Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustle, artist - M.I.. Album song Talk About It, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.05.2009
Record label: Chocolate City
Song language: English
Hustle |
My J Town hustlers, my ABJ hustlers |
My Lagos hustlers, we gon make em customers |
After all the bustlers, the music has to rush on us |
We win this with the sin of a saint, we’re hustlers |
UJ hustlers, ATBU hustlers |
We don’t let them tussle or muscle us cos we tussle thus |
We’re soldiers, we’re warriors, |
the future is glorious, emerge through the hustle victorious |
Do it notorious B.I.G |
Cos M. I hustle in the M.I.C |
Hustle in this rap music to N.Y.C |
Haaa… Hustle is all I see |
To hustle is gone like my brother Kim |
I promised to hustle hard so that I’ll honour him |
Hustling in life is grim, hustling till the lights go dim |
We’re hustlers |
Me London hustlers, Yankee hustlers |
Michigan hustlers, We gon make em customers |
So let them keep discussing and cursing us cos we’re hustlers |
Never let them out-tussle or out muscle us |
This is a song for those unafraid |
To travel dust or road or the paths to get paid |
While all around, small rich kids are getting laid |
We keep the head game sharp like a tight braid |
So get that grade, get that H1 Visa |
We go make am, all true believers |
Never forget the place where you’re from |
If you don’t ever come back home, what good have you done? |
But while you’re there, run the race, run |
Black child living oppressed under the sun |
Watch for your boy in white screen tele V… V aah |
My Loopy hustlers, We gon make em customers |
It’s love till the death, because you put your trust on this |
Iceprince, Tars, Leony, Eve |
Lindsey, Ruby, we go make am, believe |
Yes, and to my brother Jesse Jagz |
Keep on hustling until we’re popping them tags |
And Moms and Pops are back home sitting for the brags |
Like yeah, I love the way them jeans sag |
CC hustlers, miners, hustlers |
Let me keep doing my thing so you can hustle this |
Audu, Yahaya, Captain Paul |
Obinna when it’s time, we’re gon hit it all |
Yeah, to my hustlers worldwide |
Keep hustling hard, your head up with pride |
Hands in the air for the hustlers who died |
Keeping the flame of hustle inside, we ride |
You be soldier boy, you be soldier boy |
You be soldier boy |
If you carry boot, snake go bite you |
If you carry helmet, sun go beat you |
Make you carry gun, bullet go kill you |
Kill you |
Make you carry helmet, sun go beat you |
Make you carry boot, snake go bite you |
Make you carry gun, gun go kill you |
Soldier boy, soldier boy, |
Soldier boy, soldier boy |