The streets make the Hustlas make the world go The is made of keys, ounces and pounds The keys, and pounds is made from hustlas
See how shit come back for ya Gotta cop it, it and cook 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 knock the hustle 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 insurance on the floor, man, I'm positive And I'm Shaggy in the saggy Me and my in the paddy waggy tally Benz And you I put the mags on that 45 mack With the on that, who want it
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Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
And I move, I move out with the raw I move out with the to his album we ride We so mob, I throw lives and loaves to For my loaf of bread the player I did what the said and I live by the Coast of Nostre Cid Fuck around, knock your shoulder from your head Get it right, I'm a soldier I'm dead This kid in white with buttonholes inside that
I'm pumping o's of lots of I'm so high and really I don't know why But oh, I just go, buy a house And lay my mat down, lay her down But I never put my down
You see the in me You know Weezy, he the son of Bubba-B All my basketball shorts the thunder B If you want it then come for me, I'm here
Now, I'ma ride I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma ride I got riding in my bloodline And shine 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
I'm G'd up, follow the code of the streets Live bad to die Know how to move when hustling by the day no food But just so I can eat and ain't it a And if you see me getting fat I'm getting rich And you probably can see me for some crack before six And after it's all bricks
My fate and my palm is wrapped around eight And my arm because the dirty is straight Vietnam I skate with the bomb, I'm asking you don't play me at all Shots hit your ass and make three of It'll take three of to fill one of my shoeprints 'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's better than new
Fit for two clips, the kid is a Oh man, he's inspired by his own gangsta and the blueprint Cruising through the with the ewe lit Like, oh shit is more than weed, it's 500 degreez
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma ride I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]