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Put your money where your mouth is |
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D-Loc ain't playing |
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I know cats like you that are broke just claiming |
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Ain't saying nothing just flapping your lips |
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Just running your mouth because you can talk some shit |
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Ain't got nothing to show for busting cool ass raps |
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But that's cool with me dog where your money at |
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I'm talking about the hustle even if your fresh see you're wack |
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I get paid homey rubber band man stacks |
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Give me a five and |
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I'll make it a twenty |
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Give me a fifty and |
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I'll turn into a couple a hunnies |
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Give me ten g's and |
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I'll show you what |
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I can doJohnny |
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Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing loot |
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I used to slang and serve sacks on a day to day basis |
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Now I serve and slang raps fill my beats with bass |
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It's a game it's a hustle we all paper chasing |
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On the road for two months coming home with bacon |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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You can't stop this |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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Don't even try kid |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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We world wide now |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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Koast II Koast blaow |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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The game's all the same |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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Just trying to make some change |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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It's time to build the stacks |
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You can't stop our hustle |
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So where the hustlers at |
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Everybody knows |
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I got cops on the payroll |
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So just lay low until |
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I say soWhen that whistle blow we'll all be splitting dough |
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Nobody act dumb until the orders come |
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There will be enough cheese to spread for everyone |
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Making legal money and the feds hate it |
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Real underdogs most underrated |
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We got the underground locked branded and spaded |
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Watch me get my boogie on and flex this muscle |
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Ten years later |
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D-Loc still on the hustle |
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I'm a get my grind on dig them out with a shovel |
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Keep stacking my chips then watch my ends bubble |
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Let the double double stack them up to the ceiling |
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When this shit's all done with |
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I'll be worth a million |
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Watch me shine just let me smoke this bud |
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Let me drink this cocktail |
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I feel like getting' fucked up[CHORUS] |
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I'm gonna hustle until the wheels fall off |
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Keep on going out for mine never punching a clock' |
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Cause the hustle don't stop the game waits for nobody |
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Just trying to make some cash like my last name was |
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GottiStay on the grind like |
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Independent trucks |
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Fifty fifty five-o let me know what's up |
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And you can still catch me on the streets of |
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P-TownI can still add sacks all the way to a pound |
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Don't matter none what you say or what you do |
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Throw salt in the game but it's coming right back at you |
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Snitches and bitches dirty rats and double crossers |
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Fuck off we the underground bosses |
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Fuck off like |
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Shaggy 2 Dope said |
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These are family ties we all breaking bread |
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LegendaryYou eat crumbs from the table |
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Wipe your mouth you're dropped from the label[CHORUS] |
