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{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, at your boy
What's the problem
Yeah man
I'm the only nigga from Brooklyn out man
I'm tryin' to lock the spot down, at me
Alright, hold on, Hova, line

Here's a couple of 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 that's sure to come back brown
I get that butter all
'Cause most niggaz don't know a from a bike
keep buyin' hard white
And if you free tomorrow we can meet and discuss price
FYI, I been robbed in my life"

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

Yeah yeah that's gangsta, I think I'ma roll that one
Make out a check for eight dollars
Man, holla

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

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

Talkin' 'bout chill, chill pay the bills
Yeah I that
I know you connected dog
Let me holla at somebody
Alight look, I got the person for you, hold on
Bleek, line

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

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

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

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

Nigga too close went around his place
(Yo!)
You stoppin' dough we clutchin' the gats?
I know you heard "Friend or Foe," this ain't different from
Make sure you got your and he can slip if he like
Young, Jon Benet doin' a mission and yo
Until you up stay away from them dice and
Three smuts, two streaks and a
Can one-three rumbles two streaks and a pipe for sure

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

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

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