Hustler

Chink Santana, LloydBuy this song

(feat. Chink Santana)
Yo yo yo
(hustler baby)
Oh
No
(hustler baby)
Oh
No
(hustler baby)

Deep in the cut
With the chrome on the thrown 
Down in Decatur  Where the haters get shown 

Ride around the spots 
 Where the pot gets grown 
Now I'm feelin blowed
 Smoke by the zone

 Misfit dudes by the rules reapply
 Creeps low wit cruise control when I'm high
 Brand new 22 shoes on the ride
 Gotta get blatta tatted
Hit up green rise

[Hook]
So I'm ridin down this long country road
 Followin rainbows
 Tryna reach us in gold
I gotta grind hard
'Til this shit gets sold
Just sit back relax 
N watch it unfold 
So I'm gone hit up the studio  Write about 24
'Til these hits get throwed 
Cash checks 
Get a boat
 Betta keep it afloat 
don't end up bankrupt and broke 

[Chorus]
I'm a hustler baby
(hustler baby)
I'm on the grind 
And down for mine
I'm a hustler baby
(hustler baby)
 Gotta get the abs
And get that cash
Ima hustler baby
(ima hustler baby)
I'm accusin peeps
 Gotta stack my cheese 
Ima hustler baby
Ima hustler 
(I'ma hustler baby)

Oh
Now we deep on the creep 
Down in Martin Luther King
 Watch for the curb and the swirb on lean

 Gotta hit the scene 
So fresh so clean 
In exclusive Irv and Jeffery jeans
Cash rules everything around me

 CREAM 
My whole teams favorite color is green  Eventhough my 20/20 vision is keen
 Never estimate
Get weighed by the beam

[Hook] 

[Chorus]

 Shawty you can catch us in the back of the club
(uh huh)
 Fresh to death  Nigga pourin it up

(yea)
All the killaz straight showin me love
And the biggest bad bitches all wantin to fuck
(wantin to fuck)

They know I'm the realest nigga to hang wit
I'm caped up
Plus I love to slang dick
Up in the alley in the aston vain wish

 Until I make they fuckin brains ?
Look shawty I'm dangerous 
Yo nigga hate me
'Cause you prolly his main bitch 

Fuck who you came wit
Let me explain this
I prefer the block 
But ill pop the stainless 

 Nigga got em creepin out the club real slow
 Bitches shoot what they started  Askin can they go
Hell yea my nigga Lloyd

 These hoes is G'd up
And they down to fuck 
So roll that weed up

[Chorus]

Written by: LLOYD POLITE, J. MCGUAN, ANDRE PARKER, IRVING LORENZO

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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