| Yeap, yeap
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| Okay, okay
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| Yeap, yeap
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| I double cup my lean, while I penetratin' your ho
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| Shorty I’m twice as raw as you seen
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| By far the coolest you know
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| Nigga you can ask anybody you know bout me they tell ya shawty gon' go
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| I been bowty, you know bout me shawty that four
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| Okay, I keep warrant no I.D., got a couple bad bitches by me
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| You can’t be walkin. |
| with that two lead don’t try me
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| Try lotto my auto cost two million euros
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| These hoes all on me like they think my manure gold
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| Okay these hoes be actin' up
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| These niggas be actin' tough
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| Hustle Gang, everybody got rap with us
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| Wanna see her I don’t even gotta ask to fuck
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| See your chicken' my pimpin as soon as I walked in
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| She just asked me one question, she said do you like woman who really like
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| woman?
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| I came with my friends and we comin' with you
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| Is you with it? |
| I was just like
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| Yeap, yeap
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| That right? |
| That right?
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Yeap, yeap
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| That right? |
| That Right?
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| That right? |
| That Right?
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| Okay okay okay
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| I pull up front about four doors
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| I’mma roll up blunts with about four O’s
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| I’mma young nigga with an old soul
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| That’s why these niggas all got my old flow
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| They get mad cause they hoes chose
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| I’mma slang that wood, I’mma throw that oak
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| I dont call her back, cause I dont owe that ho
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| I just ignore that bitch like I don’t know that ho
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| Aye, did you know that?
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| Everyday is a Kodak
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| And they ain’t know me till I went Pop
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| But I was gettin' money way before that
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| With your main bitch on my floor mat
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| When I’m finished with her here’s your ho back
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| I told that bitch, don’t act like you know I wouldn’t call where your coat at?
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| Niggas is freezing Hustle Gang season
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| Goons on the payroll, looking for a reason to create some balance when she get
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| uneven
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| So say what you mean and do no be misleading
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| Shit the fuck up when real niggas is speaking
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| Cause life is a game and you will be deleted
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| Nigga, you will be obsoleted
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| You will witness the rise of the Phoenix (gang)
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| Kill em in the Benz, kill em in the drop
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| Up my flow nigga hit em with the pop
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| Nigga I’mma rebel slash killer misionary
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| I be going fuckin' stupid, I’mma fuckin adversary
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| Backyard cemetary, where you wanna get buried?
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| Put you right next to the bitch named Mary
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| That’s the last bitch I motherfuckin' strangle’d
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| She tried to set me up, so I hung her like a hanger
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| I’mma keep it real I’m a God damn singer
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| I can hit a note like Aretha damn Franklin
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| But I bet I still snap on a God damn banger
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| Nigga I’ll work your bitch like a trainer
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| Hit it from the back, then tell bitch push up
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| Dick on the chin, yeah bitch chin up
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| Trick got bent up, pockets on fill up
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| If your sick of looking at a nigga bitch spit up
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| Forty-five grand on my motherfuckin' wrists
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| I like you ho, I finna blow that bitch a kiss
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| If she stick around, I’m a throw the bitch dick
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| If the bitch get smart, I dont throw the bitch shit
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| I like doing this, but I love doing that
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| Horse this label nigga need to get on my back
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| Nigga I’ll run to the motherfuckin' end
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| Call me Joe Biscuit, I’mma win
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| Ain’t gettin' paper, Trick come again
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| Bitch I’m inside you just like a sin
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| Ya’ll nigga friendemy’s ya’ll ain’t friends
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| Hustle Gang nigga we ain’t never gon' bend
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| Yeah nigga money really long
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| Chopper down what the fuck you niggas really on?
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| Fuck nigga you can see I’m worth a million
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| Tell em my hustle be a minute before this milli gone
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| Truth got it on lock no keys on em
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| Push a nigga top back no breeze on em
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| Give a nigga the whole clip I squeeze on em
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| Ice game so cold I sneeze on em
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| Somebody kill before I make shit freeze on em
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| I don’t talk about shit I put fees on em
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| They’ll get and put another couple G’s on em
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| Make em put them in the dirt grow trees on em
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| I’ll throw a motherfuckin' fit
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| This two-door Phantom you ain’t fuckin' with
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| Jump out like bitch who you fuckin with?
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| Not me, evidently you ain’t fuckin shit
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| I’m gold in my zone can’t nobody come save us
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| I’m turnt to the max, diamonds looking like Vegas
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| I ball like Durant, rep the west like the Lakers
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| I do this for real other niggas is fakers
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| Yeah, niggas better get they mind right
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| When they come to get money, nigga mine right
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| When its time to shine on em, I’mma shine bright
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| Jet black Audemars my time right |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yeap! , by - Hustle Gang. Song from the album Hustle Gang Presents: G.D.O.D. (Get Dough Or Die), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп