Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HUSTLING & GRINDING, artist - Juicy J. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
HUSTLING & GRINDING |
| What Juicy say? |
| He be like, «Shut the fuck up» |
| Yeah-eh-eh (Ra-pa-pa-pa) |
| Oh, yeah |
| Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (They gon' slide for me) |
| All I want is truth, don’t lie to me (Don't lie to me) |
| Remember back then no one ride for me (No one ride) |
| I was in a jam, but I made it out |
| In my zone, that’s my home |
| I’ve been gone for too long |
| Hustlin' and grindin' |
| All that stress in my head |
| Been hustlin' and grindin' |
| I’ll be good, I’ll be good (Yeah, yeah) |
| Nigga, follow me, I’m gon' lead you to the money |
| If you name it, I done done it, you already know who run it |
| I don’t kick it with no sucker niggas, nah, we ain’t puntin' |
| Bitch, I ball, I treat every day like Superbowl Sunday |
| Keep a bad bitch with me with Giuseppes on her feet |
| Spend some racks on her rack, couple hundred for a weave |
| You know shawty aim to please, she gon' take care of my knee |
| She look up to Meg' Thee Stallion, I’m gon' make her work them knees (Woo) |
| The game ain’t for free, go send that deposit |
| I’ll make them blue mail walk it and tote that Houston rocket (Rrah) |
| Homie, please don’t get it twisted, they don’t mean I’m finna play |
| Twenty years, I’m still killin' shit, go get the yellow tape (Yellow tape) |
| Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (They gon' slide for me) |
| All I want is truth, don’t lie to me (Don't lie to me) |
| Remember back then no one ride for me (No one ride) |
| I was in a jam, but I made it out |
| In my zone, that’s my home |
| I’ve been gone for too long |
| Hustlin' and grindin' |
| All that stress in my head |
| Been hustlin' and grindin' |
| I’ll be good, I’ll be good |
| Voy a seguir hustleando por mis sueños (Sueños) |
| Cielo o infierno, no hay punto medio (Medio) |
| Fumo para matar los nervios (Los nervios) |
| Hago música como remedio (Remedio) |
| Peleo conmigo mismo para matar el ego (Oh) |
| Su peor enemigo siempre fue su miedo (Yeah) |
| Marco la jugada, salgo ileso del juego (Wuh) |
| Para mí no existe el «no, no puedo» |
| Yo sigo ganando, le doy vuelta el tablero (Al tablero) |
| Sigo multiplicando, tengo más de siete cero' (Siete cero') |
| Yo pongo los billete' y ustede' ponen pero' (Ponen pero'), ja |
| Y se hacen seguir llamando «raperos» (Jaja) |
| A ello' le' molesta que yo diga lo que quiero (Ey) |
| Viva como quiero (Ey), haga lo que quiero (Ey) |
| Ustede' no estaban cuando no había dinero (Cash, cash) |
| Y las promesa' que teníamo' se prendían fuego (Pew) |
| Shout-out pa' Modo Diablo, shout-out pa' lo' Bardero$ |
| Shout-out pa' to’a la gente que sabe que la quiero |
| Siempre facturando de enero a enero |
| Dándole la vuelta al mundo entero |
| Call me when they gone, vendrán por mí (Vendrán por mí) |
| Solo quiero la verdad, no me mientas (No me mientas) |
| Recuerdo aquellos días que solo estaba por mí (No se me olvida) |
| Estaba atrapado, pero me salí |
| En mi zona, that’s my home |
| Ausente for too long |
| Hustlin' and grindin' |
| All that stress en mi mente |
| Been hustlin' and grindin' |
| Voy a estar bien, I’ll be good |