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Only mess with those hustlers |
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Never mess with those bustas |
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Only role with those hustlers |
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Never mess with no bustas |
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B-legit: |
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Addyup(?) cuz' they done fucked |
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Wit a nigga tryin' to get a buck |
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I leave 'em stuck posted up at a stand still |
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Beat the case off of dan vill (?) |
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Now i'm back for the overkill, hundred dollar bills |
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Stuffed in the duffel bag (duffel bag) |
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5 pounds in the back of the deuce rag |
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So harm could ya, would ya help the big fella' |
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Tell 'em how you about that scrilla |
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Harm: |
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It goes down like brandy |
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Peruvian, mother of pearl, caucasion white bitch |
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Dirty white girl, uncut raw like eddy |
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Sharp like a 'chete |
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Steady on the program |
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With missions to get fetti |
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And i'm ready |
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On the pedal heavy when i smash |
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The same muthafucka that hit the gas and dash |
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To the other side on the down low |
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'cuz i only deal with hustlers not bustas you know |
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Only mess with those hustlers |
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Never mess with those bustas |
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Only role with those hustlers |
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Never mess with no bustas |
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B-legit: |
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And not too many get to ride with me |
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And you know how a punk ass bitch can be |
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A snitch to me |
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Heart pump on hundred |
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And probably ain't neva' gonna' have no money |
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Harm: |
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I know the same situations |
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But know the vocations to a brother that's lack |
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No muscles in your crack |
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What happened to all the days that you spent hustlin' |
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Now everytime i see ya' you be strugglin' |
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B-legit: |
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The batch betta have my cav |
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And keep the shit comin like the little big rabbit |
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Dag nabbit |
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I gotta have it to support |
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Can't come up short |
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So i'm still selling with the super sport |
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Harm: |
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I'm still independent |
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But in a minute i'ma be laughing |
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I got it straight from b-legit |
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Told me, harm you can have this |
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So i had to get to focus |
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Left fools all wet |
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No jokin' in this game that i play |
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And representin' with hustlers eryday |
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Only mess with those hustlers |
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Never mess with those bustas |
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Only role with those hustlers |
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Never mess with no bustas |
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Harm: |
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A funkin we goin' go |
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In a carpice fo' door |
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Ready for war |
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Suspects get took |
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Playin' the wrong crooks |
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Legit, harm wit firearm |
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And you quiet like storm |
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B-legit: |
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In-fra-red |
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Niggaz fled from the street side |
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From a nigga droppin' mess in a fleet side |
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Niggaz ride to blast wit no mass in the broad daylight |
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See i neva fuck with bustas at night |
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Harm: |
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Game tight |
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'cuz the game be thick |
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Gotta watch out who ya fuk wit |
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'cuz bustas die quick |
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So legezee |
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Would you let ya' playa pezee knezee |
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How it goes dezee in the tezee |
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B-legit: |
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For shezee |
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The savage moves chickens like a mexican |
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And i'm back to writin' bad ass checks again |
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Well check yo' chin |
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Bitch believe that |
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Stays nathin' but game so receive that |
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(x2) |
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Only mess with those hustlers |
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Never mess with those bustas |
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Only role with those hustlers |
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Never mess with no bustas |
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Harm: (x4) |
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Only mess with huslters right |
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Now baby like to roll with me |