hustlin' (street mix)
Singer:rick ross
ev-ev-ev-everyday i'm hustlin'
ev-ev-ev-everyday i'm hustlin'
everyday i'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
i had the wild coke connect from niggaz from south america
my guyanese niggaz used to hit me off
now i think you niggaz know what it is
see when the reaganomics of it was poppin' off
we used to get that inconceivable pop
who the fuck you think you fuckin' with
white on white that's fuckin' ross
i got them motherfuckers flyin' 'cross the atlantic
he owe me a hundred favors
see most of my niggaz really still deal cocaine
show you what i'm runnin' like
when they snatch black i cry for a hundred nights
just call me claustrophobia i leave no room to breathe
while other niggaz done lived see i create a scene
then i get up on my grind and i hustle to another level to another extreme
weed the empire that i'm building
even got a coke connect through pablo escobar's children
they call me whenever they manufacture the coke shipment
whenever there is a drought and we need to place an order
i holla at manuela escobar
from columbia through bahamas
the hunger for enchilada gets hotter please call her
she gets me coke that makes bodies numb once ya fingers in it
the coke got a sparkle like she got crystals in it
out of town my gangsta's bubblin'
see i will flip and sell you any drug cuz i be hustlin'
whip it real hard whip it 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 benzs
major league who catchin' because i'm pitchin'
jose canseco just snitchin' because he's finish
i feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens
they flyin' over pacific to be specific
triple c's you know it's back we holdin' sacks