Artist/Band:
Rick Ross
Lyrics for Song: Hustlin'
Lyrics for Album: Port Of Miami [2006]
"Hustlin'"
[Intro]
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin', hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin', hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin', hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss
745, white on white, that's fuckin' Ross
I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What)
I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back
I'm into distribution, I'm like Atlantic
I got them muthafuckas flyin' 'cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo (Pablo)
Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang
See most of my niggaz really still deal cocaine
My roof back (roof back)
My money rides (money rides)
I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like
When they snatched Black I cried for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes
[Chorus]
Everyday I'm hustlin', ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm
[Verse2]
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Ain't 'bout no funny shit, still bitches and business
I'm on my money shit, still whippin' them Benz's
Major League, who catchin' because I'm pitchin'
Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finished
I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin' over Pacifics to be specific
Triple C's, you know he's back, we holdin' stacks
So nigga go an' rat, you go run and tell 'em that (Tell 'em that)
Mo' cars (mo' cars) mo' hoes (mo hoes)
Mo' clothes (mo' clothes) mo' blow
[Chorus]
[Verse3]
It's time to spend my thrills (thrills)
Custom spinning wheels (wheels)
I ain't drove in a week, dem bitches spinnin' still
Talk about me cuz these suckas scared to talk about me
Killers talkin' 'bout me, it ain't no talk about me
It ain't no walkin' 'round me, see all these killers 'round me
Lotta drug dealin' 'round me goin' down in Dade County
Don't tote no .22s, Magnum cost me 22
Sat it on dem 22s, birds go for 22
Lil' mama super thick, she say she 22
She seen them 22s, we in room 222
I touch work like I'm Convertible Burt (Burt)
I got distribution so I'm convertin' the work
In the M-I-(A-Yo) them niggaz rich off (Yayo)
Steady slangin' (Yayo)
My Chevy bangin' (Ay yo)
[Chorus]
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