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letra de hustle - ca$h gang

[hook:ca$hboii]
i got 2 straps like a backpack
i got the ball like a running back
money, and hoes, and the cars
n-gga i’m fallin’ in love with that
i might pull up and then hit the dabb
i might pull up and then pop ya man
i might pull up and then blow some bands
if you talk sh-t, then you catchin’ hands
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
man i be gettin’ that money
you n-ggas is broke yeah you bummy
i got all this sh-t, yeah it’s funny
i’ll do anything for the money

[verse 1: ca$hboii]
hustle hustle hustle
my n-ggas got that muscle
if young metro don’t trust ya
the gun gon’ get to bustin’
yeah all my n-ggas be cashin’
we run to the money, we dashin’
my diamonds are water they splashin’
this song is so lit it’s an anthem
i got girls in toronto
miami, cali, out to london
credit cards never jammin’
gun all black, it’s a phantom
we are the modern good fellas
plus, we rocking margiela
we got money, we got h-lla
we already rich, don’t tell us

[hook: ca$hboii]
i got 2 straps like a backpack
i got the ball like a running back
money, and hoes, and the cars
n-gga i’m fallin’ in love with that
i might pull up and then hit the dabb
i might pull up and then pop ya man
i might pull up and then blow some bands
if you talk sh-t, then you catchin’ hands
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
man i be gettin’ that money
you n-ggas is broke yeah you bummy
i got all this sh-t, yeah it’s funny
i’ll do anything for the money

[verse 2: ca$hboii]
cash gang that’s the squad boy we hold it down
we the ones who run the streets we got em hot now
this song is so d-mn lit it caused a lockdown
if we don’t get the money now then we walk out
young n-gga, we fresh up off the block
riding in the two seater screamin’ ‘f-ck the cops’
all we do is ball n-gga, we don’t ever talk
wait until september when that f-ckin’ mixtape drop
pulled up workin’, my fingers they be hurtin’
i got yo main b-tch in the condo, twerkin’ for a birkin
got money, my palms are itchin’
you talk a whole lotta sh-t, why you b-tchin’
when i start talk to ya, you better f-ckin’ listen
ak is fully automatic, no cl1cking

[hook: ca$hboii]
i got 2 straps like a backpack
i got the ball like a running back
money, and hoes, and the cars
n-gga i’m fallin’ in love with that
i might pull up and then hit the dabb
i might pull up and then pop ya man
i might pull up and then blow some bands
if you talk sh-t, then you catchin’ hands
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
man i be gettin’ that money
you n-ggas is broke yeah you bummy
i got all this sh-t, yeah it’s funny
i’ll do anything for the money

- cah gang

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