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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), and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out August
Show deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something outta that
She introduced to that jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be that
But still ride around with rocket
walking back to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for that glow
All the dinero
Nigga so retarded
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

old shit, just a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess I'ma 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 I ride up
deep in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds me nigga
No you bitches hit my beat
Choppers only thing free
Step to me and I you
Somebody his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
This morning, one
niggas can't count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex with princess and baguettes
old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah that's candy paint, on my Tre

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)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what we 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 got time to be boxing
Got a red bone she look
If she fuck me then she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
live 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
Real I'm authentic
I'll the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple homies that gang
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 pussy niggas you
Don't the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

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

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