Grand Hustle Beat Maker - Khao

A-ay, a-ay

(Ay, ain’t that Khao, man?)

A-ay, a-ay

Yeah, that’s Khao, man

A-ay, a-ay

(That nigga from Alabama? You did that too?)

Damn right, nigga

(Damn, man, that nigga must go around, dawg)

Yeah, I’m on everything

And now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

And now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything!

I’m the man behind the beats, the Zorro of the streets

If you see him passin', go 'head and let your peoples know

poppin', used to let the blow and reefer go

Wholesale the key for low, I always had it cheaper, yo

Got it while the gettin’s good, then I had to let it go

The block was gettin' hot, but I’m tryin' not to swat it, yo

First one to hit the trap, but I’m singin' that’s not

Almost got caught with more pills than CVS got

Man, I need to switch it up, us my town to play some things

Niggas say I’m make-believe, I’m leavin' town and chasin' dreams

Sayin' that my ass ain’t fly, sayin' I don’t know T. I

I just beat my horn and laugh at 'em as I’m passin' by

I did two on Urban Legend, then came back with one for Jeezy

«So Many Diamonds» for Paul Wall, now this money’s comin' easy

Did my thing with P$C, then did two for Lil' Kim

Governor, Ruben Studdard, Trick Daddy, a gang of others!

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Man, I went from slangin' hella rocks to movin' heavy 'caine

To Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Nigga, read the credits, motherfucker, don’t you see my name?

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything!

Gettin' richer than a bitch, gold like a leprechaun

Any nigga violate, I’ma pull my weapon on

Any nigga tryin' to hate, that’s who I be flexin' on

Drop the hard top, make it change like Decepticons

Push out the rims the Phantom is sittin' pretty on

Bought enough land to build the damn city on

Who you actin' so bougee and on?

My garage the size of P. Diddy’s home

Back in the day, I used to struggle for shelter

Now the maids and butlers say «How may I help you?»

G5 to travel, we ain’t flyin' with Delta

And hit the studio to lace a beat that’ll melt ya

You hear my records in the club?

Put it on replay

Or I’ll buy out the club just to fire the DJ

And I was just a nigga straight from Alabama

Bringin' heat them boys can’t handle, platinum hits on every channel, hey!

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Man, I went from slangin' hella rocks to movin' heavy 'caine

To Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Nigga, read the credits, motherfucker, don’t you see my name?

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything!

Hear me in the clubs, hear me in the traps

Hear me in your Benz, hear me in your Lacs

Hear me in the clubs, hear me in the traps

Hear me in your Benz, hear me in your Lacs

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

It’s enterprise, it’s enterprise!

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Man, I went from slangin' hella rocks to movin' heavy 'caine

To Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Nigga, read the credits, motherfucker, don’t you see my name?

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything

Now a nigga blowin' up, everybody know my name

Grand Hustle beatmaker, nigga, I’m on everything!