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toohda band$ - hustle talk lyrics

[intro]
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)
(funk or die)

[verse 1: toohda band$]
too many poles in this low, come try to touch me
off+white to the socks, weed smellin’ musty
it’s gon’ cost a lot of money if you wanna f+ck me
hit my mans for the sack, i don’t deal with junkies
police hit the lights, do the dash, got felonies on me
mama said the ‘za stink, she be smellin’ it on me
you can tell the drac’ on, you can see it be on me
if we can’t catch you, hit your fam and all of your homies
free rick and los, my n+ggas some donkeys
the latest fashion, it don’t cost, i don’t got it on me
i put the bags in her trunk, told her drive that for me
next time i get a chain, put a pyrеx on it

[verse 2: skinny t]
i told the b+tch, “you f+ck with me, come on, you gotta listеn”
these n+ggas hoes, most of ’em b+tches, ain’t no competition
n+ggas out here payin’ for promotion, i’m gettin’ paid by b+tches
everything you rap be all cap, we ain’t tryna listen
b+tches leavin’ hearts under my pictures, i ain’t tryna kick it
smokin’ collins ave, my ice on, chillin’ in the trenches
k bullets in the fn, it ain’t no need for stitches
was high as f+ck stompin’ through the hood, ain’t have a pot to p+ss in
every gun got a green beam, glock came with switches
b+tch know a n+gga from the hood, she know i’m from the trenches
we don’t f+ck with n+ggas over there, so we ain’t tryna kick it
know them n+ggas all cap, n+gga, we ain’t tryna listen

- toohda band lyrics

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