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letra de all hustle - baby money

[intro]
(beatgang)
(stuntman)
(b-tch, you know antt did the beat)

[chorus: baby money]
this sh-t all off of hustle, it ain’t come from no music
type of sh-t that make you grind, wanna move some ‘bows to it
beans in the trunk, tell them boys it’s road music
dirty money in the shower, you can move the load to it
this sh-t all off of hustle, it ain’t come from no music
type of sh-t that make you grind, wanna move some ‘bows to it
beans in the trunk, tell them boys it’s road music
dirty money in the shower, you can move the load to it
[verse 1: baby money]
this a cartier skelly, we ain’t rockin’ no mueller
had a phone around his neck, now he rockin’ four cubans
every run i get, i knock that b-tch out like joe lewis
all them n-ggas used to hoop, but they still became shooters
i used to help n-ggas move, now i help n-ggas move it
prosecutor tryna fry me, hope he know my lawyer jewish
if we talk ’bout throwin’ ‘bows every day, i was luda
cristal on the boat, every day, it’s a movie
pitstop on the boat, n-gga, come and cop a qt
ziplocs in my coach, i be trappin’, rockin’ louis
you ain’t never touched the road, you be actin’ like you do it
you ain’t never copped a load, how you never bump into me?

[verse 2: jeezy]
yeah, this sh-t all off of hustle, it ain’t come from no label
half a million in the duffle, fill up the whole table
the arm & hammer don, mr. use the whole kitchen
like a box of cheerios, n-gga, ain’t no o’s missin’
up early in the morning cookin’ four eggs for breakfast
them pots came from target, but them bricks came from texas
dope boy magic, mr. abracadabra
this my biggest trick, turn my hood to alaska
got a black belt i’m whippin’, yeah, they call me the master
i get thirty in the d and forty-five in nebraska (yeah)
the sh-t i say religion, boy, i should’ve been a pastor
a motherf-ckin’ character, you should’ve been an actor
woah kemosabe, weighin’ bricks is my hobby
it’s my prerogative just like my n-gga bobby
and i ain’t talkin’ on the phone ’cause this sh-t can get tricky
they play these lyrics in the courtroom, this sh-t can get sticky
[chorus: baby money]
this sh-t all off of hustle, it ain’t come from no music
type of sh-t that make you grind, wanna move some ‘bows to it
beans in the trunk, tell them boys it’s road music
dirty money in the shower, you can move the load to it
this sh-t all off of hustle, it ain’t come from no music
type of sh-t that make you grind, wanna move some ‘bows to it
beans in the trunk, tell them boys it’s road music
dirty money in the shower, you can move the load to it

[verse 3: baby money]
no dirty money in the dryer, when you wash it, blow through it
cameras all around the crib, we ain’t watchin’ no movie
try to rob ’cause you broke and got popped with your tooly
now your mans in the dirt for your mistake, you so stupid
it’s okay to work overly, i’m exactly where i’m ‘posed to be
even on a fastbreak, i still go for three
i know my family want the most for me
the same for them, i just hope they see
a big world, how they notice me?
with six girls, oh, it’s open season
they say los the reason
i’m an angel, but i’m in a demon

- baby money

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