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matty cent – hustle up (feat. exelon) lyrics

[intro: exelon & matty cent]
exelon he gat a sp+ceship
woo
yay its matty here

[verse: matty cent]
yeah its fucc sh+t
yeah i told em real n+ggas get to working
sorry ass is the n+gga getting worked up
if a n+gga burst down won’t get locked up
had to pull up overtime making rules yeah
said you silly then don’t pull up breaking rules yeah
looking jacked up n+gga get to working
yeah i told em real n+ggas get to working
n+gga get to working (yah)
fucc it i flipped gymnastics
wayback i gat me crew at the streets
we done flippin we aim for the bag is the thing
lottery sh+ts get a better chance
n+gga want hang wit us
finna might check on ma stats do not snitch on us
we gat the dope on a low do not pressure us (wait bounce back)
matty in the woods gettin lit (lit)
its matty on fleek yeah
n+gga one time said he gat double the dope inna week
like a motherf+cker running from pain n+gga washed up
40 we spent on the b+tch its a drop top
had to pull up overtime making rules yeah
said you silly then don’t pull up breaking rules yeah
n+gga down wisen up get a refill
n+gga down wisen up get a refill (yah n+gga)
sip no lean
certified we diggin real n+ggas on lean
n+ggas ain’t mean
two tones drip
lotta ma deeds gonn’ stay onna low yeah
switching hoes like a pimp ain’t life
n+gga no beef we gonn’ say it on skype (skype)
work it up hustle up get paid (work it up)
work it up hustle up get rich (grrr baow)
n+gga’s on timing
certified we diggin real n+ggas been grinding
n+ggas like boom hit a millie one time
burst down cartiers all on ma flesh then i pull up like will then he act like he griffin this n+gga be trippin like uncle martini
bad b+tch wanna succ on ma p+n+s
no major no minor we work on basis (yah n+gga)
you lazy af n+gga
you don’t gat smoke wit the gang (the gang)
if n+ggas ain’t playing then we all gonn’ make it like pablo escobar on god lets do it
like a black out
n+ggas wanna steal from the king gettin strapped up
fucc that sh+t onetime is gonna get ya
runnin from pain lil n+gga you’re messed up
work hard double up no one’s gonn’ help ya n+gga
they screaming for help
well some of ma n+ggas like please
n+gga like please
n+gga like please
i don’t wanna fucc wit those n+ggas for real
look i ain’t greedy i wanna just help you
you n+gga is gang
n+ggas ain’t gang
lil b+tch she runnin she panicking yeah
n+ggas ain’t gang but they yappin on faxxx
n+gga dead (baow)
[outro: matty cent & exelon]
we did it (p++sy)
we did again n+gga (p++sy is p++sy) uhh
we did it
you n+ggas is dead
(exelon he gat a sp+ceship)

- matty cent lyrics

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