*featuring B.G., Juvenile, and Turk
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[Juvenile]
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Listen,
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It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
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Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
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Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
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We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums
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Stupid shit - we avoid it
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Dope - we exploit it
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Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
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Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers
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Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
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Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter
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Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border
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Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
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I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
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It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
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Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
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And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight
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The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight
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[Hook - Turk]
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Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
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Get our grind on in the project hallway
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Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
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Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
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We hustle hustle everyday, all day
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Get our grind on in the project hallway
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Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
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Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
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[B.G.]
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Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
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Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
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It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down - I'm on the grind
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In two weeks I was workin' a 16-25
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Tryin' to get it - only thing in my vision is ballin'
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Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
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So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
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'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
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Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?)
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Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit
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Now I got a quarter ki - broke it down to six and two quarters
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It's cooked already - I got these niggas runnin' like water
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Slowly, I'm comin' up - scorin' a ounce since fronted nine
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Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine
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Got hustlin' skills in my blood - come from my pa
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That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught
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[Hook2x - Turk]
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We hustle hustle everyday, all day
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Get our grind on in the project hallway
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Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
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Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
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[Baby]
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Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
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Michael, (?), Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
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Dubbed all and wide open (whatever) whatever, my nigga
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Big (?) grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga
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Then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga
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But it's cool - I lost some hot boys, my nigga
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But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
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Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
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Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
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I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods
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Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack
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Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back
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Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back
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Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack
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I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black
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And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac
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[Hook - Turk]
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Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
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Get our grind on in the project hallway
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Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
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Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
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We hustle hustle everyday, all day
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Get our grind on in the project hallway
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Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
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Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
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[Mannie Fresh]
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What
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What
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What
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Remember when shit was a easy task
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Back in the days that passed
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When bitches use to cut class
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Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass
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Now everything fucked up
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Sure virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks
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Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck
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Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck
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Some say, "Play with your nose."
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Some say, "Fuck them hoes."
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Some say, "You're fat. Work out and get a six-pack."
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I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts."
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Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater
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Fuck
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We Hustle
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| Big Tymers |
