The make the hustlas Hustlas the world go round The is made of keys, ounces and pounds The keys, and pounds is made from hustlas
See how shit come round for ya Gotta cop it, chop it and it See how shit come round for ya Gotta cake in the oven, now watch it
And you can knock on my door but you can't knock the But I, like a game of twenty one and I got nineteen And my Jake but I put 'd' on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat how it is
Got on the floor, man, I'm that positive And I'm Shaggy in the lens Me and my squad in the paddy waggy Benz And you know I put the mags on that 45 With the flash on that, who it
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Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine 'cuz I got in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people
And when I move, I move out the raw I move out with the squad to his album we We so mob, I throw and loaves to live For my loaf of bread the player I did what the culture said and I live by the Coast of Cid Fuck around, I'll knock your shoulder from head Get it right, I'm a soldier till I'm kid in white with buttonholes inside that bled
I'm pumping o's of lots of I'm so and really I don't even know why But oh, I just go, buy a whole And lay my mat down, lay her back But I put my mack down
You see the in me You know Weezy, he the son of Bubba-B All my basketball shorts where the B If you want it come for me, I'm right here
Now, ride 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
I'm G'd up, only follow the code of the Live bad to die Know how to when hustling by the day with no food But just so I can eat and it a bitch And if you see me getting fat I'm getting rich And you probably can see me for some crack before six And after that it's all
My fate and my palm is wrapped this eight And my arm because the dirty south is Vietnam I skate with the bomb, I'm asking you don't with me at all Shots hit your ass and make three of take three of y'all to fill one of my shoeprints 'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's than new shit
Fit for two clips, the kid is a Oh man, he's inspired by his own gangsta and the blueprint through the stoop with the ewe lit Like, oh shit this is than weed, it's 500 degreez
Now, ride 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people