Hammer Brothers

I brush alot of shoulders and I hold alot of babies

What's up, this is us politicin with the ladies

And gentleman, gentle when you brush past us

I'm in the cutler supreme and it attracts mad dust

And smudges, appreciated if you don't touch it

And my cousin know niggas who be thuggin on a budget

Like how you gone be hood when your job is good?

Yo Check, I'm on time and if that ain't rhymin'

I'm a half to give these kids a whole other assignment

Check the flavor we kick, know it all like we majored in this

But I didn't finish school.

In the interview, I tell the interviewer the truth like back where I'm from

In the halls they would call me, 'the skinny one'

But I've been calling shots out, 'fore I turn 21

21, Blackjack, blacktop, 21, baby

Shame that these niggas don't pay me

People always wanna know, where do I be at?

Where I'm is?

Yo, I'm on the porch, chillin at the crib

If you gotta question about dope shit

What it is? Let a nigga know

Tell me how you feel

People think Phil put Jordan on the map

Matter fact, them words ain't gone where I'm at

And with that, everybody on the planet where you at?

Just let yo' head bang like there's hammers in your hat

You my man, 50 grand ain't all

But listen up, switch hands, and go left with the ball

Them crybabys got mad when they left with the ball

Cause' I be pulling off the dribble, all net with the ball

It don't grow on trees but I be pickin' it off

Pull the peel, after that, it's a flick and a toss

In a? or out the car window pumping up the values

Shorty in the grand dan, said, 'Chuck, what is y'all doin? '

Finna go, bout' to hit the store

Either that or sell a bowl [? ] rollin up another Garcia.

Pull it over on Chuck, if you don't, I'll see ya.

You ain't heard? Me and mike the bee's knees around here.

Zzz sting the buzz, hornets, wasp, beetles, I'll be it

And see it like a fly's eyes, blinkin' five times in a row

And I'm out, here we go, here me out, Chuck is dope, tell the pope, yo what else you wanna know?

People always wanna know, where do I be at?

Where I'm is?

Yo, I'm on the porch, chillin at the crib

If you gotta question about dope shit

What it is? Let a nigga know

Tell me how you feel

People think Phil put Jordan on the map

Matter fact, them words ain't gone where I'm at

And with that, everybody on the planet where you at?

Just let yo' head bang like there's hammers in your hat