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{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy
What's the shorty?
whattup man
I'm the only nigga from out here man
I'm tryin' to lock the down, holla at me
Alright, hold on, Hova, line

a couple of suggestions of how you could finesse it
You find a in town, you send him a short message
Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way
But I got some soft white that's sure to back brown
I get that all night
most niggaz don't know a brick from a bike
They keep buyin' white
And if you tomorrow night we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I never been in my life"

Or you a chick, shit, you hole up in her crib and
Let her introduce you 'round town her man
Shake hands, make friends it's all innocent
Then before they look up you the town cook-up
Or gorilla pimp, up on that killer shit
Take a nigga brick, him, then you sell it back to them
there Brooklyn?

Yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma roll with that one
Make out a check for hundred dollars
Jigga Man,

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
Whassup Sig? This Chris out the Young dog

I'm ready to these niggaz in the rap game
The niggaz takin' too long with that advance money and

Talkin' chill, chill don't pay the bills
Yeah I feel
I know you well dog
Let me holla at real
Alight look, I got the person for you, hold on
Bleek, line

Listen shorty, you wanna just give me the word
I ain't got time for a all that shit is absurd
You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a first
If you don't hustle find a nigga who pitch
You new in town, no red and blue in town, there's
get fresh, let 'em know you small change
The strong move quiet, the start riots
We know you got a brick but sell 'em 'til they tired

With no credit, you know you with that gotta eat fetish
And niggaz who gettin' it dead it
'em an offer that they can't refuse
He resists, box him in, 'til he be moved
the rules, chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it
Get in, get out - a O.G.'s classic
900-Hustler, you it around
speak to me direct, hit extension trey-pound, I'm out

{1-900 Hustler, Sigel, at your dog
What seem to be the young boy?
Yo whattup, this murder def homicide nigga
I got two
Yo watch fuckin' mouth man
you mean watch my mouth nigga?
Been on for about two hours nigga
I don't give a fuck how long you on the line
Shut the fuck up! of fact, hold on
I this nigga ain't just put, put me on hold man
This bullshit, ass elevator
Free, pick up line

First things first, watch what you say out mouth
When you on the phone to hustlers
Never play the house, think drought, keep heat in the
When you sittin' in the of customers
Never hold out, out, throw heat and be out
If a nigga ever think he touchin' ya
Lay low, get cake, whip all the state
Stash dough, whip yay with, right of bake
(Hoe!)

Nigga too went right around his place
(Yo!)
You stoppin' dough we clutchin' the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this different from that
Make sure you got your four-four and he can if he like
Young, Jon Benet doin' a mission and yo
Until you up stay away them dice and whores
Three smuts, two and a Dyke
Can one-three rumbles two streaks and a pipe for sure

And if it's tight, then he might come back for
Nine and four, back and forth
Winter to summer,
Pass the number 'til you're stackin'
Tell you how to shit wet and package more
I take cash or write the out to F-R
Two E's, be two G's
And forget my money I'm for all your ki's, nigga

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at boy dog
Yo young, you put me on hold earlier man what happened
you stupid motherfucker
MDKHN, Watch your man
You talkin' all reckless on the
Fuck you think the,
Get indicted hotline or somethin'
Yo, my bad man, my bad
I know I was reckless earlier about them two chickens
You get it, you know, two But listen

Just tell me how to move this man
I'm pushin' hardly half a wing nigga, holla
Get a job, at Purdue!}