Lyrics:
Iron in the jeans tucked ready for a scene
Hustle came with fresh to clean also with red beams
Play us wrong you get hit you should've had your stick
money boy get drop kicked
Live and die by the grind my time to shine I’m not stopping
Yeah I’m busy with that hustle boy I’m plotting
Yeah I’m busy
I'm out here on the block, hustle raw it's all day
My hustle is the music, objective to get paid
Born to go get it, fuck shining and getting laid
going to move it
I was going thru it i was i was going thru it
When i look back on them days of my life i pray that you never go thru it
I hustle by any
Yeah
Yow
More time, I don't even know, yow
Just haffi hold it and stay focused
Life is a juggle at times, I wonder how I don't go under
This hustle
I'm straight from a block
Where flipping a two
To a four
Ain't an option
I hustle like hussle
By nipping and nipping I'm destined to get it
You know
Walk out wit the glock, I don't need no fuckin license
Pull up on your spot, red dot sight, sight enlightened
It's a drive by, it's a drive by
It's
bundle up
See, it's a cold world, so homie, bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just
bundle up
See, it's a cold world, so homie, bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up
Baby, you gotta know that I'm just
Grrr
Mm
I gots to make a move and make it soon, uh
I gots to take a block and make it boom
I take the car and hit it with this boom
Now come
determined they should get me
[Chorus]
Everybody across the world better get your hustle on
Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone
a star
They let you do it, you can do anything
Grab them by the pussy, you can do anything
A$APPP
Little pussy nigga! (Huh!?)
Woah!!
Nigga you
I probably wanna clique that's red
Black and blued up if it's going down
I bet'cha get screwed up
Ya to dead to the King Of The
Streets lil homie slow
Gotta hustle if u want it
Callin shots like 24
Main topic I'm on top of those
Target in red dot the scope
Run it up I don't check the score
21 yea you
It's a Hustle Hell
When there's no product to sell
And the crew he use to run with
They're all locked up in jail
And the family that was there for
run, we gon' come for you
My I.V. is red like thermometers
I fuck on that bitch like a porn star
Hit me up when I'm on tour
I'mma unlock the card if
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!
West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
Chorus
Man go blow by force
(Anyhow anyhow)
By fire by storm
(Anyhow anyhow)
See the way we dey move u figa say we go slow we speed up nonstop
I can't let that bother me, I gotta get it by any means necessary
Uh, I'm in the house like Cory, I gotta do what's mandatory
Stay in my lane but I'm
Cause on the low
Yeah, cause on the low
It's your baby's dad
I'm ballin' and kickin' it on the low
They never know, ngi nje ngo Ronaldo ngo ninety
that you move
Hey, hey, hey, the way that you move
It caught me the way that you move ("Uh, uh, uh")
Hey, hey, hey, the way that you move ("Check it
trying to get my hustle on. But you know what? I just need you to be
there for
me 'cause uh gangstas need love too.
Lawand/Mercedes
see by who's around him
Double decker flows on the road, what you know about it
Couple levels up, when I move and I go around 'em
Only focus on where
it on the floor
I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere
'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll
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