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bandgang masoe - knock the hustle lyrics

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[intro: bandgang masoe]
don’t knock that n-gga hustle (x4)
tell me where to start, i been through h-ll and back
i was on my -ss, broke, they don’t remember that
tell me where was yal, and where was yal?
where was yal,and where was yal?
when we was whipping them sticks out, like get it all
don’t knock that n-gga hustle

[verse 1: bandgang masoe]
every real n-gga gotta feel this
when i was f-cked up all we tried to do was k!ll sh-t
mills was lock, we weren’t out here on no mil sh-t
gave my dog a l, yal start taking l’s every since
on snoop, i wouldn’t lie, right hand to the sky
take a n-gga life before you ever see my mama cry
don’t knock my hustle, i’m just tryna get some muscle
i need born made dinner, big cuffs on the buckle
used to dip to different states, [?]
til bro popped a n-gga, mix his -ss like [?]
mama called me 30 times, like boy get out the house
told her -ss bye, mixing pills and a half ounce
don’t knock my hustle, all i’m tryna do is bubble
i got 50, you got 25, that;s only if i love you
f-ck the prosecutor, she a freak b-tch that’s gonna f-ck you
let these people buy these pills
how you f-cking up my hustle, money

[hook: bandgang masoe]
tell me where to start, i been through h-ll and back
i was on my -ss, broke, they don’t remember that
tell me where was yal, and where was yal?
where was yal,and where was yal?
when we was whipping them sticks out, like get it all
don’t knock that n-gga hustle (x9)

[verse 2: shredgang mone]
last night i had a dream, me and mas copped a hundred seals
fell asleep on the road, god can you grab the wheel
we ain’t just talking in these songs, we do this sh-t for real
my granny praying that i stop, i’m praying i get a deal
cause if i don’t , i don’t know what i’ma do
i’m in these streets all day, i’m tryna cash me a coupe
i’m tryna hit the bronx stabbing something missing a roof
you didn’t do what i did, you couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes
lord please tell me why they wanna knock my hustle
if you ain’t part of my family, i swear to god i don’t trust you
tell a b-tch what she wanna hear, i swear to god i don’t love you
that glock on my side dog, i swear to god i’ll bust you
but where was yal, when we was broke and ain’t have sh-t
hustling all day for a new wardrobe, and a bad b-tch
it feel good hitting the mall dog, and just cash sh-t
next time they have they hands out, my n-gga just ask this

[hook: bandgang masoe]
tell me where to start, i been through h-ll and back
i was on my -ss, broke, they don’t remember that
tell me where was yal, and where was yal?
where was yal,and where was yal?
when we was whipping them sticks out, like get it all
don’t knock that n-gga hustle (x9)



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