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点击复制Hustla (Explicit) - Nappy Roots
Got a cheese sandwich on the hunnid spoke
Pork rinds and a soda pop
I told a cop I'd beat it lost
At 3 a m they told up"stop"
We got it real real to the top
A G like 30 feet away from the county line
The w**d flyin the golden smilin
Wip it nice an then they sign
Man f**k
How denyin' my damn luck
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm doin time
Don't get messy with the Prezzy
A quarter pound ain't worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell then hurl the fifth
Back an forth we swerve and dip
Pumpkin pie
Bust a cop
I'll be damned they took my crop
Shook 'em wit that lead foot an hit about a 105
Miles per hour
In the country wit the pudin good an chunky
40 acre mule an donkey
Hell with that just get the money
Got to be that early bird
To grind an get what I deserve
Quick to burn an an can't mesquite it
Lord I need it fore the third
Serve anybody Hell naw got to be for sure
Standin on the standard curb
Days begin to bend an blurred
Homegrown bacon
Yeah I'm havin the wage
Tendency of a 50 hit when its about gettin payed
Came along with a ragin theif hidin under the shade
An momma won't quit buggin me about my heathenish ways
Now I've wasted more tears then my mouth cold beer
Gotta be a Man on these rolls
Overcomin my fears
Body too quick to gaze with they head on bob
Get dee life is foul but the dirt is hard
Yeah (hustla)
If you play the cards you delt then you stuggle
Got to put in work (hustla)
And I got to be the early bird to grind and get what I deserve
(hustla)
If you play the cards you delt then you stuggle
Got to put in work (hustla)
And I got to be the early bird to grind and get what I deserve
(hustla)
Aint no tenth 35%
Dent in my hub caps sticks in my dove sacks
Fifth till I cuts that
Look my baby husband got to eat some mo
Dough is what Im reachin fo
Money low need some mo
Hustlin these streets alone
Now everyday I work 75
A&R tellin me lies
Fore I die wanna drive big bodies wit bubbla die
Now peep the otha side ova them hills
Rich dude that own them mills
Tha candy sto is open for sale
These junkies gone smoke it to death
Money hos clothes auto-mobiles gold grills
No scrill no deal fifth weel big grill
Wood grain sturnweel weigh it up be still
Lay it on the fish scales
I'm assed out in the back seat of the Pont-i-ac
Got a cup full of Con-i-ac
Quarter out of hunny sacks
Tell me get my money back
Still broke feel like I ain't got sh*t to live fo
So much to kill fo
C'mon this niggas transition
Ain't no use in sittin round wishin
But my hands ichin poppa need a new transmition
Get my grind on
Hustle that bustle to make my grip in any time zone
Bundle that bubble lets make it split
We buy: peices ounces keys w**d Xs Zs
Ni**a please anything you ask fo we got what you need
To these college degrees we applyin to streets
Cause I'm a (hustla)
If you play the cards you delt then you stuggle
Got to put in work (hustla)
And I got to be the early bird to grind and get what I deserve
(hustla)
If you play the cards you delt then you stuggle
Got to put in work (hustla)
And I got to be the early bird to grind and get what I deserve
(hustla)
Hustla Carry many meanings
Whether you a crook in them books
Whether you usin your mind or usin a 9
Bootleg alcohol or runnin the ball
You must get it in You was born a hustla
An you a die a hustla Prophit hit 'em wit it
I pause and refine a mighty floss et cetera
For life in a ballance of it
Lyin an shinin a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a hust fa mine (I mean)
If I don't crush it then Imma bust the 9
I tell ya dog get on the blocks in over-alls its over y'all
Wit all dem boys stay hot
Said if we blow out finna go a billion time
Ya know me dog neva be a oldie dog
My state of mind's on the grind like a eighths of raw
Dont go trickin 'em all Imma have you bust for all my yiggas
Live for the days so we can hustle 'em all aww
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