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letra de hustle & flow - mgm lett

[intro]
(vicasso on another one)
(sephgotthewaves)
ooh, ooh
yeah‚ yeah
ooh‚ yeah
yeah‚ yeah

[chorus]
she ask me, “lett, why all you rap about is dope?” (’bout is dope)
i told her‚ “baby, ’cause trappin’ is all i know” (is all i know)
i get ’em low, but we gon’ keep that on the low (keep it on the low)
my life a movie‚ it feel like hustle & flow (yeah, yeah, yeah)
been gettin’ money, n-ggas actin’ like they new to this sh-t (act like they new to this sh-t)
‘posed to be gangster, but n-ggas tryna cop deuces and sh-t (tryna cop deuces and sh-t)
and i been a dog since i was a pup, they just let me loose a lil’ bit (they just let me loose in this b-tch)
twenty hour drank, finna get d-ck how i pour a deuce in this b-tch (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
r.i.p. lemon, got k!lled tryna sell his ar (tryna sell his ar)
i get them drugs on my face ’cause i got facecard (’cause i got facecard)
he keep on dissin’, they gon’ have to visit him at the graveyard (graveyard)
stay on the sidewalk ’cause the streets ain’t even safe, boy (no, it ain’t safe)
i just flooded out my watch, had to get the time right (time right)
i had to leave that ho alone to get my mind right (mind right, mind right)
since i was lil’, knew i was ready for the limelight (limelight)
these n-ggas ain’t gettin’ to no cheese like they some blind mice, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
before i f-ck, you know i gotta get the head first (head first, head first)
these n-ggas dead broke in disguise, kissin’ that red burst (red burst)
n-gga came on my block, blank mission, got a red shirt (red shirt, red shirt)
now when i serve, i got this b-tch up on my lap
a n-gga move wrong, then i’m shootin’ it off the flap (off the flap)
times gettin’ hard, but i’m still gettin’ it in, no cap (no cap)
they ain’t gotta like it, but they gon’ respect it, i’ma make ’em notice me (i’ma make ’em notice me)
when you hear that, “yeah, yeah,” on a song, n-gga, you know it’s me, yeah, yeah (n-gga, you know it’s me)
[chorus]
she ask me, “lett, why all you rap about is dope?” (’bout is dope)
i told her, “baby, ’cause trappin’ is all i know” (is all i know)
i get ’em low, but we gon’ keep that on the low (keep it on the low)
my life a movie, it feel like hustle & flow (yeah, yeah, yeah)
been gettin’ money, n-ggas actin’ like they new to this sh-t (act like they new to this sh-t)
‘posed to be gangster, but n-ggas tryna cop deuces and sh-t (tryna cop deuces and sh-t)
and i been a dog since i was a pup, they just let me loose a lil’ bit (they just let me loose in this b-tch)
twenty hour drank, finna get d-ck how i pour a deuce in this b-tch (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
i gave these rappers a chance, this was they last year (last year, last year)
they started way before me, i done shot past them (vroom, past them)
and plus i’m touchin’ more paper now than a cashier (cash, cash)
the trap ain’t no grocery store, but we got bags here (bags, bags)
back to the trap, no, i ain’t been to sleep in three days (yeah, in three days)
this lil’ ho trippin’, tryna call my phone on three-way (ayy, on three-way)
i’m hot, love in jar, smokin’ pk (pk)
even when sh-t get out of line, i’m still gon’ be straight (i’m still gon’ be straight)
i been out here thuggin’ since a jit, since i was knee-high (knee-high)
i just brought the motherf-ckin’ trap back like t.i. (t.i.)
i just put myself up in the game, i feel like ea (ea)
traffickin’ bags, yeah, i got bags on the freeway, yeah, yeah (vroom, vroom)

[chorus]
she ask me, “lett, why all you rap about is dope?” (’bout is dope)
i told her, “baby, ’cause trappin’ is all i know” (is all i know)
i get ’em low, but we gon’ keep that on the low (keep it on the low)
my life a movie, it feel like hustle & flow (yeah, yeah, yeah)
been gettin’ money, n-ggas actin’ like they new to this sh-t (actin’ like they new to this sh-t)
‘posed to be gangster, but n-ggas tryna cop deuces and sh-t (tryna cop deuces and sh-t)
and i been a dog since i was a pup, they just let me loose a lil’ bit (they just let me loose in this b-tch)
twenty hour drank, finna get d-ck how i pour a deuce in this b-tch (yeah, yeah)
[outro]
yeah, yeah
they just let me loose a lil’ bit
yeah
yeah, yeah

- mgm lett

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