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

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

Okay, I'm out until August
Show money
See the shit I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something outta catalog
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her name was
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them
Ain't Aretha
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big bass and its
Yeah be that remix
But still around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be logo
grand for that neck glow
All about the
flow so retarded
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), and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Twenty on my Beemer
You never know I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot I ride up
Hundred deep in that
King of that's me nigga
No you bitches hit my beat
only thing free niggas
Step to me and I you
text his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace my speakers
Last night I counted one
This morning, one
Pussy niggas count me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and
old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah that's candy paint, on my Tre

Same old shit, just a day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't 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 then she
Young money we
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See that V-neck, that's
up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly
Got a big house with a back yard, tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit bitch with that Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You niggas you feline
Don't the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

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

Same old shit, a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard