We Working lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Chubby Jag)

Yeah, yeah, let's go

I go by the name of Cassidy the hustler

And I got my boy Chubby Swag Jag with me

Larsiny Family

And we always on our job man, we working

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

I'm quick to choke, I hit the smoke

And cough like people that catch a cold

I just left the stove, cooking rock

It look like the snott thata mess your nose

We Eskimos, my chest is cold

And my neck is cold cause my necklace's froze

Messy hoes, I can't mess with those

If I mess with hoes, then they sexy hoes

The basic clothes, I'm making money

Try to take it from me, that Dezzy blows

You already know what my life like nigga

Hey, you ready to go night night nigga

Both my left and my right nice nigga

I whip your ass if it's fight like nigga

I'm a boxer, that wear boxers

But you want my cock in them tight whites nigga

You only trap on the mike type nigga

Never sold that crack in real life tight nigga

I call the squad, they all arrive, and you horrified of this fright night nigga

You have never been hard in your life type nigga

You the type that like your clothes tight tight nigga

I'm a type of nigga that's gonna ride

I'm always working, I'm on my job

I got the working, I'm doing my job

How much is you buying boy?

You know how it work when you got that work that they be dying for

I'll be in my back, I'll be spazzing, I'll be murking

Every person I'll be rapping on the track cause I'm working

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Look chumpy I'm for certain bout killing

Bring the curtains out

Funny how my reputation boosting, who they churpin' 'bout?

We wavy homie, surfing out

We broke then we lurking out

Yeah that bitch that working bend

Tell her it ain't working out

Know we got that kush on deck,

Prices high I might go higher

Can't deal with no snitch I aim those clips

Cause I don't like no wire

All that grilla just gonna get you wet

So please don't light no fire

You gasing up, we masking up

Jason F, Michael Meyers

Grinding cause we broke, not cause want to

It's what we have to do

All about a mill, swear I eat like I don't have to chew

And I know all about head, I get a lot, I cracked a few

Call me Daddy Bars, I'm on that sun shit, that Makadoo

Oh you said you broke, I just hope that you ain't lying hoe

We know all that moola ain't worth the price of you dying hoe

Understand our pain, yeah we from the slum we hurting

Yeah we swertin', ain't no faking in home my apron on

I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain

Couple ounces in the duffle, yep I got those for my gang

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin, workin

Real niggas, yah, we workin, workin, workin, workin

Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good

I know the hoods, it ain't no me

I keep off man, boss man, Mr. JOB

Hear me we workin, workin, workin, workin

Somebody let them know we workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin

Oh yeah we workin, workin, workin, workin