Lyrics:
bang? Hunnit rounds and choppa music (brought the K) Keep on asking all them questions, you'll be toothless (nigga, what) Niggas like to tussle, I just
(D-Diego) (Bankroll Got It) Yeah Two twin hoes tryna fuck, tryna tussle So when I got you, on me, I can't fumble Nasty, all them tats, pink
everything always drives me crazy I had to get it on my own I had to hustle From couch to couch , Homeless nights i still tussle Reminiscing about my past
YBK, nigga Hustle, tussle, had to bring the muscle Had to pull my chop out and best believe we touch it You tryna find a way out, but nigga, that's
it Social distance on these suckas Smoking that strong boy I'm building muscle Bro got the fire I don't like to tussle Hold on did I stutter Mess round
to make the hit quick Whole lotta muscle (chyeah), you don't wanna be in a tussle (chyeah) Better than me? That's rubble You want trouble? What's up,
see its permanent unless I get real with it And it ain't that I don't love to tussle Especially mentally 'Cause I generally do win Might not win
the muscle I don't tussle with these niggas I'm a hustler I got them bands on me Tone ya too long bruh Gotta man up it's time for you to stand up Run up
muzzle that'll tussle for the chain Strapped up with shovels now to bury the remains We the hardest rap niggas in the game Never catch a Pharaoh
and give me head then My youngins pop the lead in, nigga, swing your dreads then Oh, you wanna tussle? We gonna see how niggas play it then (On God)
to rumble 'Cause I brought my weapon with me, I don't tussle Only the gang, nigga I don't trust you Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle I call my
myself, this time I'm not looking for a busy thing Just wanna tussle with a tail That ain't got no sting, no! I'm not saying that I'm not looking for
lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah) .45, don't like to tussle (bap, bap) I fucked his sister, if she try to fight me Shoot her brother (yeah) These diamonds
Yo why'all niggaz wit the muscle why'all get clapped in the tussle I'm a hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle Show a nigga know yo, we
Verse 1: Yo y'all niggaz wit the muscle y'all get clapped in the tussle I'mma hustler, not a rapper bitch, rap is my hustle Show a little booby boy
Tussle it, tease it, run your finger threw it while u do Now gone mess it up, mess it up, baby mess it up, mess It up, mess it up, do it till I canâ??t get
Feeling like a king in the ring Yeah I bring everything And they call like ring ring Hang up the phone leave me alone Wanna skip to the tussle like
If u want the smoke my nigga we can really tussle Got this shit up out the mud My niggas flexin' like a muscle MDT my niggas if u dissin' then it's
wah fi Yuh raise cocky muscle to di Tussle and di Bussle Yuh pretty from yuh born Anuh nutn weh yuh hustle So mi must fuck yuh first Fuck a dozen a yuh
shuffle Not the type to tussle, I'll shoot my own mans If it get to that point then he wasn't a real friend I'ma let it blam, I ain't never been a bitch
tussle! We gonna Fight! Until you never touch another mic! Or it's your life…Then - Case Closed. This is the way, we ever gonna see that it stops
break any jaw in town And I sure as shit been better since the day you came around Toss and tussle in the pines beneath that Alabama sky Darling, all I
ama jack Russel And we tussle We tussle when we wrestle I know you hate oh hate Your girls be loving dates Not with you oh that's a shame All she wants
with all of my friends yeah Tussle+ and natethetek yeah Clocksafe, LAYT, that's that that It's the best day of my life hey yeah Fuck it up again yeah
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