Testi:
Juvenile Get Your Hustle On

new cars and shit Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch [Chorus 2X: Juvenile] Let me get my hustle on

new cars and shit Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch [Chorus 2X: Juvenile] Let me get my hustle on

Strapped with the chopper or get chopped trust that I'm drop or get dropped I bust back Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get

get tired We on fire, I wil' out and clap that ass up You heard of Juvenile bitch, "Back That Azz Up" C'mon!, get with it, jump on it and hit a corner

Welcome to the streets Chalk line white sheet regular we see it Less fortunate get treated like sum refugees But don't get fed up keep ya head up stay on

it out You know the lil' niggas that gon' get caught up in the gun fights Lil' niggas that trying to hustle And lil' things that'll do anything to get

Unconscious from that hay that they distribute on em streets My world was constantly spinnin from the Remy that was in me And we ain't half-stepped on

19 and I'm down for killing Just because a nigga rap dog don't get it twisted I send shots quick through your Jerseys and Filas My finger get to flicking

shoot first erasing every nigga on your set Two Timer my thug name i be thuggin in black more artillery than an army have reala serving you block you get