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letra de hustler - bakarii

[verse 1]
i’m taking checks to the bank, smoke up your fleet like a tank
master blaster cause disaster, when i’m high off the dank
now check it
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
i’ll catch glass, on the dash
from the blast of this mask
187 homicidal, we cidal
my intention’s the mentions, i’m inventin’ like a god
this gon’ make me bring in justice for my thugs
motherf-ckers with no love
for you suckers steady bussin’
when they runnin’ bring them doom, but them duckin’
i’m on a mission and my vision is cash
with the gravy and mashed potatoes, i’m able to last
in the battle, watch me rattle and establish my spot
scope out the block, meditate, then i set up shop, uh
never get caught, leave no trail for the peepin’ tom
proceed with caution, stuff them packets with the bomb
neighborhood neno, al pacino, filling my t–th with cl-sters
can’t stop a player, buster, ’cause i’m a motherf-ckin’ hustler

[chorus]
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
i’m droppin’ deals for dollar bills, i’m the king of the streets
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
and if you flossin’, take precaution from this trap that i keep
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
we makin’ moves and crews, so if you snooze, you lose
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
now here’s an example of what a hustler must do
[verse 2]
now six whole months done passed, my stash increased like [?]
street beast ready to feast, got some troopers from the fleet
it’s like i’m trapped inside the body of john gotti
the lama steal makes me feel like the illuminati
i give a deal, let them chill in the backroom
then smoke up eight hundred dollars
won’t turn down nothin’ but collars
like a scholar, we like your mental techniques
to increese vcr cd changers, mobile phones, [?]
for them domes, hearin’ bones might get snapped
better watch my back and regroup, camouflage like a troop
all alone in my zone, usin’ war’s my method
mindstate of a k!ller, bussin’ at [?] intrepid
all about that muzzle, try to rob me, i’ll blast
in the darkness i’m heartless, like a 30 round cartrage
stackin’ g’s, no more small town smuggler
so don’t mistake me, buster, ’cause i’m a motherf-ckin’ hustler

[chorus]
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
i’m droppin’ deals for dollar bills, i’m the king of the streets
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
and if you flossin’, take precaution from this trap that i keep
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
we makin’ moves and crews, so if you snooze, you lose
all about that hustle, gots to get me my cash
now here’s an example of what a hustler must do
[verse 3]
acknowledge this pimp, that’s with the quickness
another millennium might merge and surge
so hear the words of a lyricist
the purest of the breed, who swings this mac-11
more deadly than the guillotine
my enemies scatter, but that don’t matter
every soldier must prepare to die
i’m on the frontline, bussin’ at them n-ggas thighs
i told my troopers burn the yayo if the chicken greese
prepare for battle, and leave these n-ggas in the streets
[?] was prepared the lieutenant
[?] catch flames for disrespectin’ the game
is it greed that causes me to fiend?
to see the force of an l.b
weighin’ down my triple beam
a soldier’s story, no glory, just cash money
and jealous motherf-ckers livin’ life by the knife
so tonight, i swing my weapon, more lethal than danny glover
protectin’ my collection from suckers
’cause i’m a motherf-ckin’ hustler
’cause i’m a motherf-ckin’ hustler

- bakarii

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