Artist: A&R f/ Bugs Kal, Jus, Nikki
Album:  Hoodtrepeneurs, Vol. 1
Song:   Siffer
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Sharecka]
This time, you could tell ya boy, straight serious
I'm back to my business, on some different shit
And none of them spitting it, like I'm spitting it
Ya boy going nowhere, cuz I'm gifted
It's me, I taught the whole hood, how to kick it
Got about a million bars, all of them different
And you could believe ya boy spit on the microphone quickest
That means it's history for all y'all niggaz
Pass the digits, fuck jewels, keep the bitches
C.E.O. status, when I'm finished
Got goons that'll end you, period

[Nikki]
Can you believe, these chicks trying to hang with me
Can't compare, bitch, go and fix ya weave
Mad cuz I got a body and I fit my jeans
See, you a bitch, ma', and I'm a Queen
See, my man keeps on hustle more than Cassidy
Keep him seven G's, he could turn that to twenty-five in less than a week
This year it's matching Jeeps, leather seats trimmed with the sheet
We the hottest right now, Bugs, give 'em the heat

[Bugs Kal]
Uh, don't try to stop this, Bugs'll lock this
Down, like my whole fortress, styles, I toss it
Destined to be the bullshit, niggaz' lost it
Got gimmicks and wanna floss it
Give these bitches niggaz a little, they spit some more shit
Raw shit, pack to club, break up more shit
Bugs is often, known as spitting fire
My smoke like a torcepts, this'll pour on brains overseas with caution
Niggaz think they're the boss when Bugs is the only bossman
Young Jus go get 'em, he straight tossin'

[Jus]
Niggaz is crazy, thinking they could hang with this
Ya boy Jus, right, bang 'til the casket dips
Niggaz, best retreat before this bastard flips
You know I, lays the strip, offer crazy grip
This major shit, I'm on the streets craving this
Slugs let off, and keep that ass shaking, bitch
Haters, make me sick, wanna see me suck
Wanna hear shots buck, wanna see me touched
Ease up, and feed ya, got chick, eat up
Real hard, to even up, B.K. G's up
Now let's go...