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"Got Ya Hustle On"

(feat. Big Tymers)

Fa sho' n*gga, off top
Believe this playboy, fa sho' n*gga

I'm the #1 stunna, don't flinch you b*tch
I cash in quick and go and flash my 6
Twenty inch dub n*ggas how you love that b*tch?
20 ki's or hard blocks, we call them bricks
I'm a Uptown survivor, n*ggas stash the lick
Just bought a new Beemer, X-5 the b*tch
Puttin dubs with a kit n*gga, flash yo' sh*t
Puttin ice in my grill, f*ck a classy b*tch
I'm a Uptown thug, can't you see that sh*t?
I'm around the way hunt for quarter ki's and bricks
You can catch me at the club with a ghetto b*tch
Or you can see me at my mansion with a nasty b*tch
Flat screen, loud music, me and Fresh a b*tch
Pullin out the driveway with new cars and sh*t
Palm trees feelin good n*gga we love this sh*t
Watchin ducks n*gga bucks, but hold up b*tch

[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]
Let me get my hustle on, n*gga all for Nol'
Let me make a hundred mill', n*gga slow but sho'
Let me spin my new wheels in front yo' do'
Let me hit the battlefield n*gga slangin snow

I wonder why n*ggas always be doin stupid sh*t
No sense involved at all, it's foolishness
Now if a n*gga take it and somebody hit yo' stash
Is you goin to bust his ass or are you gonna let that pass?
Besides, it only was a bundle of dough
You a hustler n*gga, you know how to get you some mo'
Just tighten up yo' circle and surveillance your spot
If you catch a n*gga touchin somethin, he gettin got
Now carry on with whatcha doin 'fore the people get hot
Leave them hoes alone cause they the reason we gettin got
If you owe a n*gga pay him they be holdin a grudge
He don't want to take a loss but he'll take it in blood
Make sure fiends don't pass, make all the cash
Big fired bags and floss on they ass
I've been through some sh*t, that make me a survivalist
I may be a lot of different things, but I'm not a b*tch

But anyway, I'm not the subject of the matter
All y'all b*tch ass n*ggas I'm comin after
Cause the minute that I start slippin
Look at who is gon' be tryin to get in my position, n*ggas is grimin
But what they don't know, I got some killers that's behind me
I used to pull it off way back in the early 90's
If any one of y'all wanna do it we can do it
Don't hold it on your chest dog, don't be pumpin fluid

I'm a Uptown hunter on Washington 6th
Set the line goin down (?) a b*tch
They got that iron Uptown and they slangin it quick
Valence is my home, I'ma rep 'til I'm gone
Valence and Magnolia, but Greyhead roam
Magnolia Projects is where I set my roam
Saratoga and (?), I call my home
Ran through the Melphamine(?), n*gga I did that sh*t

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