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Yea Shout out to my nigga that put me in the game at an early age Showed me how to hustle I won't disclose his name No need to debrief But I'mma be real brief with this shit right here mane Shout out to all the real hustlas around the world It's you money man Ya dig? (I gotta hustle) cuz I need it, man you know I want it From the necklace to the dubs, to the 50's, to the 100's (I gotta hustle) baby boy need a new winner And my wifey on my line wanna take her out to dinner (I gotta hustle) and on top of that I just bought a brand new Cadillac With the sun rooftop, put diamonds in the back Pocket full of money, with some diamonds on my neck Man, I gotta hustle I gotta put some money in my pockets Still hatin on the nigga, tell cuz he better stop it Five stacks and my slacks on profit Gally good shit, my blood bout to spark it You ain't yella take a risk, that's the mark shit I'm selling dope, by my new bitch apartment SongtexteWe coming up, now these busters wanna start shit Caution for your melon I'll squash it I gotta hustle, you see my ki is rootin full I wish you would tuck me boy, my niggas lookin forward And guess what, I don't even tell em do it full But do a nigga wrong, watch him start shootin folk Bomb shit, if I tell er she gon do it for me That's my bottom bitch, she love to give me your money I gotta get it, wutchu think I stand for? Wake up on my hustle, I ain't playin boy (I gotta hustle) cuz I need it, man you know I want it From the necklace to the dubs, to the 50's, to the 100's (I gotta hustle) baby boy need a new winner And my wifey on my line wanna take her out to dinner (I gotta hustle) and on top of that I just bought a brand new Cadillac With the sun rooftop, put diamonds in the back Pocket full of money, with some diamonds on my neck Man, I gotta hustle I stay up in the mix I'm worried about my money, you worried about a bitch Sucka nigga, get some money nigga Word around the town that you downs a hustla nigga Uh, slippin through the cracks of life I hit the weed once, then I pass her like I'm really fucking with it, I'm on some boss shit Get kicked up, eating lobster and shrimp I got my bizniss cup, gotta walk in the strip Overseas bitches, talking in French They might not understand the flow but they understand the chips You never seen a motherfuckin hustla like this Ha ha, where was I? oh yes The world is a bitch so I got her selling sex Glamour underneath, extra clip around my sweats Hustle like my uncles nigga, I ain't rich yet Let's get this money, nigga Hustle cuz I need it, man you know I want it From the necklace to the dubs, to the 50's, to the 100's (I gotta hustle) baby boy need a new winner And my wifey on my line wanna take her out to dinner (I gotta hustle) and on top of that I just bought a brand new Cadillac With the sun rooftop, put diamonds in the back Pocket full of money, with some diamonds on my neck Man, I gotta hustle I gotta hustle hard, youngin left the pound Young pilot been around, yea, it's going down Serve it by the pound, I'm tryina double bubble HBMG, my dog pound brothers Fly like G's, what a nigga rep I'm tryina get rich, my chips with dip On the freeway, hot box the whip Got the car from the dog, now we chill in this shit Young pilot go to school, AB I rep Keep the weed lit, serious pal Take flight and I land on the stage of the strip Like D Dimes catch us 80 shraw I walk with a lip, tryina stack my paper Take flight bitch, I'mma fuck in the scraper Got bitches blatin, going hard My goons yea they gon stomp your yard for this paper Hustle cuz I need it, man you know I want it From the necklace to the dubs, to the 50's, to the 100's (I gotta hustle) baby boy need a new winner And my wifey on my line wanna take her out to dinner (I gotta hustle) and on top of that I just bought a brand new Cadillac With the sun rooftop, put diamonds in the back Pocket full of money, with some diamonds on my neck Man, I gotta hustle I gotta hustle I gotta hustle I gotta hustle Aus Songtexte Mania