payroll giovanni - hustle muzik 3 lyrics
[verse]
f-ck what a n-gg- say and how a hoe feel
to be real, i make more scrill’ with no deal
to be real, i make more scrill’ on blow deals
sippin’ on dom and cri’s when they had more chill
i been getting cash, been flipping grams
been had a bag, boy you been broke, you been had a cas’
benz with the tag, offset rims [?]
kids pointhing brat, everytime they see me p-ss
how i emerge from the trenches
now the watch cost a whole bird on you b-tches
n-gg-s think we equal, man a nerve for you n-gg-s
i’m sure you heard of me before i heard of you n-gg-s, purppin’ -ss n-gg-s
i took nothing to make something, gotta respect that
this motherf-cking game owe me time to go collect that
lost a lil’ work in the mill’ but i ain’t sweat that
just minor setbacks, i know the game so i expect that
n-gg-s sittin’ round broke, lettin’ time p-ss
before that i break a o, down to dime bags
the first step to gettin’ money is just get up off your -ss
get your own lane, find the gas then you mash
lame n-gg-s throwing shots, ignore the sh-t and laugh
ball on they broke -ss that’s how you hurt them back
bosses press b-ttons, just sit back no chit chat
no who did what, no back and forth you just get clapped
b-tches see the coupe and ask me can they come get kidnapped
one night and you won’t get this b-tch back, this sh-t facts
two toned rollie on cause the chains mixmatch
game full of goofy sh-t, i’m bout to bring the sh-t
boy, i had to rescue my whole family with a half track
told ’em we ain’t struggling no more, period that’s that
i turned my granny house into a spot, lord forgive me
had her house full of narcotics, cash and semi’s
rip my brother rj, i know he with me
he the reason why all them cases and bullets miss me
sippin’ on louie 13 this ain’t no remy
in the h-llcat with soft, this ain’t no hemi
drug family, i’m a wise guy
you internet n-gg-s ain’t connected, you need wifi
me and neph somwhere outta town sippin’ mai tai’s
detroit n-gg- with some california mob ties
where i’m from lil’ kids is k!llers, daddy’s is dealers
most n-gg-s is fake, sh-t some hoes be realer
[?] and heroine so my clothes chinchilla
i’m on the grind everyday cause the goal is get her
a couple m’s, yeah it gotta be a win
top down on the coupe, hair blowing in the wind
i’m just tryna make more, way more then i can spend
first rule when pushing forward, don’t you look back again
my past full of scales and o’s
now it’s sales from shows
i bounced back from them l’s i rose
two diamond chains on, one white one rose
can tell i don’t like pictures, when i strike my pose
i’m from a different cloth
all these fake k!llers, man you n-gg-s is soft
i know exactly who i am, you n-gg-s lost
i can p-wn a chain and get a brick of soft and get it off
the only way i’m splitting profit with you if we split the cost
a lot of these n-gg-s remarks, sound how b-tches talk
always got they hand out and wanna know my cash route
wanna know what this cost and how much i did pay for it
if you ain’t got tough skits and sets you ain’t made for it
cash wanna know if we real, i gotta find it out
i can’t help i’d happed to be, when n-gg-s lying ’bout
when you f-ck me, just know you f-cking with the d
payroll, the one on one, but this is hustle muzik 3
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