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{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
What's the shorty?
whattup man
I'm the only nigga Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin' to the spot down, holla at me
Alright, on, Hova, line one}

a couple of suggestions of how you could finesse it
You find a dude in town, you send him a short
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way
But I got some soft white that's sure to back brown
I get butter all night
'Cause most don't know a brick from a bike
They keep buyin' white
And if you free tomorrow night we can meet and price
FYI, I never robbed in my life"

Or you a chick, shit, you hole up in her crib and
Let her introduce you town like her man
Shake hands, friends like it's all innocent
before they look up you sellin' the town cook-up
Or pimp, come up on that killer shit
Take a brick, smack him, then you sell it back to them
there Brooklyn?

Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma with that one
Make out a check for eight hundred
Jigga Man,

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
Whassup Sig? This Chris out the Young dog

I'm ready to smash these in the rap game
The niggaz too long with that advance money and shit

Talkin' chill, chill don't pay the bills
Yeah I that
I know you well dog
Let me holla at real
look, I got the perfect person for you, hold on
Bleek, two}

shorty, you wanna roll just give me the word
I ain't got time for a sentence all shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you cook find a bitch first
If you don't find a nigga who pitch first
You new in town, no red and in town, there's gangs
Don't get fresh, let 'em know you small
The strong move quiet, the weak start
We know you got a brick but sell 'em twenties 'til they

no credit, you know you sick with that gotta eat fetish
And other niggaz who gettin' it it
Make 'em an offer that can't refuse
He resists, box him in, he can't be moved
the rules, chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it
Get in, get out - a O.G.'s classic
900-Hustler, you it around
speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, holla at dog
What seem to be the problem young
Yo whattup, this murder def homicide nigga
I got two
Yo watch your mouth man
Fuck you mean watch my nigga?
Been on hold for about two hours
I don't give a fuck how long you been on the
Shut the up! Matter of fact, hold on
I know this nigga ain't just put, put me on man
bullshit, ass elevator music
Free, pick up five}

First things first, watch what you say out mouth
When you talkin' on the phone to
Never play the house, think drought, keep heat in the
When you sittin' in the presence of
hold out, pull out, throw heat and be out
If a nigga think that he touchin' ya
Lay low, get cake, whip all over the
Stash dough, yay with, right amount of bake
(Hoe!)

too close went right around his place
(Yo!)
You stoppin' dough when we clutchin' the
I know you "Friend or Foe," this ain't different from that
Make sure you got your four-four and he can slip if he
Young, Jon Benet doin' a tonight and yo
Until you up stay away from them and whores
Three smuts, two and a Dyke
Can one-three rumbles two streaks and a pipe for sure

And if it's tight, then he might come for more
Nine and four, back and forth
to summer, 1-900-Hustler
Pass the number 'til you're stackin'
Tell you how to weigh shit wet and more
I take cash or write the out to F-R
Two E's, be two G's
And forget my money I'm comin' for all ki's, nigga

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy dog
Yo whattup young, you put me on hold earlier man happened
Yeah you stupid
MDKHN, Watch your man
You talkin' all on the phone
Fuck you this the,
Get hotline or somethin' motherfucker?
Yo, my bad man, my bad
I I was talkin' reckless earlier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two But listen

Just me how to move this shit man
I'm hardly half a wing back nigga, holla
Get a job, at Purdue!}