Keep it on the hush thats all I'm gone say I be one deep when I'm out Cher getting paid. Tryna stack paper and ball like a clipper. I be coming down dime hoes on my zipper. I take yo bitch ya you really gone misser And she keep it on the hush yeah she really gone whisper. I'm so cold they might shiver. I'm melo in the game. I'm sitting behind tent in the coop gripping grane Trunk on bang L7s gone knock. Beating down the block one deep riding with my glock. Keep it by the flock. Keep it by the bundle I keep a firm grip I'm never gone fumble. King of the jungle. I'm the king of my hood. I get it for the low But wouldn't know if it's good I never even touch it. I'm always gone cut it Nobody knows what I do cause I'm never in public. I keep it on the hush I keep it on the low I set my worries to the side so that my ambitions gone grow. I'm always riding clean I'm always riding slow I'm sliding threw the bumps boss hoggin looking throwed. Money is the motive so I'm out her chasing after doe. Grinding with perfect timing so I'm always on the roll I get cash money I get that bill fold. My rymes on point my flow real throwed.