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hustle gang – nothin about me lyrics

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[verse 1: doe b]
why these n+ggas flexin on instagram?
in the kitchen, whippin up instant grams
got big [?], got fish and yams
i’m in the chevy, but i ride it like it’s a lamb
i’ve been balling so hard, my wrist done jammed
my sneakers squeaked, i done k!lled them again
my jesus pieces got [?] in them
different color diamonds, like f+ck i’m shining
all i f+ck is quarters, i don’t f+ck with dimes
going flip mode like busta rhymes
flip bricks though, i might bust a rhyme
[?] payed for my studio time
b+tch give a n+gga brain, let me tooter your mind
b+tch get up out my lane, this the newest sh+t i [?]
[?] to the top
damb i blew up on they ass, i done defeated the odds
f+cked your b+tch one time, got the key to the house
you don’t even know it, i got keys in your house
i’m a dog ass n+gga, left flees in your house
ungreatful ass ho, i’ll skeet in your mouth
pour champagne on that b+tch [?]
[?] let my n+gga [?]
n+ggas looking p+ssed off, cause i’m really the sh+t
but i set this b+tch off like billy the kid
[chorus: doe b]
better ask these n+ggas bout me
better ask these b+tches bout me
better ask these n+ggas bout me
better ask these b+tches bout me
cause n+gga, you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me

[verse 2: trae tha truth]
i’m the one from texas, young truth is trill
what the f+ck you heard? b+tch i’m a king for real
bought a new [?] call it over the hill
see n+ggas [?] tryna get him a meal
sitting in my lamborgini [?] doozy
all i do is get money [?] losing
get your ass up in a jam, like you playing with uzis
your ass in hot water, like you in a jacuzi
sh+t don’t stop, sitting on top
hustle gang, n+gga just raised my stock
don’t [?] all these n+ggas do rocks
pop your sh+t, all [?] do glocks
in the kitchen, how i pay for the keys
in an all blue auti [?]
[?] never play with the [?]
i put it all up in the stash i got from [?]
[verse 3: t.i.]
n+gga, you ain’t really talkin bout sh+t
if you ain’t talking bout money [?]
[?] to the ground
somebody hold them up for me
any place in the a you can name, i run it
you p+ssy n+ggas want something?
any day we can pull up where you [?]
[?] you can tell them i done it
sucker n+gga runnin off at the mouth like a [?]
before i run up in your house, drop a hundred or 2
you ever see me with the burner in my hand, i blast it
[?] 50 k high fashion
[?] half a mill
[?] came a long way from [?]
[?] hating [?] get wacked low key
you better ask bout me

[chorus: doe b]
better ask these n+ggas bout me
better ask these b+tches bout me
better ask these n+ggas bout me
better ask these b+tches bout me
cause n+gga, you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me
n+gga you don’t know nothin bout me



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