[Verse 1]

The streets make the hustlas

Hustlas make the world go round

The world is made of keys, ounces and pounds

The keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlas

See how shit come back round for ya

Gotta cop it, chop it and cook it

See how shit come back round for ya

Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble

And you can knock on my door

But you can't knock the hustle

But I- it's like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen

And my Jake but I put more 'd' on me

Lil Weezy Wee gon eat that's how it is

Got insurance on the floor man I'm that positive

And I'm shaggy in the saggy lens

Me an my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz

And you know I put the mags on that

.45 mack with the flash on that

Who want it

Everybody sing along

[Hook x2]

Now I'ma ride cuz I got riding in my bloodline

And I'ma shine cuz I got shining in my bloodline

I get that dough cuz I got hustle in my bloodline

I play concrete

[Verse 2]

And when I move, I move out with the raw

wrapped
world
white
verse
twenty
squad
south
vietnam
soldier
streets
shots
shorts
shine
shaggy
saggy
round
right
riding
really
positive
player
ounces
culture
along
blueprint
album
bubble
dirty
throw
bread
shoulder
better
getting
watch
inside
paddy
nostre
bloodline
shoeprints
cruising
around
basketball
pounds
clips
wagon
three
hustle
tally
dough
concrete
crack
thunder
after
asking
hustling
whole
bitch
because
bubba
straight
everybody
before
weezy
pumping
eight
stoop
shining
floor
flash
bricks
gangsta
follow
nineteen
gotta
house
probably
inspired
insurance
knock
through
coast
lowest
skate
music
young
never
lives
nuisance

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