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peezy - hustle lyrics

[verse 1: peezy]
we the syrup gang, all we do is pour
all the b+tches love us, all the jewlers know
with some bad b+tches, drinking julio
and when that bag touch, we make it julio
75, 35, the clearest water
soon as i touch down, he gon’ clear me out
you don’t hear what i’m saying? n+gga, hear me out
20 band turn around, b+tch, you hear me now?
got an 8th [?] got an [?]
that’s a rich n+gga sprite, it cost a bankroll
backwood stuffed with dope, look like i can’t roll
and free my hustle boy fam, n+gga, case closed

[chorus: peezy]
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
[verse 2: team eastside lil p]
i’m a boss, sell work and don’t touch it
igga, i can make a band doing nothing
i’m a hustle boy, n+gga, where the money?
got 20 on me now, all hundreds
f+cking with the syrup gang, got me sipping lean
it ain’t the same, without the sprite and beans
i just got connected with a kingpin
break bread with my squad, watch my team win
turn around for the double up
double back on the n+gga til i double up
broke n+gga, better hustle up
’cause we gon’ ball til we fall, ain’t no stopping us

[chorus: peezy]
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
gotta get my hustle on
i get my hustle on
i gotta get my hustle on
[verse 3: hb twin]
i hustle, i get it
the road, i hit it
your ho, i did it
your bro, he snitching
44’s, be whistling
new year, n+gga, spent stacks on [?]
got some new gear, n+gga, [?] my denom
got a new b+tch, n+gga, eat my d+ck while i’m chilling
blowing on crumbs, sipping on ac, it got me feeling
like f+ck these n+ggas, i’ma grind up on a million
winter time, long sleeves, put the foreign up
but i don’t drive, b+tch, i’m in the back pouring up
b+tch, i’m balling, i ain’t came [?] warm up
i’m riding through the red zone [?] up

- peezy lyrics

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