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Hustle
I ain't never been a snake, a bitch, or pussy nigga a police, the cops, the feds, no that ain't in me nigga I've been known to keep that thang I'm talkin' semi nigga, I ain't playin' wit cha Take this beef shit sacred like a Indi nigga. What you think that red dot for? Praise due this my ghetto nigga gospel When I speak, it's just like God spoke I walk a path that only I know. Ain't no death around that corner It's been death all on that corner, selling crack, heroin, and ganja And they say 'I kill my people' Don't recall holding it to you or force feedin' But this just to feed my peoples Look, but you won't find no equal! This just a prequel Get this money, I'mma teach you I ain't gotta sell you hope, lies, or mislead you For real, I need you If I didn't, I'd probably be you You don't feel me
Chorus: (Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle) See we hustle, stack, and lay low (I just got that hustle in me) That's until I catch this payload I'm ballin', sellin' ya-yo It be gone before a day old You triple what you pay for Buy in bulk and sell it way more I do this every day though Burning up the interstate You know I hustle, stack, and lay low
They say I dead life Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It ain't safe around my way, you better tread light You know I'm bred right Don't wanna fuck I, just wanna see what her head like Then back to trying to get this bread right This the anthem for niggas livin' that fed life Get an example made out you, cash in that Met-life That's just for snoopin' thru my shit You know I chase this money every day, tryin' to get it Paper cuts from countin' every day, bitch get wit' it I've been on my grind like every way, you can fathom I been in these streets like Elway Quarterbackin'! I'm a certified hustler, grindin', stackin' these ends up Fuck how you started, my nigga, it's how you end up All I know is paper, it take it for you to spend up Get this money, Nigga you ain't gotta tell me twice
Chorus: (Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle) You know I hustle, stack, and lay low (I just got that hustle in me) That's until I catch this payload I'm ballin', sellin' ya-yo It be gone before a day old You triple what you pay for Buy in bulk and sell it way more I do this every day though Burning up that interstate You know I hustle, stack, and lay low
Real shit My homie once told me like, you ain't gotta be out here selling dope for real, because you could sell albums, you could do theses shows, you could do whatever the fuck you put your mind to because on the real you a hustler so you know that dope shit gonna always be there. You could always fall back on that. Why not put your hand into something else and see if you could do something out of that. Because that dope gonna always sell. Dope gon always muthafuckin' sell
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