| Same old shit, just a different day
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| I can try to get it, each and every way
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| Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
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| Times are getting hard, guess what I’ma do
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard
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| Okay, I’m booked out until August
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| Show money deposits
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| See the shit then I cop it
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| got but a house note in my pocket
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| I’m on south beach with the top off
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| Bad bitch and her ass soft
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| Something outta that catalogue
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| She introduced to that lock jaw
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| and I think her name was Lisa
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| Or maybe it was Sheila
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| My chevy sittin' too high
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| I call that Wiz Khalifa
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| And I’m all about the new Franklins
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| Ain’t talkin' Aretha
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| Bitch my league too major
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| I’m hiphop Derek Jeter
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| And I’m still feeling my pockets
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| Big bass and its knocking
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| Yeah this be the remix
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| But still ride around with that rocket
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| I’ll go walking back to my household
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| «We The best"be the logo
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| Hundred grand for that neck glow
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| All about the dinero
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| nigga flow so retarded
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| we be getting gnarley
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| Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Weezy party cause its the
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| Same old shit, just a different day
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| I can try to get it, each and every way
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| Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
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| Times are getting hard, guess what I’ma do
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle for the bread, hustle to them bad,
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| Hustle is my name, all I know is came
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| My heart get no feel is, got no
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| Niggers in my benice, tossed up decisions
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| They is still my niggers, I won’t stalk my partners
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| Nick can’t sound with me or listen, nigger shoot new choppers
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| Look at my wallet, trying to raise my daughters
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| Money on the books I sent to my partners
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| Rapping they changing, young niggers they’re brainless
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| I hold my own, cause my partners let me hanging
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| wonder what they’re claiming
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| Choppers shooting no lame shots they’re aiming
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| Niggers playing like killers, beefing out on Twitter
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| Sworn like the with my blister
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| I am meister bad rob, coming to nigger show
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| like let me get that chains cause I know you nigger’s whose
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| all the rappers they trap us, all bitches they models
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| dj got ego, put it in a bottle, damn
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| I’m a mean cause I look up, I’m a real nigger, can’t have me,
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| or buy me, but guess what,
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| play with me wish you would
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| stand for refill rap nigger but he’s still a murderer
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| …we rock you
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| Same old shit, just a different day
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| I can try to get it, each and every way
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| Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
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| Times are getting hard, guess what I’ma do
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard
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| 24's on my Beemer
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| You never know when I slide up
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| 19 in my nina, red dot when I ride up
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| Hundred deep in that K.O.D
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| King Of Diamonds that’s me nigga
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| No you bitches can’t get my beat
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| Choppers only thing free niggas
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| Step to me and I teach you
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| Somebody text his picture
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| Straight drop in my
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| Ace knocking my speakers
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| Last night I counted 1 mill
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| This morning 150
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| pussy niggas can’t count me out, don’t make me hurt ya feelings, ah
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| V12?, jet blue, forget it
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| Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
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| Same old brick, but’s it’s different yay
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| Yeah that’s candy paint, On my 7 Tre
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| Same old shit, just a different day
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| I can try to get it, each and every way
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| Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
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| Times are getting hard, guess what I’ma do
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard
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| Ok, now, black card in my pocket
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| Riding round in that gotti
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| Pistol off my boxers
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| I ain’t got time to be boxing
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| Got a red bone she look tropic
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| If she fuck me right or she shopping
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| Young money we poppin'
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| I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
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| See that V-neck, that’s Polo
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| Grilled up like Ocho
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| Chuck Taylors with no socks
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| You niggas chicken, pollo
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| nigga live on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
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| Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
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| Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
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| Real nigga I’m authentic
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| I’ll fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
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| Got a bad bitch who be bartending
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| Couple homies that gang bang
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| I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
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| Free my nigga T. I
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| SooWoo to the beehive
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| Got a G6 and a G5
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| You pussy niggas you feline
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| Don’t stop the party, we be getting gnarley
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| Oh kimosabe, I’m with Mack,? |
| and Marley
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| Same old shit, just a different day
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| I can try to get it, each and every way
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| Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
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| Times are getting hard, guess what I’ma do
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
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| Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hustle Hard , by - Yo Gotti. Song from the album On My Own, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп