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letra de on my hustle - the mekanix

[verse 1: keak da sneak]
a young bossy n-gga, still a saucy n-gga
put a fork in me done, yep cross me n-gga
doping it, ask motherf-cker, ya heard
half these n-ggas is out here rapping, man these n-ggas is nerds
i don’t put that on, that’s my word
go crazy from the first, second verse to the third
i was on syrup sipping, kissing the smoke
c0ke white [?] aeromax in oakland
if my back and hip poking, then there’s scratch to be broken
i need cash on delivery, sign the package and open
out here on my [?], you know just how a n-gga be
put a n-gga on i.e., act like he don’t remember me
it don’t cost a dime to stay out of mind
so seven won’t mind ’cause you out of time
racks, i ain’t talking ’bout [?]
i was in the game [?]

[bridge: 4rax]
i’mma fly fly sh-t n-gga
ridin’ round checkin’ my traps (checkin’ my traps)
all of this ballin’ baby (swish)
put a real n-gga on the map (okay, okay)
and life’s too short to be playin’ with it
i was born too mac (you ain’t know b-tch, too short)
now i’m a go-getter ’cause my palms stay itchin’
gotta get that scratch

[hook: 4rax, iesha brooks & keak da sneak]
on my hustle
uh, uh, on it like a [?]
on my hustle
on my hustle
uh, uh, on it like a [?]
on my hustle

[verse 2: iamsu!]
young n-gga dreams tryin’ to ride up in the phantom (skrr)
i’m on tv like d-mn near every channel
hoppin’ off the mabtel with flavor haters can’t handle
fliest on the planet her p-ssy in tropicana (juicy)
fresh nicki, nicki, i’m taking pictures with iggy
me and all my team we gon’ split the green fifty-fifty
shorty say she missed me i’m pullin’ up in a hurry
smokin’ like a hippy, you haters hate, i ain’t worried
aww sh-t, got me in the mix
need ten million ‘fore i turn twenty six
boss up, burn up, gotta stack dough
kicks retro, never let ’em see you sweat though
ay, been a one from the get go
on the road to the top taking steps
i’m a pimp, on my own, f-ck your mine
heartbreak kid, you gon’ see me on my grind

[bridge]

[hook]

[verse 3: j stalin]
cup server, certified money getter
wig splitter, i ain’t scared of no n-gga
runnin’ through these checks ’till i get a million
i just keep stackin’ like it’s no ceilin’
these broke n-ggas stuck up in their feelin’s
i could really give a f-ck what you want, dude
all i know is that new hundred dollar bills blue
and to this game i done stayed true
keep a banger on me never been a rooty poot
some of you n-ggas is sweeter than some froot loops
f-ck ’em all, ’cause tomorrow i’mma buy a coupe
lil’ n-gga gettin’ money like i’m playin’ hoop
to my n-ggas [?] throw that alley-oop
i’m really ballin’ on you n-ggas
point guard, i’m a starter on you n-ggas
p-ssy fiendin’ i can [?] on you n-ggas

[bridge]

[hook]

- the mekanix

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