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c-struggs - why not hustle (intro) lyrics

[intro]
the still hold they nuts, ho
yeah, uhh, b-tch, yeah
let’s get it

[verse: 1]
spot jumpin’ phone bumpin’ i got whatchu need
smokin’ keisha wit’ lateisha, we baggin’ up g’s
my trap hit, bad b-tch, shawty such a freak
met this hoe in v.i.p then had her in the sheets
say she love a street n-gga, say i make her weak
say i love to deal wit’ her, she make me complete
i got bands comin’ in, yeah, that’s how we eat
if you ain’t out here gettin’ money, thug, take a seat
house full of breakdowns, nothin’ for the low
met up [?] wit’ them thangs he lettin’ ’em go
told me [?] come get ’em and go
i woke up countin’ dollar bills and juggin’ my dope
everything i ever wanted i ever wanted i got it from lean
not to mention, xan bars and packs of the green
i used to be a good boy runnin’ footb-lls
till i seen my first band, i was hooked dawg

[chorus]
yeah, i’m back up in the hood, right back where i started
couple breakdowns, didn’t know how to afford it
livin’ wit’ the cutthroats, livin’ r-t-rded
hopin’ god forgive me and know that i’m sorry
i jumped back in the booth, i do this sh-t for the streets
i jumped back in the booth, i do this sh-t for the streets
me and mustard dropped this e-p for the streets
these n-ggas said they overtalkin’ me, feed the streets

[verse: 2]
the kid was poor -ss f-ck, i had to have the luck
no, i ain’t wanna die, i had to man up
flat broke wit’ three kids, time to rise up
i hit the studio and gave my whole life up
i’m just at real n-gga, had to deal with ’em
n-ggas held they nuts on me, i got real with ’em
my feet [?], she couldn’t deal, n-gga
i sacrificed a whole lot, that’s why i’m ill, n-gga
the ghetto raised a thug, i put it in these songs
cutthroat, five n-ggas spit it, never wrong
from what these n-ggas talkin’, i came for the throne
if you wit’ the opposition i come for your throne

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