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G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

old shit, just a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm out until August
money deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something outta that
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My Chevy sittin' too
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
Ain't Aretha
my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm still my pockets
Big and its knocking
this be that remix
But ride around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for that neck
All the dinero
Nigga flow so
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

Twenty fours on my
You never when I slide up
in my nina, red dot when I ride up
Hundred deep in that
King of Diamonds that's me
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers thing free niggas
Step to me and I you
Somebody his picture
Straight in my pika
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas can't me out,
Don't me hurt ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and
old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

old shit, just a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
what we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black card in my
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got to be boxing
Got a red bone she tropic
If she fuck me right she shopping
Young we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
Grilled up like
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, of Diamonds Monday
just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank sharks in it
Real I'm authentic
I'll the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
Couple homies that bang
I get on anybody and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy you feline
stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

Cause its the same old shit, just a day
Out tryna get it, each and every way
need a house, baby need some shoes
They want that Four, bitch, it's coming soon

Same old shit, just a day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard