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G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

Same old shit, a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm out until August
Show deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
outta that catalog
She introduced to that jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My Chevy too high
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them
Ain't talkin'
my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be that
But still ride around that rocket
walking back to my household
"We The best" be logo
grand for that neck glow
All the dinero
flow so retarded
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party its the

Same old shit, a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on this

Twenty fours on my
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in K-O-D
of Diamonds that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only thing free
to me and I teach you
Somebody his picture
drop in my pika
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with and baguettes
Same old brick, but's different yay
Yeah that's paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard

OK, now, black card in my
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got time to be
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me then she shopping
Young money we
I eat these rappers, Hopkins
See that V-neck, that's
Grilled up like
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Monday
just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, tank with sharks in it
Real nigga I'm
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with Wayne train
Free my T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy niggas you
stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

Cause its the same old shit, a different day
Out here get it, each and every way
need a house, baby need some shoes
They want Carter Four, bitch, it's coming soon

old shit, just a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard