skatterman & snug brim - hustla lyrics
[intro: skatterman]
i’m just a hustler on the go
on the go
out here getting my propers, don’t you know?
don’t you know?
i’m living h+lla comfortable
large belt and all
jealous motherf+ckers would love to see me fall
but i won’t fall
cause i can’t fall, n+gga
yeah
all the motherf+ckin hustlers and hustlerettes, please report to the dance floor
get up off your asses and report to the motherf+ckin dance floor
like yes
[chorus: skatterman]
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
[verse 1: skatterman]
as a youngster, i always had hustle
you know that one little badass kid in your hood that always stayed in trouble
i never really played with toys
cause i was 8 years old making a hundred dollars a day for look out boy
michael ford drove a white one, revrend ronald had the red coope
[?] holla at them when the troops swoop
i give a yewk yu, and the cops come smoking a cig drinking his [?]
hand on the duse duse, if you ain’t from around here, you try to serve something, you get your tube loose
you don’t come up on your own, og’s ricrute you
[?] up in the zone, n+ggas will shoot you
b+tterfly baggage, with walki talkies and throwaways
[?] just for the yay
[?] just for the day
blunt smoker with the pistol just for the pain
[chorus: skatterman]
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
[verse 2: snug brim]
and that’s on the duse, my n+gga
cause now adays, the money come harder than a motherf+cker
hard head [?]
[?] hit you back wih the tool
pebles, stones and quarters on your block [?]
[?] fill the orders, a hundred a sack
[?]
as i’m layed off in your section, dumping n+ggas [?]
if i got it, you can grab it, just come get it and role
[/?] just hitting the door
that’s what’s up n+gga, [?]
[?] on my summer chain
[?] you never see [?]
i got a hundred g’s, n+gga remember that
[?]
[?] my splif [?]
[?]
[?] your b+tch ass
[chorus: skatterman]
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
[verse 3: skatterman]
though i made it out the block from grit, i still charge [?] 5 g’s on every block [?]
still fax n+ggas, not description
cause i am the game
so motherf+ckin hot, i’m sizzlin
always say you coppin chickens
well i did my research, and found out you ain’t got a pot to p+ss in
lil n+gga think you [?] just listen
all that tough sh+t you talkin leave you and your partners missing
i got cribs, got spots [?]
couple of [?] plus some wopsters pending
every other 5 sacks [?]
plus a picture of a new top notch i’m pimpin
i do this for my n+gga ricky [?]
my little cousin granet [?]
doing shows with twista, lil scr+ppy and trillville
drunk off remy martin, [?]
[chorus: skatterman]
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
i’m a hustla, if you a motherf+ckin hustla
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