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yung quis - hustler lyrics

[intro: yung quis big herk]
rj always trippin’ man (rj always trippin’ man)
uh, uh huh
yung quis, n-gg-‘s know, big herk
got your back in the tame in the motherf-cking building n-gg-
whatever uh, nope
real rap n-gg-

[chorus: yung quis]
i’m just a n-gg- out the projects tryna get a couple of mill
stay away from the fake and only f-ck with the real
bank account no fool and i’m hustlin’ still
8 day tryna double the skrill i’m just a motherf-ckin’ hustler (hustler, hustler, hustler)
yeah, i’m just a motherf-ckin’ hustler (hustler, hustler, hustler)
uh, (i’m just a motherf-ckin’ hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler)

[verse 1: yung quis]
money over 8 thing ain’t sh-t change
i don’t grind this hard to remain the same
new range 24’s on it lane to lane and if i ever switched up then i changed the game
i’m the real life ghost n-gg- ain’t no fluke
me and floss bought a club but it ain’t no truth
say i’m slain n’ [?] but it ain’t no proof
give a f-ck who watchin’ think i ain’t go shoot then you a fool
hit his house till it ain’t no roof, get the kids out
wonder why it ain’t bounce back, i took a big out
rap what i live, bout to live what i’m rappin’
all facts rich for real, no capin’
sittin’ back relaxin’ and countin’ them blue thangs
one of my old hoes just wanna get new flames
i’m crazy as hussaine, ask around
certified real n-gg- till the cash come down

[verse 2: big herk]
i was raised in the streets, that’s all a n-gg- ever knew
blazed in the heat like f-ck ’em all that was never you
all theses rapper claimin’ that they rich n-gg- that’s a lie
always talkin’ bout’ they won’t snitch then they testify
n-gg-s say they block hot man burnin’ up (blazin’)
i had to hustle now i stop tryna earn a buck (uh huh)
i can’t slip chasin’ [?] with my burner tuck (strap)
bullets flyin’ all over the place better learn to duck (uh huh)
50 trait n-gg- welcome to the terradome (welcome)
f-ck buffs you get snuff for a pair of phones (for real)
it gets deep like a n-gg- singin’ baritone
yeah [?] jones they murdered him for his hearin’ bones (d-mn)
one squeeze on my index finger and the ak it spray like windex cleaner (woah)
n-gg- i’m ot tryna get home in one piece (yeah)
it’s big herk with my nephew lil keef

- yung quis lyrics

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