I be thinking bout' a whole lotta ways of getting paid
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And got a lot of ways of getting mine, all the time
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If you got it, then I want it, that shit don't stop
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Let me get that out ya' nigga
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Still we closing down shop
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And taking hits at the same time, trying to maintain my ends
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Fuck a benz, I'm trying to get a Land Rover
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Riding down Magnolia, hit the horn at the real soldiers
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Fuck the ones who wanna see me dead all over in Angola
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Have 'em saying "Damn, that boy done came up, he done got famous"
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And "I know you couldn't test that nigga, cause he was on that dust"
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Yeah I caught a joce, but that just was my wake up call
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A year and 6, back in town with a lot of rounds
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They said I'm tripping, I've got a gift that God gave me
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I'll be slipping, I'm crazy, I'm a hustler
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[hook]
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Hustlin' is a habit, we gots to get our paper
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Straight mob niggas, touching 6 figures on these capers [x4]
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I be an artist like Picasso, when it come to these jacks
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Flood my nostrils with this powder, boy you surf to get wet
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I need it all in one pop, cause boy my habit can't wait
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Get tough, kiss this M-11, and quality on like a safe
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See, my trigger finger's shaky, got a bad taste in my mouth
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See my nose starting to run and that mean that time bout' out
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You know the ghetto's trying to kill me
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Thats why I'm giving it to you raw
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Fuck what you heard about a nigga, and believe what you saw
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Since life or death in these streets, and my seeds gotta eat
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The lord gave law to the land
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The strong survive by the weak
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Don't play no games, cause I'm tweaking, and you know whats next
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Get ass-hole Luke out on the floor, oh yeah come up out that there Rolex
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Thats on the G to the H to the O-S-T
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Hustlin' is a habit and there ain't no cure for me
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[hook x4]
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FUCK PEACE, its a violent society
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I'm lacking the currency, but shit I need the bread so I can eat
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Cops stop it, they don't purify the streets, nigga from Smack Meets
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Cause I tell it how it be
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Some dope fiends owe me, so they got they ass beat
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Such a cold world, wicked ghetto tragedy (your telling me)
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I got soldiers with forces and traits from Angola
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Pelican fate, meal quick at your atrophy
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Tell me why it has to be, cause I'm a G
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So many fake ass hoes and foes
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Thats how the world goes
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Billy Block owed double kilos, she load the steel-o
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We on the D-low
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Don't make me push it aside like Rico
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We getting money in my Bubblelaud Benz
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[?] and Magnolia Slim
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Boy, why these suckers try to do me
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Why they mad
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Cause I'm influenced by niggas who make they own movies
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While you acting moody, Crooked pass me the tooly
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I'm a tuck 'em farther down till they do me
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They be shining like African rubies
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I'ma a real hustler nigga....
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[hook]
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Hustlin' Is A Habit
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