with muscle. Hear a crew of guys utilize they skills. Bang out hang out slang out work and hustle. Flip techniques over boogie bangin' beats. A street fleet with Moet, dank and
of clips at a time Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah Hang out and hustle
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bear with me, hang with us, same niggers go to jail with me Bang with the outlaw click, six since I came out, pull out my pistol, And blow your brains
money, this I know But I still love hood money, I gets my dough And as a youngster, a nigga went to so much church And still turned out fucked up, I did
You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to fold it Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold it It's plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves
ass nigga You just like to hang around 'em And run your mouth with bitches and tellin' em how you down And tellin' em you da man And tellin' em how you
they stomped you, and beat you, and dragged you out You said they heard they got me, and that I doubt! Street smarts and most y'all punks ya need heart
wall all night I'd never take a chance So afraid I wouldn't get on that dance floor Unless I was really drunk 10 shots But I found a place where the stars hang out And
my thing Check out my car Check out my chain Me and you We are not the same You be fakin with it I let my nuts hang That alfa flow plus a nitty beat
M-A-double-N I smoke joke and grin, and fuck your best friend Only if she a ten, then I slide right in Boogee and DJ Spin, be thunder and lightenin' Damn
Round and Round and? Dirty drop the beat, go round and watch this beat go Round and Round and? Dirty let the beat go Dirty I Got This Round and Round and
into a dime, in primetime Rap cats see the seventh sign Spit the game to your heart, soul, and ya mind It was "Crackin Like Pastachios" Like Robert Repper this and
a fat blunt I contemplate the brakes on this rap stuff I'm on the chase and can't slow down now And checkin the trap, and scan all around town That's
turf [Andre Nickatina] The G'S come in three's like piano keys If your honey going buzzin' with those honey bees And banana tree's and fly can of peas And
through ya hood or ya block We, WOOOOH! Louder! WOOOOH! Prouder! WOOOOH! [S] Remain calm, ladies on line because we gettin our game on, and anybody breakin up the hustle and
movies and the music taught me how to do it And how to build a crew, and how to get it moving Supply and demand came and held my hand Should've seen me
my momma out this 2 bedroom apartment Buy my niece and nephew clothes help my sister get her car fixed And what's the use of having to hustle if your