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letra de hustle - ya boy

[verse 1]
i was outside hustlin’ till i got mine
hard pole, eyes red like a stop sign
by the stop sign posted with a glock nine
you never sold a rock rap n-gga stop lyin’
i was right there, no green screen
young n-gga movin’ rock like a dream team
make the feind scream, servin’ the supreme cream
my n-gga v’s had two for the fifteen
my n-gga jimmy wouldn’t even let the brick breathe
on the grind movin’ dimes off the ten speed
i’m just tryna get a dollar bruh my ribs touchin’
late night stop and cope like it did somethin’
filmore made a n-gga what i am now
from the gram, to the ounce, to the d-mn pound
born in the view family in the point two
i used to love gettin’ ten for the point two
where i’m posted on the block with a fifty shot
yesterday i coulda swore i dodged fifty cops
young n-gga but i’m feelin’ like a og
if you say i ain’t real you don’t know me

[hook]
hustle
hustle
hustle

[verse 2]
uh, grove street baggin’ work on a late night
rockin’ on the stage well you n-ggas got stage fright
f-ck daylight i’m tryna i’m tryna get my pay right
and f-ck the police keep my jays lace tight
yeah, broke it down with a thumb tap
crack residue on my granny dinner plate
on my stove but it’s fresh off the inner state
forty on me n-gga get a body ‘for i get a case
my dreads messed up
i just stuck my d-ck in a hair dresser
free hair dude
bail money to the side i’m prepared dude
you can speak to the boys i don’t care too
i keep my mouth shut and my eyes wide open
in the hood gettin’ money with them guys scopin’
tryna make it out some n-ggas got hopin’
so imma get it right here till the sky open

- ya boy

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