"Stay On Your Grind"
  Stay on your grind (oh I know I know I you know)
  Stay on your grind (my people)
  Stay on your grind (everybody)
  Stay on your grind (and can you feel me yeah)
    [Verse 1]
  Hustlas
  Dont give a fuckstas
  And we smoke like broke down mufflas
  Paint pictures
  Write scriptures
  At the beach
  30 deep riding ninjas
  Smoke a owl I cant go without it
  Me and my crew we always joke about it
  In the back of the tour bus
  With a gorgeous
  Little ho just fucking all four of us
  The game Lord its the drugs and fast hoes
  Hotels with the beds with brass poles
  Sip gallons
  Cant keep my balance
  I'ma have to shine like the boy Ritchie Valens
  Iced medallion
  Got a thick stallion
  700 pounds coming straight from Megallon
  Dogs of the leashes
  Oh my Jesus
  Leave in peace or leave in pieces
    [Chorus]
  Stay on your grind (my brother)
  Stay on your grind (they teach us yeah)
  Stay on your grind (my people)
  Stay on your grind (and everybody)
    [Verse 2]
  I'ma fly like Vince
  Bubble like Prince
  Momma just ain't been the same ever since
  She cant beleive I got all these fans
  And she won't stop saving aluminum cans
  I'm swanging and swerving
  Woozing and worthing
  Used to break dance against boys up in Sturdon
  But that was '82
  I was acting a fool
  The only Mexican in the whole damn school
  The game will eat your ass up if you let it
  That was back when crack was the epidemic
  I'ma represent it
  My house ain't rented
  Always kept it real while you boys pretended
  Lace my Pippins
  Cook my chickens
  They shot my boy missed me by inches
  Now my flow harder than my dick is
  You cant see me unless you buy some tickets
    [Chorus]
  Stay on your grind (and can you feel me yeah)
  Stay on your grind (oh you special now)
  Stay on your grind (the police baby)
  Stay on your grind (my sistas)
    [Verse 3]
  I'ma stay about my paper
  Built my house on a solid acre
  Used to be broke
  But I ain't tripping on that
  Its 2002 I'ma flip in my 'Lac
  And get gone in the wind
  Chrome on the rim
  Hope we can all get along in the end, my friend
  Player hatings a sin
  I got men thatll check you chinny-chin-chin
  All his homeboys need revenge
  Smoking bunk weed full of seeds and stems
  I'ma interceptor off the record
  Cant stand clubs with the metal detectors
  I'ma movie director like Hannibal Lecter
  I tried to mix codeine with Dr. Pepper
  But it taste like medicine
  I'm fighting and wrestling
  Man the damn life of the S-P-Mexican
    [Chorus]
  Stay on your grind (talking bout my brother yeah)
  Stay on your grind (and if you felling me)
  Stay on your grind (yeah well well well)
  Stay on your grind (mm hmm you gotta stay on your grind baby)
  Stay on your grind
  Stay on your grind
  Stay on your grind (stay on your grind baby yea)
  Stay on your grind
    I know and you know
  And Dope House Records know baby yeah
  And Wreck Shop and everybody
  You gotta stay on your grind
  If you wanna get paid you gotta move thangs baby