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For My Hustlaz

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For My Hustlaz

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[intro]

It don't get no betta than this (uh-uh)

Uh, uh, uh, uh

B-k muthafucka

[verse 1]

It's a shame but, alot been change since we came up

I used ta run wit them, now I got my guns for them

Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin' 'em

Sauce money show niggaz no love when I come for them

They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black

And that my numbers wouldn't rise like nasdaq

And gotta re-half that, just pass that

We 'gon clash black for playin' the middle like ya ass crack

You can ball ova here, I play pass that

Exotic cats love ta talk peace when you blast back

No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them

Don't really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit 'em

I'ma shit everytime that I hear ? ? ?

And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face

Sendin' fake thugs back ta the essence

Since my rolex was a gift, there's no betta time than the present

[chorus]

This one is for my hustlaz

(right!)

Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz

(not tonite!)

If you a dough gettin' swinga

Niggaz act funny wit cha money

Whatcha do?

(give 'em the finga!)

This one is for my hustlaz

(right!)

Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz

(not tonite!)

If you a dough gettin' swinga

Niggaz act funny wit cha money

Whatcha do?

(give 'em the finga!)

[verse 2]

I dedicate this ta cats want they cheddar ta rise

Fifty grand too much, o.k. seventy-five

Sauce money kinda cat you could never despise

Hit the streets lookin' like you a betta disquise

Get a grip, I'm the preacher, you dance wit the devil

Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level

Not even close, ex-girlfriends hatin' ta see it

You can give me brain or get out, take it or leave it

Relax wit side who, max wit my crew

Operation gettin' money, that's what I do

Insecure artists pay me not ta spit

Show me fake love and then try ta fly if they hit

They could feel it in they bones, cuz when I drop my shit

All hell'll break loose, that's how hot I get

I rock big in the summer, witout missin' the block

When I wanna get m, then I listen ta pac

Scarface when I'm laid back, whippin' the 3

If I wanna hear that shit, then I listen ta me

Stick in the key, turn the knob and open the door

Prevokin' a war, cats saw us smokin' the 4, fo' sure

[chorus]

This one is for my hustlaz

(right!)

Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz

(not tonite!)

If you a dough gettin' swinga

Niggaz act funny wit cha money

Whatcha do?

(give 'em the finga!)

(give 'em the finga!)

[verse 3]

Look, I like ta come through and run up in 'em all night

Bring my man too, mami if it's alright

I'ma a big one, but I like ta ball out

Sip henny, smoke dro 'til you fall out

Hit 'em wit that marcy maneuver, makin' 'em droppin'

I ain't met one yet make me take her shoppin'

But I might cuz I gotta lotta cash ma

Platinum navigator glock when the stash ha

Rolex, cuban link, now the riddle comin'

Do I know about 69, a little sumthin'

I like ya point-blank style, you in it ta win it

But before I go downtown, gimme a minute

You got ta shower up, make sure no dirt in it

I got the pro-fo, neva eva squirtin' it

That's a thong, (damn), baby you just hurtin' shit

Bring that thing here baby, show me what you workin' wit

[chorus]

This one is for my hustlaz

(right)

Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz

(not tonite)

If you a dough gettin' swinga

Niggaz act funny wit cha money

Whatcha do?

(give 'em the finga!)

This one is for my hustlaz

(right!)

Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz

(not tonite!)

If you a dough gettin' swinga

Niggaz act funny wit cha money

Whatcha do?

(give 'em the finga!)

[outro]

This one is for my hustlaz

Saucemuthafuckin' for the year 2-o-o-o

(hustlaz)

Niggaz betta recognize

(hustlaz)

I'm just gettin' started muthafuckaz

(hustlaz)

Get yo shit off now

(hustlaz)

It don't stop

(hustlaz)

B-k nigga

Marcy

Worldwide

You know the drill

Cut a check or suck a dick

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