Young jumped on that G-Mix 100 like 3 bricks O's droppin' like bird shit Young back on that bird shit Shoes behind me in that Benzo Young pull up in that
Yeah, just like priceless Something you can't see, nigga Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do
[Chorus] I'm da, i'm da hustle man I'm, i'm, i'm, i'm da hustle man I'm da, i'm da hustle man I'm, i'm, i'm, i'm da hustle man I'm da, i'm da hustle man
Speak to me, universal laws The whores hustle and the hustlers whore All around me people bleed Speak to me, your song of greed Speak to me of you inner
Poppin Em' In the Club, Throw a couple stacks, I'm the biggest baller thus far top That Nuthin, Nuthin, Man It's Nuthin, Nuthin, Nuthin, Man it's nuthin
[Chorus - Ace Hood] Same old shit, just a different day Out here trying to get it, each and every way Momma need a house Baby need some shoes Times
Hustle, my name I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see, we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever
Running around like your front page news Lonely eyes and your motorcycle boots Tattooed heart and your jet black hair Running 'round like you don't care
Pull the stops out, watch my hustle Would you believe I was once a Would you believe I was even as shy as a child It's so hard for the mind to fathom,
[Chorus - Ace Hood] Same old shit, just a different day Out here trying to get it, each and every way Momma need a house Baby need some shoes Times are
Now boy, it's about that time again For all the gentlemen Pick your game up, track your lady type Sign your name up, hustle who you like Last time we
SNO (Three 6 Mafia's Group.. Feat. Lil Wyte, JellyRoll & BP2) - Come Here White Girl Lyrics SNO (Three 6 Mafia's Group.. Feat. Lil Wyte, JellyRoll & BP
[Rocko:] I do this shit cause I love to do this shit. [Chorus: Lloyd] My nigga we love to get dough (yea) Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I
[Djay] Look this is my life, and it's a battle within I gotta survive, even if I'm sinnin to win And if I show no remorse I reap the devil's reward He
Verse 1: Look this is my life and its a battle within I gotta survive even if im sinning in wind If i show no remorse i'll rep the devils reward He said
Yea, youngbloodz, kill the mic, track boys Y'all ain't ready for this shit Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Okay we back and bumpin', youngbloodz thats
Well it's a hustle, it's a hustle every day of life, And it's enough to keep your head above the water, see. It seems the older I get the more freedom
(Verse 1): Told me he's leaving and I won't even see 'Til he crawls back in the bed late in the morning Not even speaking, but I know how he's feelin