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Chill and Hussle

U.N.L.V.

Pimpin' a Hustle

be rockin' up slab have the money in my hood
Keep it good, protect the money that you make
You bitch niggas can't fade what we put together
No matter

always first when it comes to putting niggas in they place
Back in my hood it's Young Orochi or Lord 8th
I said I went once down each of the paths, seis

a plug
Niggaa called me last, yea I stayed down

And then I turned to one
A duh
Just stayed in my lane
Outlaw leanin on the plane
Nigga told Dem Folks

of Gs
Keep my buddy
No Good
Down bad
Streets get ugly
Run down on em
Get beat
Kid cudi
Everyday wake up
Mind on money
50 round 40 cal
2 times twenty
Lick

somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?

You can have her I done hit the bitch
Many men switched like 50 Cent
Go to court y'all turn to witnesses
If you ain't about it you should quit it

In the hood pushin' weight
The man with the plan
Fifty round drums on you bums, get it right
It's Big Dip on these bitches
Dumpin' slugs every night

showing love all these bitches gone love it  
She seen my chain not dis bitch wanna fuck me 
He wanna take mine I got mine in the tucky 
No warning shots

song took a break for a minute
Now I’m back in my zone
And don’t nobody try to jack him
Cause he packin’ that chrome
In the club spending money
But I

embrace my skill by saying

Please don't leave Rio
I wanna hear everybody in my ghetto say
Please don't leave Rio
But they trying so hard not to let me

flow
Ima get you stuck like fiends
No fucks - given
Ima get my doh
Don't worship it
This shit is all by design
Give you the Blue collar perspective
Props

say
I ain't in the top 50
People still talking and denouncing
Where I'm from tell me why my name keep
Bouncing off your tongue
'Cause you know that you

a slave
I need the freedom no time to explain
Ain't been where I've been so they don't know my progress
Believe in God, so I'm trusting the process
Realist

So 7 days a week I'm all on my feet 
I hustle hard cce Hood on repeat 
Shippin off merch like my folk them ship green
Thank yah for OG could've been in

go on throttle, I told her I said it's heaven sent
Take her to my candy shop, I told her I got 50 cents
Got my nieces, love em', by saying that I gotta

'roli's and 'tags
I'd trade it all for some peace in the hood
Cuz too many lost lives from beef in the hood

I don't even 'wanna talk put the money in

Guwop
Pour four ounces in my soda
Turn it to a new pop

I don’t need a entourage
I’ll slide by myself
Pink AR hit a nigga in the neck or the chest
I just

and never ever go against the G Code
Swerving up the road riding dirty yeah we filthy 
Switching lanes doing 75 in a 50
12 pull us over hope my niggas don't

I'll have yo ass
In the ground Nigga
I really run my town Nigga
From The East to The 4
My shooters have you
This is not game
Homeboy we takin aim
You

she hit my DM yappin'
Meet her in AC, no need to pack
When I'm poppin' tags soon as I land
Said she just hit a lick for like 50 grand
Got damn
Tongue me

up my chains swang 
Got him in his chest cause he just Heard I fucked his main thang 
Make her throw da 4s she in da hood Hollering out gang gang 
My

Oakland and Compton on the often
I was off 18th I was in East Diego I was on Mt. Hood when MyG bought a Winnebago
We went to mendo we went to Arcata that's

see me like emails that are Hilary’s

I'm Pull a fed means we running in like Maralago

Lvs and CCs when I'm checking in my flight cargo

Billionaire

to be questioned
Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression

[Verse 4: T.I.]
You knowin' my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep