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Hustler Video (MV)




Performed By: Mr vybez
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Gerald Parker Jr




Mr vybez - Hustler Lyrics
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Another night, just crying behind the curtain, in the pantomime, moonlight, DJ Bake
Y'all be acting passive as f*ck, I always stood on my own, I always got to a buck
It's hard to listen to what people try to tell me about trust
Cause at any given second, they be f*cking it up
I got that hustler in me, and niggas just envy
I stop sipping on Remy, and you niggas gossip like Wendy
Get cut up like a butcher, I ain't talking bout Benny
And if money on my head, I just hope that it's plenty
I'm out South Park, I hope you niggas die like Kenny
Got a penny for my thoughts, by this bitch named Mackenzie
She said she f*cking for that Gucci, Chanel, Prada, and Fendi
Bitches going hardcore Henry, I put my heart in the semi
And I'ma let it sing like Britney
I put the town in a frenzy, crack me chair with some Henny
Man, f*ck the opps, and you wear it, ass niggas acting too friendly
I'm from a block, running like Forrest for f*cking with Jenny
When we slide on the opps, I be driving the Hemi
I be known by a lot, but don't f*ck with too many
And La Casa drinking Casa till the bottle is empty
I always stood by myself, don't care about who not with me
I got some evil ways, told to get a grip
I'm bout to change the page, blinded by the lights from the crowd
As they surround the stage Knew my heart turned black when I seen the spade
I'ma die, I'ma die, I'ma die, until peace is made
I'm an open book, I let you read the page
My young niggas hyping, they wild, you should see they face
I don't do no smoking, niggas weed, that shit might be laced
And I swear they drop the charges on me if I catch a case
Run it up, all I know is get it, I want a hundred bands
One of the realest ones in my city, I'm a business man
I don't do no robbing to pay, Peter no Paul shit
I really show love in my city, nigga that's Boss shit
I got that hustler in me, yeah
I got that hustler in me, my nigga swear we gettin money
Got that hustler in me, I'm always chasing all this money
Got that hustler in me, I'm a hustler nigga
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Another night, just crying behind the curtain, in the pantomime, moonlight, DJ Bake
Y'all be acting passive as f*ck, I always stood on my own, I always got to a buck
It's hard to listen to what people try to tell me about trust
Cause at any given second, they be f*cking it up
I got that hustler in me, and niggas just envy
I stop sipping on Remy, and you niggas gossip like Wendy
Get cut up like a butcher, I ain't talking bout Benny
And if money on my head, I just hope that it's plenty
I'm out South Park, I hope you niggas die like Kenny
Got a penny for my thoughts, by this bitch named Mackenzie
She said she f*cking for that Gucci, Chanel, Prada, and Fendi
Bitches going hardcore Henry, I put my heart in the semi
And I'ma let it sing like Britney
I put the town in a frenzy, crack me chair with some Henny
Man, f*ck the opps, and you wear it, ass niggas acting too friendly
I'm from a block, running like Forrest for f*cking with Jenny
When we slide on the opps, I be driving the Hemi
I be known by a lot, but don't f*ck with too many
And La Casa drinking Casa till the bottle is empty
I always stood by myself, don't care about who not with me
I got some evil ways, told to get a grip
I'm bout to change the page, blinded by the lights from the crowd
As they surround the stage Knew my heart turned black when I seen the spade
I'ma die, I'ma die, I'ma die, until peace is made
I'm an open book, I let you read the page
My young niggas hyping, they wild, you should see they face
I don't do no smoking, niggas weed, that shit might be laced
And I swear they drop the charges on me if I catch a case
Run it up, all I know is get it, I want a hundred bands
One of the realest ones in my city, I'm a business man
I don't do no robbing to pay, Peter no Paul shit
I really show love in my city, nigga that's Boss shit
I got that hustler in me, yeah
I got that hustler in me, my nigga swear we gettin money
Got that hustler in me, I'm always chasing all this money
Got that hustler in me, I'm a hustler nigga
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Writer: Gerald Parker Jr
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