Sin Gancho
Four five shit
Yeah
Im pole clutching everyday cause I can't trust a soul
Just talked to flame about some shit he said it's on the floor
When it's up it's in the air some niggas gotta go
Bro riding around on that nutty shit I feel like I'm los
Perks got me in a groove but shit I'm kinda moody
Better be cool in this bitch Reese be tryna shoot it
I hit her pussy from the side she like how I bruise it
And you can't think without yo head that's how you end up losing
Yeah
You know who the fuck it is nigga
I remember my niggas was pulling turn arounds
That was back when us niggas was wearing hand me downs
Wasnt a day where Peezy wasn't in a different town
Cam got a six shot cannon that a lay you down
My nigga Bam the HustleJunkie don't play out of bounds
Flame got the torch a blow a nigga if you play the clown
Said he was lacking on the live now he on the ground
Won't pay attention to a nigga who be moving foul
It's all hustle never look wit me
Ain't been to the Mil but you know I keep some bucks with me
Gang know how I'm coming that's why real niggas fuck with me
She just wanna hustle she keep begging trying to come with me
Ain't chilling with a bitch unless she bringing in some paper
I'm finna take her down the springs she think we going on a date
Can't believe y'all still ain't got no hustle I just can't relate
Zaza off the drank and some RP got me feeling great
Yeah like I'm toney the tiger
Keep rolling up but it ain't no getting higher
Playing roles with this bitch she really think I like her
Told a couple hoes I love em guess I am a liar
No competition wit the gang but it's a money race
When you really getting off this shit come with hate
Four Five step in the party ain't no bitches safe
Catch any outta bounds and he getting laced
Can't never go against my gang I got em till the end
We grew up taking losses then we had learned how to win
Ima take the game winning shot like I don't know how to miss
Been in my bag on niggas necks I know it got em pissed
Aye rich this bitch too crazy
Make me wanna be a nigga ass like that nigga Stacey
Once I cut into a nigga then who gone save em
When my finger itching grab the gat cause it ain't no safety
And I ain't telling bro to chill out
Thirty with a beam he getting if we catch him out
Bro just came back with some good ass news we brought a seal out
Ex bitch see me doing good she think I got a deal now
HustleJunkies that's the gang way
Any nigga diss us he getting dropped the same day
Real stepper certain shit that I can't say
It's a couple still alive but they gone pay
Yeah
Im pole clutching everyday cause I can't trust a soul
Just talked to flame about some shit he said it's on the floor
When it's up it's in the air some niggas gotta go
Bro riding around on that nutty shit I feel like I'm los
Perks got me in a groove but shit I'm kinda moody
Better be cool in this bitch Reese be tryna shoot it
I hit her pussy from the side she like how I bruise it
And you can't think without yo head that's how you end up losing
Yeah
You know who the fuck it is nigga
I remember my niggas was pulling turn arounds
That was back when us niggas was wearing hand me downs
Wasnt a day where Peezy wasn't in a different town
Cam got a six shot cannon that a lay you down
My nigga Bam the HustleJunkie don't play out of bounds
Flame got the torch a blow a nigga if you play the clown
Said he was lacking on the live now he on the ground
Won't pay attention to a nigga who be moving foul
It's all hustle never look wit me
Ain't been to the Mil but you know I keep some bucks with me
Gang know how I'm coming that's why real niggas fuck with me
She just wanna hustle she keep begging trying to come with me
Ain't chilling with a bitch unless she bringing in some paper
I'm finna take her down the springs she think we going on a date
Can't believe y'all still ain't got no hustle I just can't relate
Zaza off the drank and some RP got me feeling great
Yeah like I'm toney the tiger
Keep rolling up but it ain't no getting higher
Playing roles with this bitch she really think I like her
Told a couple hoes I love em guess I am a liar
No competition wit the gang but it's a money race
When you really getting off this shit come with hate
Four Five step in the party ain't no bitches safe
Catch any outta bounds and he getting laced
Can't never go against my gang I got em till the end
We grew up taking losses then we had learned how to win
Ima take the game winning shot like I don't know how to miss
Been in my bag on niggas necks I know it got em pissed
Aye rich this bitch too crazy
Make me wanna be a nigga ass like that nigga Stacey
Once I cut into a nigga then who gone save em
When my finger itching grab the gat cause it ain't no safety
And I ain't telling bro to chill out
Thirty with a beam he getting if we catch him out
Bro just came back with some good ass news we brought a seal out
Ex bitch see me doing good she think I got a deal now
HustleJunkies that's the gang way
Any nigga diss us he getting dropped the same day
Real stepper certain shit that I can't say
It's a couple still alive but they gone pay
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