| Sliding through finna wake up a small town
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| Stack of them sliders, i’m finna shut the mall down…
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| More then one hustle trying to get rich
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| I sold dope before I ever sent a bitch
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| You sold your soul to them people you a snitch
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| Half poodle, half coward, half bitch
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| I fell off then bounced back off a zip
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| He a lash, he look like a lick
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| Sliding through finna wake up a small town
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| Stack of them sliders, i’m finna shut the mall down
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| My mamma named me HD, trill nigga is biblical
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| Keep a pound on me in-case niggas wanna get physical
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| AR-15 shake em' fast like Mystikal
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| Look me in my eyes, see a killer and his serial
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| I’m checking guap out your bitch all lyrical
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| Mouthpiece making these wheels believe in miracles
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| Bitch niggas going federal (Snitch ass)
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| My chopper hungry and you suckas looking edible
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| Bearfaced no mask when I let it go
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| Niggas get it how they live in my trap bro
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| Track down a four but I really need an eight though
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| I got dope dick finna give it to this bad hoe
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| The pussy good but I really need the cash though
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| Get your mind right or get left with my last ho
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| All about my guap little nigga i’m focused
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| Blowing on the color purple tryna eat like Oprah
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| Trap house 20gs in the sofa
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| Brick of syrup in the freezer right next to the soda
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| 9mil in the cabinet I’m a Ice City soldier
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| 6−1 General salute or move over
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| More then one hustle trying to get rich
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| And when it get triffe I might have to Lil Flip
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| We on syrup like the Screwed Up Click
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| Lean team what is it, line up a brick
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| I ain’t never gonna quit, quitting ain’t my shit
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| Push Barry and White you could take yo pick
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| R.I.P Boonts and Nuge I ain’t selling i’m sipping
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| And if I ever get caught in it I ain’t telling i’m sitting
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| It’s that new shit Hi-Def in The Six bitch
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| She a goer she can suck a Tic Tac through a Liquorice
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| Ima shoot it like L’z clip a nigga from a distance
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| Yo family ain’t safe anybody gets it
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| My posse Mob deep like the Dog Pound, waking up a small town
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| Meet so many bitches I wish I could knock them all down
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| Young H you wanna know how hard sound
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| Ain’t nothing soft bout these vocals that I put down
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| On me I be going all year round
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| LiveWire cut the check when H come out
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| Bearfaced we a threat to you niggas now
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| We laying suckas down every time we come around
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| They won’t stay solid don’t break the oath
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| Once you sign that statement it’s murder she wrote
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| I ain’t gotta say shit you already know
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| Just to be free again niggas sell they soul
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| Better stick to the script and know your role
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| I caught my first pistol case 16 years old
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| I’m in the middle of the shit with nowhere to go
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| Ice City 6−1 i shit is all i Know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song More Den 1 Hustle , by - HD. Song from the album Thank You, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп