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Hustle Hard

Money Stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back





Listen if you eightball shavin' onthe block turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta (Hustle Hard) 

Turn 14 to 28 fast

56 to 100 grams 

now im on yo ass (Hustle Hard)

and I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams 

a hundred grams to a hundred grand

let's take it back to the gutter fam

I ain't shaking none of you suckas hands

because im better than you,you,him,and your other man

they need no brown when they makin' them sucka jams 

but they get on the radio and turn to the gutterman

you and your R&B boss make a good couple fam

I'ma catch you at lover's lane like Son of Sam

Got the revolver in my fuckin' hand

Automatics like that hot 97 concert summer jam

half of my work,make samples to keep em' comin' fam

I sample 50 like i just copped a hundred grams





Hustle Hard

Money Stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back





At age 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6

You can't jerk me I got more scales than fish

Nigga's mad cuz they can't make a sell for shit

When I'm on the block I make more sales than Sprint

Gone have to bust yo gun if you bust my ballz

This nigga owe me some money tryin' to duck my callz

Follow them up the oneway street he smokin' on a loosay

He seen me and tried to bust a U-way

So I caught him on a 2-way Street and gripped on a oozay

I ain't have a sidekick but I hit em' on a 2-way

Brought 10 nigga's who thought they'd never see you breathless

Well that's somethin' that Tennessee like Memphis

Rappers be tryin' to get in where they fit in like tetris

Thats why I Ieave they family 'morning' like 'breakfast'

They see other niggaz do it and then they try to follow

Thats why I leave they family 'mourning' like 'alonzo'





Hustle hard

Money stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back





I lead the rifle raw

You just went right through your final door

I invite you all

Never did like you or trifle fraud

Sick as psycho wards

invite you on buyin' my mike recital was vinyl

Shine a light that'll blind you

My Light that'll fight for your title

Cry for psysem like michael

My life recycle is psycho da pschobanktual bible

Look in the eyez of your idle

Im right behind you

I Lined you

I Stifled yours

you rap niggaz marked for death like Michael Moore (Hustle hard)

Yeah even my rhymes is hustle

I'm sellin' em' to your mind watch my respect double (Hustle hard)

They never used to wanna produce him or introduce him

Gettin' Text's from niggaz who rappin' 

Text messages from niggaz who producin' 

Now a days I get more Texas than Houston (Hustle hard)

Ha you ain't doin' no real bubblin'

you keep your end of the street stop air hustlin'





Hustle hard

Money Stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back









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