| Uh, uh, Hustle Gang nigga
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| Fuck you sayin' fool
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| No rappin' ass nigga, man we da south man!
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| We don’t care nothing bout dat shit coming out your mouth!
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| Swag Bitch!
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| Three, this shit dope
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| Bitch I’m hot but the whip cold
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| (These bitches talkin' bout they Limber
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| Got these bitches in Limbo) they limber
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| And got the bitches in Lambo
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| Money real long bitch limo
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| Whoop a nigga ass like Kimbo
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| Hold up where the muthafuckin' hood at (where the hood at ?)
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| I do this shit with my kinfolk
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| This shit cold, slow nigga down move the blitz slow
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| They don’t see a nigga cause the tint tho
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| I’m lookin' for a mothafuckin' nympho
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| Bricks in the goddamn Pinto
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| You want a couple those get the info
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| Break down dimes look like like mentos
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| If the shoes ain’t a grand, we don’t get those
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| Uh, hurry up nigga this the last ki
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| They don’t know where the fiberglass safe at
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| To get in that bitch you need a glass key
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| I’m ballin' like a mothafuckin' athlete
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| These niggas can’t rap if you ask me
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| Check the alphabet nigga I’m the last «G»
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| Usain Bolt can’t catch me !
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| Boat motor chevy can’t pass me
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| Pink berry Mollie bitch rasby
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| If a nigga think he better I forgive him
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| «Dro spit like Pac» nigga begged him
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| NYC nigga feel him
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| 3Krazy flow imma get him
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| I don’t need a bulletproof vest
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| I took a .45 'till the stomach can' kill him !
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| Young Dro !
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| Three, I’m Gucci, ATL nigga eat sushi
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| $ 5000 Yorkie named Poochie
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| I don’t want your bitch, I want coochie
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| On the yacht boat nigga I’m the crew chief
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| Sick flow bitch you gotta sue me
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| If a 30 year old bitch wanna do me
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| She gotta put 30 inches on a Dually
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| My bitch ain’t black she persian
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| Got a cashmere drop top Burban
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| I’m ghetto ass nigga you suburvin'
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| Got waves in my hand, I’m surfin'
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| Al Qaeda nigga with the turban
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| Got 20 bricks in the excursion
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| I’m a kush nigga, you can keep «purpin»
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| This sac get low i’m lurkin'
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| Ride on a Bentley Green and white Bobby and Whitney
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| Popping they kidney, way blacker than Poitier Sidney
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| Detroit what up doe
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| Got Cartier with me
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| Got weight you wanna lif' it got 20 blocks with me
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| I’m trill tho, flow lyrics up in your earlobe
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| 5 shots hop out 'n' the k in your ribs tho
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| Nigga know I’m gangsta cause I’m up in they grill tho
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| I kill all ya’ll; |
| after that, kill more
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| After Louis, I kill em in the premium denim
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| You medium, nigga
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| I make you be obedient nigga
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| I got flavor, check out my ingredients nigga
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| I get higher than a balloon with helium in it
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| I’m really a menace
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| Rush a ho like Willie McGinest
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| I’m really committed to fuckin with the richest of bitches
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| I’m itching for digits
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| I’m part way pimpin efficient
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| Bitches see the Chevrolet and get to winking and wishing
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| Hey (?) with the rocks on you can get popped on
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| Light yellow Chevy the color of popcorn
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| My bitch wrap me, I got the façon
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| Drop in the mirror imma gettin' my floss on
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| Hands-free phone I’m gettin' my talk on
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| I gotta spit heart, cause my nigga Pac gone
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| If I ain’t gettin money then nigga you bought wrong
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| When your broad callin the house but nigga I’m not home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hammer Time , by - Young Dro. Song from the album High Times, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп