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letra de i got to (remix) - t-rell

[intro: t-rell]
yeah, t-rell
it comes a point in a man’s life where…
he just gotta get it done
and right now my n-gga, i gotta get it done
look

[chorus: t-rell]
i gotta get my momma out the hood
make sure that my kid is living good
i got to, i got to
i gotta get this hustle off the ground, ’cause these bills is gonna stress a n-gga out
i got to, i got to

i gotta get my momma out the hood
make sure that my kid is living good
i got to, i got to
i gotta get this hustle off the ground, ’cause these bills is gonna stress a n-gga out
i got to, i got to

[verse 1: t-rell]
yeah t-rell
wake and fake
i’m here to motivate
good lord i’m blessed to breathe and glad to see another day
them kids they gotta eat
[?]
these days is gettin’ short
no room for wastin’ time
get it by any means
work hard and follow dreams
stay close to your team
i swear these streets is mean
i gotta get my momma out the hood
and make sure that my kid is living good (oh yeah)
i gotta get this hustle off the ground, these bills is gon’ stress a n-gga out
i swear to god no man alive could top me
man i swear to god no man alive can stop me
i got to, i got to
my kids deserve the world and they gon’ get that
hustle ’til it hurts and never sit back
that lazy n-gga sh-t, i swear that you can keep that
and the way a n-gga grind, i know you n-ggas peep that
i got to, i got to

i gotta get my momma out the hood
make sure that my kid is living good
i got to, i got to
i gotta get this hustle off the ground, ’cause these bills is gonna stress a n-gga out
i got to, i got to

[verse 2: bossie badazz]
now if daddy don’t hustle then his child don’t eat
if my child don’t eat then daddy can’t sleep
i got no time to sit around see what that mama gon’ do
she been playin’ games from the start, what the f-ck she gon’ do
my mama too she been trippin’
at least she don’t wan’ leave me
i thought you hated this city
but this city got pretty
[?] show for show i go get it
bring it back to the fans
i never asked for this hustle
so i thank god who i am
i hustle it come back
i get on the stage, they pay me, i run that
no shirt with the [?]
fl!ckin’ up with the big stack
n-gga call with a bag, i’ma get that
[?] money
’cause my kids are spoiled and i hate to tell them no so when i hustle, ain’t sh-t funny
i got my mama out the hood
but i couldn’t get all my potnas out the hood
most was lost and misunderstood
most got caught and stuck in [?]
i’m sorry lil’ homie but i gotta go
if anybody comin’ back to get you
i’m comin’ back
you already know and that’s on the [?]

i gotta get my momma out the hood
make sure that my kid is living good
i got to, i got to
i gotta get this hustle off the ground, ’cause these bills is gonna stress a n-gga out
i got to, i got to

[outro: t-rell]
yeah, yeah
i got to, i got to
yeah, yeah
yeah, i got to, i got to
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i got to, i got to
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i got to, i got to
i got to, i got to
i got to, i got to

- t rell

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