Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustin Hour, artist - Onyx. Album song Wakedafucup, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.03.2014
Record label: Mad Money
Song language: English
Hustin Hour |
Hustle hard |
Get ya hustle on, go 'head |
Get ya hustle on, y’all go 'head |
Late night hustling, Im caught up in the hustle |
Three a.m. — hustling hours |
You better get your money, you ain’t fucking with ours |
We built it up from the ground up, like the towers |
Keep it uncut, we don’t fuck with the flour |
Late night dope sales, open door sales |
Homes in the hotel, cope with cartels |
Oh well, the feds ridin' my coattails |
Throw away the key, throwing me in the cold cell |
United States Ghetto getting money out the state |
First week strong, a hundred thousand at the gate |
Ain’t no love in the street, my thugs throwing slugs where you sleep |
And niggas pull the rug from your feet |
South side, nigga, from the heart like, 'what up?' |
Dark side, one thirsty first so blood up |
Homie got sent to the isle up north |
Bet it ends up being no talking, head up and shut up |
Get ya hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Go 'head, get your hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Get ya hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Better get your money, you ain’t touching ours |
Hustle hard |
Get ya hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Go 'head, get your hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Hustle hard |
Get ya hustle on (Hustlin hours) |
Better get your money, you ain’t touching ours |
All I sell is cocaine, I’m a drug dealer |
Nah for real, I’m a motherfucking drug dealer |
By my work soft, cook that up |
You need a nine, straight drop, I hook that up |
I gotta streets keep calling, it’s off to me to quit |
Just when I think I’m out, they need a brick |
Back to the hood again, all black hood again |
When I’m round the fiends, know the coke good again |
My hours is from twelve to twelve and |
365, 24/7 I’m selling |
I get a rush just bagging that cane |
Smoking Mary Jane, packing that thing |
All I do is hustle, fuck a 9 to 5 |
Start at 9, make 6 by 5 |
It’s an all day process, even on a Sunday |
Koran on the dashboard, bring you what you ask for |
Niggas got shooters, got hoes, got hammers for sale |
Got coke, got weed, got grams and scale |
Got anything you need, ain’t no way in hell |
There’s something money can’t buy even in jail |
In these streets i’m the landlord, niggas gotta pay rent |
Live on the top floor but came from the basement |
Niggas try to come at me, foul, catch a flagrant |
Hustle so hard I don’t know where the day went |
Move work turn bricks to bags, get fixed for cash |
Even did some licks for laughs |
Chicks on smash, selling pussy, pimp that ass |
Kids with masks demanding where you hid the stash |