| Yeah, hey Zay, hey Zay
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| Young Jefe, holmes, oh!
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| GG for life
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| Long live 30 30
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| I’m a born hustler, can’t none of these lil' niggas trap like me
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| That sucka-free, only one nigga ridin' bust straps for me
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| Ain’t see none of you hoes with the task forces out here after me
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| They kick in that apartment door 'til niggas hit the balcony
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| Damn, we was in a rush, we had to flush them ki’s
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| Got money in the floor, hope they don’t touch the freezer
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| What you know about takin' them L’s and your whole family needs you?
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| What you know about workin' that scale? |
| I’m talkin' a thousand piece
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| I’m from Southeast, yeah, I be on that West
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| She heard a text, she said, «Who that?»
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| Baby, don’t worry, that’s my new connect
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| She seen my neck, she got so wet
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| She want Young Jefe to give some of that
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| I’m drippin' like this, they drippin' like that
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| I got more sauce than whoever, let’s bet
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| I make a freak girl come lick my Patek
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| All of my niggas gon' run up a check
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| All that she got was a pat on the back
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| She think they her friends, she run and tell that
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| Next week, them hoes gon' be ridin' a jet
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| Next week, them hoes gon' be right with the set
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| She with a real one, my nigga, relax
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| And I’m not thinkin' 'bout givin' her back (Oh!)
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| Expensive clothes, yeah, yeah, bankrolls
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| Get that money, lil' nigga, same goal
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| Round and round we go, round and round we go (Yeah, yeah)
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| Niggas still thuggin', bitches still hoes
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| Expensive clothes, bankrolls
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| Get that money, lil' nigga, same goal
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| Round and round we go, round and round we go (Yeah, yeah)
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| Niggas still thuggin', bitches still hoes
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| You see these diamonds, cannot comprehend
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| She know I’m a trapper, that made her a fan
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| We had the white, baby, we had the tan
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| That was way back before rap was the plan
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| She down for the struggle, she don’t need a man
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| I send her flicks to my dawgs in the can
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| Pretty lil' bitch, she be flippin' them bands
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| Trap with me, baby, I’ll buy you a Lamb'
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| Trap with me, baby, I’ll buy you a house
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| I know some niggas with books in their couch
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| I know some niggas ain’t 'bout what you 'bout
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| Come help you out, they ain’t runnin' their mouth
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| Come take a ride to me, promise, won’t crash
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| Where is we goin'? |
| On our way to the bag
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| When it’s time for war, niggas droppin' their flag
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| I go to the store and I’m poppin' them tags (Woah)
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| Expensive clothes, yeah, yeah, bankrolls
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| Get that money, lil' nigga, same goal
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| Round and round we go, round and round we go (Yeah, yeah)
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| Niggas still thuggin', bitches still hoes
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| Expensive clothes, bankrolls
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| Get that money, lil' nigga, same goal
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| Round and round we go, round and round we go (Yeah, yeah)
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| Niggas still thuggin', bitches still hoes
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| I’m a born hustler, can’t none of these lil' niggas trap like me
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| That sucka-free, only one nigga ridin' bust straps for me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Born Hustler, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song Fully Loaded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп