Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hustle Route , by - Young Greatness. Release date: 31.12.2015
Song language: English
Hustle Route |
| Yeah you can turn the street lights off on this one |
| Just get straight out these niggas |
| Saint Bernard San Pasto |
| Head honcho |
| Just sold a half a bird at the conoco |
| Pronto |
| For the lack of bronco |
| Ain’t no nigga cosign me |
| I hug the block for it |
| If any nigga came with that beef |
| I sent some shots for it |
| I don’t do that hit and the beef |
| Lamar for tough |
| Have my goons run in your spot |
| Hop in the ford truck |
| One for the feds I hit |
| The streets with a cold rush |
| Flood the whole block with that dope |
| Just like some cold cuts |
| Q.C chain on my neck |
| That’s like a gold rush |
| Probably be the president of that bitch |
| In a cold month |
| Let the feens O. D from my hotshot |
| And they told bro |
| I told ya bro |
| I be spittin that shit just like I’m soldier bro |
| Soldier rag on my face |
| Convicted felon and I can’t beat the case |
| D.A white bitch |
| She gone nail me til the preacher say |
| So say your grace |
| Imma spell your ass cause this a nursery |
| And I came for this money like it’s church today |
| Where the pastor at |
| See on the low |
| I don’t really see these niggas |
| But for my daughter |
| Might just kill these niggas |
| See this be that hustle route |
| Who gone really finish though |
| Who |
| Your old boys |
| Fore niggas drove porches |
| Had a benz |
| Fore niggas knew what benz is |
| Cold cut game |
| I done met a whole bird o dope |
| Master of the blow |
| Play my shit just like a vertico |
| In the ghost |
| Thinking bout them days when I rolled with Twon |
| In the kitchen |
| Whippin up that shit like a magic wand |
| Momma told me |
| Boy you a beast yeah your flow design |
| Ramen noodles on my knees serving them ounce is fine |
| And I ain’t seen none of you niggas up on that block of mine |
| And if I did |
| On them cold nights you’ll be tuna tuna |
| Kitchen with the mayonnaise jars whippin that YOLO bro |
| And I don’t see that beef shit |
| Either drink it like cola bro |
| I fold em up |
| Got a hundred goons with that scope bro |
| See this will be my passion scene I’m like |
| I done spend a couple dollars on a couple classics |
| I’ve been waiting to excel like Angela Bassett |
| See on the low |
| I don’t really see these niggas |
| But for my daughter |
| Might just kill these niggas |
| See this be that hustle route |
| Who gone really finish though |
| See I’m a mastermind |
| I just sit back and think about this motherfucking money |
| Ya dig me |
| Imma ball on these motherfuckers |
| Yeah |