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chuuwee, money montage & eli mcfly – hussle great lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: eli mcfly]
this that real gas, boy, i ain’t come to play
i plan to go out like a legend ’cause my hustle great
n+ggas beefing, that ain’t beef, n+gga, up the stakes
i swear, this year, all my n+ggas ’bout to up they rates
you got a better chance of seeing god than seeing me
i shined a little, now it’s big glow like cmg
i duck and weave the bullsh+t like i be ali
f+ck n+ggas hating on the king, they on my t+i+p
i heard your sh+t and it ain’t sound that clever
and that b+tch you tryna chase, would i hound that? never
we could take tеn pases, do an all out western
i lovе a brown game but jordan made it look better
me and money had enough, so it’s up for you n+ggas
tlc in the nineties, had enough of you n+ggas
tried to treat you like a bank, can’t be trusting you n+ggas
but you would lose it, so you can’t celebrate ws with us

[verse 2: chuuwee]
wagwan too sad to bmws, still don’t f+ck with you
or any other mother suckers, too, but thanks for coming through
gundam coupe sipping hundred proof, up the boogie on
now i think i wanna shoot each and every one of you
i funnel loot out the street, count it, swung a hummer through
how did you escape the bungalo? that sh+t is tough as you
but you be doing what them suckers do ’cause you buggabrew
i up a cool twenty on her, man if she got bubble, [?], f+ck you, too
i heard some n+ggas had some shade for me
they ain’t got no fades for me, go out in a blaze glory
just stay in your lane, torey, no more la parties
we just shooting sh+t but shoot a b+tch and she’ll go meg on me
big pimp limping like a n+gga sprained a leg on him
sicker than a play, covid ain’t got sh+t to [?]
move like amongst us, it’s imposters in circumference
need a half ounce of fungus, i’ll deal with these conundrums
hold on
sh+t i be spitting is like needle acupuncture
you don’t even have to wonder, we gon’ beat his ass to slumber
i don’t even have to love her, i don’t need it, i don’t cuff her
heart colder than in denver, i should buy this sh+t a puffer
puff daddy blowin’ cali’ gas, i don’t pass, n+gga
passed out, no more time inside the hourglass, n+gga
n+ggas loyal to some weenies, why you down for that n+gga?
all the punches like tekken, seven, counter that, n+gga
[outro]
oh, and, and at the end of the day, you don’t like the way [?] sound
that’s how you get some money
you know what i mean? learn about some ++++
and, end of the day, it’ll turn into cash
the information will turn into cash

- chuuwee money montage eli mcfly lyrics

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