on trying, You can never hold me (you can't hold me) You can never me down (you can't hold me) You can never me down (you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me
1. This is dope boy music, American we let them sing like that little nigga Dream No Auto-tune I'm tunning out the burrough through ya borough, (Red) Camaro I had 'em shook like coach on Bush With 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push I used to get my ass wooped for to spice 1 On the court, game point, away, nice one same court the fiends get they white from hustle the night come crouch down low, with a full of money dice in my white 1's roll another of the night on my white 1's I had a jumper, plus I was Moms and pops was both gangsters any drama I slump 'em How the fuck you I got the name Game Same way them Lakers got all of them fucking
Hustling ring Hustling Metaphor king (Hustling) My moms worked the yard Shift She was it while I at home straight Hustlin
2. I had 2 brothers niggas didn't with 'em They was like, that's our little don't fuck with him They shot 'em both so, I was fuck it then up the hommies im ready, nigga jump me in Hopped in the G Ride, one the pump be in I'm bout to do these niggas then Columbians And I hopping out the car like Trey did I'm turnin off the lights and up like "Say Kid"
Hustlin ring Hustlin Metaphor street Hustlin top chain swing Hustlin,
3. It was a cold Day in Fav bar Reasonable Over Before that day, we aint know shit hova He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we knew were 5.0's and So, We Y'alls swag y'all took our rags The way I see it, a fair exchange why you Mad Son, Jay was one of my teachers Roc-A-Fella but, couldn't get a feature Was like, Being underage and couldn't get a Missing sales cuz the onions stuck in my sneaker to Streetsweeper, Dodgin the Reaper, Hit My block after 8 o'clock I'll you a believer We was white kid, the Justin Beiber Us and homeless shelters no we both feed 'em Playing John Madden smoking all my nigga up with my feet up, Waiting for the Re-Up
on trying, You can never me down You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can hold me down (you can't hold me) C, C, hold me (x2)
4. How I sell 10 and stay hood, somebody holla at me If I go to jail you nigga aint gone a dolla at me Like my nigga frog, threw his at me when I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me That's why when I come through, She look like Berry I'm in this by myself, Solitaire Every now and then, you my see me with a couple Same ones that was there, When I had a couple ends No Benz, No Fuckin , a fucking Couch, So shut Yo Mouth, Before I zip it up, Say Rap Fuck Interscope, my contract and rip it up Bad Boy Like BIG and The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas steady dig him up And you Mother Fuckers waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Stacking Rajon
Hustlin Championship Hustlin street king (Hustling)And while you Fuckers waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Stacking Rajon
on trying, You can hold me down You can never hold me down (you can't me) You can never hold me down (you hold me) C, C, hold me
on trying, You can never me down You can never hold me (Naw, you can't hold me) You can never hold me (Uh-Uh, you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me