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We Hustle (Album Version (Explicit))

๐Ÿ‘ค Big Tymers โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ I Got That Work โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:13
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It's a fresh package I got, why not move it
Keepin' it in the house, I'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
We want the whole cake, nigga, we don't want no crums
Stupid shit, we avoid it
Dope, we exploit it
Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers

Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
Swearin' he would never tell, put it on his daughter
Sayin' he was outta town, nigga crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'mma make sure he's straight
The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight

Nigga, we hustle, hustle every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
We hustle, hustle every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play

Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down, I'm on the grind
In two weeks, I was workin' a 1625
Tryin' to get it, only thing in my vision is ballin'
Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters

Not a taker, I'm scarred from up and told me this
But I swore he was gon' front, just bringin' his shit
Now I got a quarter ki, broke it down to six and two quarters
It's cooked already, I got these niggas runnin' like water
Slowly, I'm comin' up, scorin' a ounce since fronted nine
Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine
Got hustlin' skills in my blood, come from my pa
That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught

We hustle, hustle every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
We hustle, hustle, every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play

Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
Michael, Gray and Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
Dubbed all and wide open whatever, whatever, my nigga
Big Wu, grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga
Yeah, then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga
But it's cool, I lost some hot boys, my nigga
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man

Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods
Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack
Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back
Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back
Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack
I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black
And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac (huh)

Nigga, we hustle, hustle every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
We hustle, hustle, every day, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play (What, What, What)

Remember when shit was a easy task
Back in the days that passed
When bitches use to cut class
Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass
Now everything fucked up
Sure, virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks
Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck
Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck

Some say, "Play with your nose."
Some say, "Fuck them hoes."
Some say, "You're fat, work out and get a six pack."
I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts."
Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater
Fuck drawin' up the meat beaters
They tryin' to defeat us
Move us out and delete us

Erase us niggas from the face of the earth
Put your dick in the dirt
No how, no way, daddy, it won't work
I refuse to be a statistic
DNA ballistic
With a closed casket
'Cause some young nigga blasted my brains on the side
Lil' daddy, I'mma swing wide and let everything out here feel me
You ain't gon' do it, old age gon' kill me

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:08.52] Listen
[00:10.49] It's a fresh package I got, why not move it
[00:13.58] Keepin' it in the house, I'll have the Feds locked to it
[00:16.01] Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
[00:18.81] We want the whole cake, nigga, we don't want no crums
[00:21.46] Stupid shit, we avoid it
[00:23.04] Dope, we exploit it
[00:24.37] Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
[00:26.82] Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers
[00:29.55] Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
[00:32.26] Swearin' he would never tell, put it on his daughter
[00:34.99] Sayin' he was outta town, nigga crossed the border
[00:37.48] Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
[00:39.97] I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
[00:42.67] It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
[00:45.27] Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
[00:47.72] And if he hand me his business, I'mma make sure he's straight
[00:50.61] The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight
[00:52.96] Nigga, we hustle, hustle every day, all day
[00:56.34] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[00:58.69] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[01:01.16] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
[01:03.99] We hustle, hustle every day, all day
[01:06.92] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[01:09.28] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[01:11.83] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
[01:13.99] Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
[01:17.26] Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
[01:19.73] It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down, I'm on the grind
[01:22.87] In two weeks, I was workin' a 1625
[01:25.37] Tryin' to get it, only thing in my vision is ballin'
[01:28.06] Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
[01:30.57] So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
[01:33.36] 'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
[01:35.96] Not a taker, I'm scarred from up and told me this
[01:38.56] But I swore he was gon' front, just bringin' his shit
[01:41.42] Now I got a quarter ki, broke it down to six and two quarters
[01:43.90] It's cooked already, I got these niggas runnin' like water
[01:46.63] Slowly, I'm comin' up, scorin' a ounce since fronted nine
[01:49.45] Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine
[01:51.95] Got hustlin' skills in my blood, come from my pa
[01:54.58] That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught
[01:57.33] We hustle, hustle every day, all day
[02:00.33] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[02:02.44] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[02:05.21] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
[02:08.09] We hustle, hustle, every day, all day
[02:10.98] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[02:13.13] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[02:15.94] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
[02:18.82] Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
[02:21.32] Michael, Gray and Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
[02:24.49] Dubbed all and wide open whatever, whatever, my nigga
[02:27.11] Big Wu, grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga
[02:29.83] Yeah, then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga
[02:32.38] But it's cool, I lost some hot boys, my nigga
[02:34.96] But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
[02:37.82] Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
[02:40.42] Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
[02:43.18] I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods
[02:45.89] Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack
[02:48.40] Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back
[02:51.14] Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back
[02:53.56] Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack
[02:56.37] I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black
[02:58.99] And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac (huh)
[03:00.82] Nigga, we hustle, hustle every day, all day
[03:04.28] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[03:06.39] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[03:09.16] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play
[03:11.93] We hustle, hustle, every day, all day
[03:14.93] Get our grind on in the project hallway
[03:17.04] Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
[03:19.88] Hot Boys and Big Tymers, they surely don't play (What, What, What)
[03:22.76] Remember when shit was a easy task
[03:24.59] Back in the days that passed
[03:25.99] When bitches use to cut class
[03:27.43] Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass
[03:29.36] Now everything fucked up
[03:30.71] Sure, virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks
[03:33.08] Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck
[03:35.29] Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck
[03:37.12] Some say, "Play with your nose."
[03:38.57] Some say, "Fuck them hoes."
[03:40.10] Some say, "You're fat, work out and get a six pack."
[03:42.25] I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts."
[03:44.84] Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater
[03:46.85] Fuck drawin' up the meat beaters
[03:48.48] They tryin' to defeat us
[03:49.58] Move us out and delete us
[03:50.84] Erase us niggas from the face of the earth
[03:52.88] Put your dick in the dirt
[03:54.07] No how, no way, daddy, it won't work
[03:56.28] I refuse to be a statistic
[03:57.93] DNA ballistic
[03:59.14] With a closed casket
[04:00.38] 'Cause some young nigga blasted my brains on the side
[04:03.07] Lil' daddy, I'mma swing wide and let everything out here feel me
[04:05.92] You ain't gon' do it, old age gon' kill me
[04:08.47]

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