Clap Ya Hands (For a Hustla)
Will Guice, Lil' Ron, Twisted Black
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Yeah, yeah, just when you thought that I gave up I came back with my weight up, your boy had to save up These niggas still got they hate up I'm jumpin' out somethin' brand new, watch the doors raise up My roots is nappy, I tell a bitch, "Ah naw" 'Cause Yung Redd ride swangas on a Boss Hogg I'm livin' proof of what the hustle can do And if work for me then it might work for you And they try to figure me out, but you don't have a clue Just follow my lead, y'all do as I do When I was broke, I still stunted mo' than your growth I blow indo, my whole life went up in smoke, but Y'all don't know the trouble I been in My wheels keep spinnin', on the bubble I been's in It won't stop until my casket drops Until a nigga voice give out, that's all it's about, what? Time to go When it's time to go When God calls me on home, mmm I'll take my bow and be gone Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla My life is like a soap opera, it's full of drama Mama say niggas be hatin' 'cause I'm pushin' a Hummer And I wonder, why these hoes love me so much They like the way I profile on them dubs in my truck, hey I'm too much, you could look but don't touch Cross me if you want, you'll get a headrush I'm the top prospect, my deal more than A-Rod The wheel gone be grilled but them hoes stay fraud Say boy, Lil' Ron, I don't play My shit is pure right, yours look like barkay Forty grand a day, hey, I must be a hustla Six bricks, dog-proof, stashed in my muffler Bad motherfucker, but a small dude I'll break ya neck like that nigga "Ravishing" Rick Rude And I won't complain, when The Lord calls me home I'll take my bow and then be gone Time to go When it's time to go When God calls me on home, mmm I'll take my bow and be gone Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla Now I'm a two-time loser, done seen the pen twice (huh) Thrice is a no go, I'm still sellin' snow dough I got me two birds that my partner pushed to me Since I been paroled, that nigga, Jay, been good to me Now I tend to brag a lot so niggas label me a showboat (uh-huh) I tell 'em, "Stick and stones'll break a bone but this ain't yo' dope To tell me nothin' fly, you ain't gave me one gram" So what a sucker say, I ain'ts to give one damn Now keep in mind, that I'm just 145 (right) 5'8", physically I'm lightweight But check the streets, they'll say that I'm heavy and thorough (sho') Run the gangsta, checkin' partner, pull up every bureau (what?) I helds my own, holds my own, holds my chrome Plus it's clone for when it's on Now when I'm gone, make sure they sketch in my stone "Twisted Black, hustle hard in the paint 'til he was gone" Nigga Time to go When it's time to go When God calls me on home, mmm I'll take my bow and be gone Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla Clap ya hands, clap ya hands for a hustla
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