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[Intro] Yeah, welcome world, it's the H Hustling, trapstars, rapstars Big money poppin, boy Grinding, sun up, sun down Put your life down for a nigga Head first for this chubby Flippin chickens Hard body all the time Fully loaded strap all the time Money on the mind all the time I tell me niggas, it's double MG, YMCMB And money is the motivation Everyday we wake up Before the motherfucking eyes closed Eat while we sleep Eat while we don't even eat You understand me, my nigga? Rozay, stunna man Richer than the riches Bosser than the bosses Modern tine, and we them niggas, yeah We see past the future Swag on the hunned, bitch game terrific Size mat guarantee you to loose nigga Its' bigger than life boy SongtexteMastermind to masterpiece Hard life living, mansion top floor nigga Paradise on earth boy Million dollars and hunneds A billion in the mind Put your life on it Take care of your team homie Fulfill your dreams, homie Nothing come between that And keep your strap on you, H It's the realest shit in the streets, nigga It's that real H Town nigga shit, takin' an eighth Believe that, you feel me? It's the realest shit in the streets, nigga This that real H town nigga shit, takin' an eighth Believe that, you feel me? Niggas made 500 hundred dollars of a gram, nigga Birdman, Ricky Ross - shit coming back straight [Verse 1] Times get hard, still gotta play your cards Judge wanna judge me like he playing God You know how them thugs be like you playing hard Nigga 19 with 25 so he start Cars in the yard While you drive a yacht It ain't been a month and your hoes falling off No collect calls, not to mention all your dogs They pray you take a pleade When you tryina stand tall So much stress on your mama, daddy been gone Put your hands on your daughter, look what daddy did wrong In other games, when you live, you learn In this game of life nigga, when you fail, you burn I done took a loss, but I had to bounce back The h is for the hustle, now can you pronounce that Nigga, can you pronounce that The h is for the hustle, now can you pronounce that [Hook] Flashy cars, movie stars, bounce back nigga, hustling hard I stay fresh with the Gucci on Ross fresh with the louie on Duffle bag full, high in the hood We all good, fully loaded like we know we would Get money like I know I could Old school new school with the cherry wood [Verse 2] See I'm killing ass whip, stay strapped all time Keep a bad bitch with me riding all the time Fly all the time, get it all the time Right between my eyes, tat cross soldier signed Like money in the world, no money like money in the world Get money like money in the world We the bindess with that 'pearl, bitch Straight back with that H town My little nigga know the town, so we shut it down On the grind, uptown with my crown Anywhere I go nigga, I'ma lay it down Sipping red champagnia, Every hoe I know know money be swanging Keep the 2L, then bang out Get the money nigga, fly in and fly out [Hook] [Verse 1] We the best in the bizz, pas that it is He gave his best to his bitch, I invest in a bitch Hand on the bible, won't tell a lie I be lying if I said that I won't sell the pot Success ain't promised, tryina stay alive Ross and Birdman, till the day we die Lives on the line, no lives on the mike Used to be white, north bound on the pike Niggas red in my blood, just what I pump blood 12 o clock for the day, what I bump for To the cuts getting money what we live for Light it up nigga, this ym beat plug I feel good about now, 150 on the chain right now An extra clip ready to bang right now Quarter mill on the Bentley right now, nigga [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania