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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 tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are getting (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 booked out until
Show money
See the shit I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something outta catalog
She to that lock jaw
And I think her name was
Or maybe it was
My Chevy too high
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them
Ain't talkin'
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still my pockets
Big and its knocking
this be that remix
But still around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be that
Hundred grand for that glow
All about the
Nigga flow so
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party 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 some (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

fours on my Beemer
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in that
King of Diamonds that's me
No you can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing niggas
Step to me and I you
text his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace knocking my
night I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas can't me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and
Same old brick, it's different yay
that's candy paint, on my seven Tre

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

OK, now, black card in my
Riding in that 'Gatti
off my boxers
I got time 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
Grilled up Ocho
Taylors with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds
just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy 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, each and way
Momma need a house, baby need shoes
They want that Carter Four, bitch, coming soon

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