[Intro/Chorus 1]
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Yeah; I got my hustle dog
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I gets my hustle off, oxycontin hero-oine
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Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog
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Don't make me chop him off
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Chop chop chop chop, knock him off
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[ScHoolboy Q]
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Blood on the wall, death in the air
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Birds on the ground, pistols everywhere
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Devil's in the eyes, babies always cry
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Poppa never home, fuck it we all alone
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Tryin to get rich yeah that talkin right
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Grab me the beaker I'll measure the white
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Heat up the water, drop it in pot
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Baking soda and ice cubes make it rock
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Get you a saucer the razor go chop
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Get you a Glock and invest in a block
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Set up your shop, dare 'em to pop
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Fucked by the cop jacked his ass with a shot
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Ya ya!
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[Chorus 1]
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[Chorus 2]
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Cra-zayy; I got my hustle dog
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I gets my hustle on, prostitutes and raps and all
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Cra-zayy; I got my chopper dog
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Don't make me chop him off
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Knock knock knock knock, knock him off
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[ScHoolboy Q]
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Satan in your soul, let it take control
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Oxycontin fiends, keep the foil low
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Let the pill burn, inhale exhale it slow
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Let your heart explode, drop you to the flo'
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I gets the dough, I hustle hard
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Ace Hood ain't got shit on moi
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Green beans, 80's for sure
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They like what I'm talkin bout
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You know what I'm talkin bout?
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No syringes or nothin just heroins cousin smoke mufflers out
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[Chorus 1 + Chorus 2]
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[ScHoolboy Q]
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Only Lords knows, and only time'll tell
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Will I got to heaven, or will I burn in hell?
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Music in my mind, vibratin down my spine
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travels to my heart, shoulda been here from the start
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Now I get bread for my audio
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(Call me your pusher these bars that I'm pushin)
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You know I ain't talkin a Xanny bro
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(Nigga we on it be up by the mornin)
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You wreck a new bitch wearin panties though
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(Threw out my line) Fished up for sho'
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(nigga we eatin) You oughts to know
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(Put my big boy in her) nebulo
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There she blows, #HiiPower controllin
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Our hustle keep goin sh-shittin on niggaz
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Excuse all our colons, boss after boss
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Don't be pissed that we ballin we here for the moment
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(We gettin this cash) My flows be imported
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My bitch be imported, my grind get distorted
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Your life get deported, ch-ch-ch-ch-choppers deployin
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Loosin my brain while recordin on
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[Outro]
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[laughter]
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Q! [3X]
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Ooh-ooh! [3X]
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Yeahhhhh, Q!!
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Oxy Music
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| Schoolboy Q |
