Yea
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I¡¯m on my lama shit right now
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Go
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I put the hood in your face
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They love me for that
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We pop bottles by the case
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They love me for that
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These bitches know I got taste and they love me for that
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Yo Bo Bay, it¡¯s your turn to bring the hustlers back
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Well let¡¯s get it, I put all the shoes, the ship¡¯s fitted
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The life chose me, how could I ever forget it
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How could you knock a hustler when you ain¡¯t ever did it
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Say money ain¡¯t everything cuz you ain¡¯t never get it boy
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Sad to say (what¡¯s that?)
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That most of us wouldn¡¯t have offspring if we knew we have to pay
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And you know it ain¡¯t no way (no way)
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I¡¯m workin¡¯ 9 to 5 out here for the average pay
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I¡¯m still American dreamin¡¯
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That¡¯s still about 50 caps that¡¯s gleamin¡¯
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Got these characters schemin¡¯
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But I ain¡¯t worried ¡®bout ¡®em (nah)
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Tell me to the spot, put him in the scope
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Line him with the dot, tell me when to go
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We come up from the bottom so we handle shit differently
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Been layin¡¯ low, I know the gang been missin¡¯ me
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They used to be hustlin¡¯ so relentlessly
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I told ¡®em I¡¯m slowly transitioning to the industry
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I put the hood in your face
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They love me for that
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We pop bottles by the case
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They love me for that
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These bitches know I got taste and they love me for that
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Yo Bo Bay, it¡¯s your turn to bring the hustlers back
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Okay look, first you gotta understand the resurrection
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Got all the hustlers moving in the set direction
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We handle our business with no recollection
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Just memories, pray for all my enemies
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And by the end of the night, we drinkin¡¯ all the Hennessey
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This a victory toast, this year we¡¯ll make history
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Point blank, we on the rise
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I¡¯mma bring it back for the hustlers right before your eyes
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At the label serving niggas quarter pies
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See I¡¯m organized enough to make corporate ties
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And we ain¡¯t book smart, but we hood smart
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Watch me, I keep dropping jewels to the hustler
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I put the hood in your face
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They love me for that
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We pop bottles by the case
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They love me for that
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These bitches know I got taste and they love me for that
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Yo Bo Bay, it¡¯s your turn to bring the hustlers back
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I mean damn it feel good to be a hustler
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What cloth you cut from? What block you come from?
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And where I¡¯m from you gotta go hard but you can¡¯t just go hard
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You gotta go down hard and then harder
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Like Mino after Carter or Mike the Godfather
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A snoopy dog father took me to young father
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I see niggas that was holdin¡¯ the city
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Have runs that were shorter that Bob Collins
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I put the hood in your face
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They love me for that
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We pop bottles by the case
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They love me for that
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These bitches know I got taste and they love me for that
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Yo Bo Bay, it¡¯s your turn to bring the hustlers back
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Love Me For That
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| Boaz |
