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payroll giovanni & cardo - feel good 2 be a hustla lyrics

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[intro: payroll]
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good (d+mn, it feel good)

[chorus: payroll]
you out here in the streets, tryin’ to find a way to bubble (find a way to bubble)
and stack you up a couple
you make that money double, and you stay away from suckas (stay away from suckas)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (yah)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good

[verse 1: payroll]
4+1
wake up to a phone ringin’, full of plays
choppa on the nightstand, ‘cause the attic full of yay
when the feds took my mans, all i could do is pray
that he hold his head up and stay silent every day (free b)
pull my work in the trunk and head to a sale
is today my day to get stopped? only time will tell (i hope not)
even though i’m ridin’ dirty with some bold l’s
i’m tryin’ to make it home safe and take no l’s
got a another play on the other side of town
told him get his money straight, call you when i get around
phone keep ringin’ all day, i’m gettin’ dough
some days this is how it goes, yesterday sh+t was slow
i’m busy all day, i got no time for a ho
unless she gone let me slide through late at four
i ran with the og’s that sold ki’s and whole p’s
but only me gon’ feed me (real sh+t)
[chorus: payroll]
you out here in the streets, tryin’ to find a way to bubble (find a way to bubble)
and stack you up a couple
you make that money double, and you stay away from suckas (stay away from suckas)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (yah)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good

[verse 2: payroll]
pack gettin’ low, i gotta reup (reup)
so, i’m at the edge of my bed, countin’ cheese up (yuh)
i done missed money all day waitin’ on my plug
but when he come, he come correct, and he show that love (yeah)
work touched, i picked it up in a lowkey (lowkey)
got on my seatbelt, watchin’ for the police (yuh)
i rather be on the beach, rockin’ a froze piece
but now, i’m paranoid ‘til i reach bro street (i’m pullin’ up)
state troopers got behind me, i almost panicked
started prayin’, then they switched lanes from me and vanished
this the only way i know to hustle up on a mansion
no cars backin’ up, the only time i got plastic
now, i’m in the club, dressed in the best, diamonds vvs
shinin’ from my neck to my chest
champagne out the bucket, tell ‘em bad hoes to grab ‘em a glass (go ahead)
next day, i’m flyin’ down the ave, doin’ a dash
[chorus: payroll]
you out here in the streets, tryin’ to find a way to bubble (find a way to bubble)
and stack you up a couple
you make that money double, and you stay away from suckas (stay away from suckas)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (yah)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good (it feel good)

[bridge: payroll]
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good to be a hustla (a hustla)
d+mn, it feel good

[outro: payroll]
yeah (yeah), get money (get money)
n+ggas in the streets (n+ggas in the streets)
bylug (bylug)



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