txx will - hustlers theme lyrics
[verse 1: lejo]
i turned a couple of answers into a couple of keys
i’ll be out of the dope game in a couple of weeks
run through a couple of freaks, smack a couple of cheeks
i’m stealth off the radar, f+ck the police
i got connections and plugs, with lectures and drugs
we party till folding, breakfast with a thug
secret societys, illegal organizations
i come with people with power, the heart of the nation
that’s in miami florida, or sweets in vegas
life can be outragious, listen i can take us
my track record is that of a good erner
keep a stack, and smoke good berner
big business man, down to the n+ggas that grit
f+cking with us, they need another us [?]
for a half, get a young n+gga the blast
i think i’m getting [?] from getting so much cash
[chorus: txx will]
money baby, i know how to make it
you on top of the game, i’m stripping it naked
bring it back to basics, money baby
it’s making my city go
crazy for [?], keep that hustle theme [?]
[verse 2: txx will]
catch me in the inner city midnight rolling with the top down
[?] i’m thinking not now
see all the things, hard work done payed off
i’m counting money while them other cats get laied off
but i don’t trip, cause i’m the man behind the scenes now
still stacking paper and enjoying finer things now
[?] everybody knows me
with a pocket full of cheese, that’s the way it’s supposed to be
i’m in and out of town, with midnight flights
ariving at 6 am, and returning the same night
i make moves and i don’t be seen
and when i do be seen, you do believe i do be [?]
getting my money how i did it, spend it just how i live it
hustling how i kick it, ain’t n0body f+cking with it
i roll with hustlers, make your gang seem irelevant
so much money, enough to choak a f+cking elephant
[chorus: txx will]
money baby, i know how to make it
you on top of the game, i’m stripping it naked
bring it back to basics, money baby
it’s making my city go
crazy for [?], keep that hustle theme [?]
[verse 3: sundae]
know what the price be, sundae she so icey
tight jeans and a wifebeater, your whole neck chroam, but not me
heard you don’t like me, my wrist rapped in ice pink
my lips clap like po+po, better get off me
show them who the boss be, show them how to ball things
show you how to turn a soft packet to a hard key
i charge a large fee, [?]
28 inches on your b+tches, or you get ran over
you know the plans over, f+cking you and your mans over
i’m like the police, in these streets i got a damb quota
so flip a whole quarter, a quarter every hour
you know i did that, dollars, turn around and flip that dollar
know i need the block, i bleed the block
i coke, dope and weed the block
ecstosy the block, you know i need the block
i bleed the block, i coke, dope and weed the block
cause kc the block
[chorus: txx will]
money baby, i know how to make it
you on top of the game, i’m stripping it naked
bring it back to basics, money baby
it’s making my city go
crazy for [?], keep that hustle theme [?]
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