Long Live Hu$tle
Since Uncle Hustle died, these niggas' heads started to get inflated
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hated
When we catch them boys, won't do no talking, won't do no debating
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheet
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas rest in peace
I say niggas hoes, but I stand on ten toes, can't get the best of me
I'ma keep on fuckin' niggas, bitches, while they rest in peace
ARP, shoot two-two-three, meet God, you think about testin' me
Niggas testify, come to his momma, he gon' tell a lie
But I'm gon' lie to the honor, undeconscious, put that on my momma
Three Ps in a book bag, screamin' fuck task, doin' a hundred some
My trigger finger toxic as hell, every time we slide, we do it right
Ain't got no time for no jail
Since Uncle Hustle died, these niggas' heads started to get inflated
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hate it
When we catch them boys, won't do no talkin', won't do no debatin
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood-related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheet
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas rest in peace
Know that boy rat, I set the trap, he came and ate the cheese
Knew the streets wasn't for him, gave him life, was quick to hit his knees
Love to demonstrate, can't show no face, he makin' niggas bleed
And anything we take, you want it back, this shit gon' cost a fee
Been a long time since Hustle been gone
Yeah, they took him out, the mission failed, I still got his phone
Be a long time, till cuzzo, come home
Trap behind the walls, ain't got no feelin' cause he all alone
Since Uncle Hustle died, these niggas' heads started to get inflated
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hate it
When we catch them boys, won't do no talkin', won't do no debatin
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood-related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheets
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas, rest in peace
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hated
When we catch them boys, won't do no talking, won't do no debating
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheet
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas rest in peace
I say niggas hoes, but I stand on ten toes, can't get the best of me
I'ma keep on fuckin' niggas, bitches, while they rest in peace
ARP, shoot two-two-three, meet God, you think about testin' me
Niggas testify, come to his momma, he gon' tell a lie
But I'm gon' lie to the honor, undeconscious, put that on my momma
Three Ps in a book bag, screamin' fuck task, doin' a hundred some
My trigger finger toxic as hell, every time we slide, we do it right
Ain't got no time for no jail
Since Uncle Hustle died, these niggas' heads started to get inflated
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hate it
When we catch them boys, won't do no talkin', won't do no debatin
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood-related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheet
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas rest in peace
Know that boy rat, I set the trap, he came and ate the cheese
Knew the streets wasn't for him, gave him life, was quick to hit his knees
Love to demonstrate, can't show no face, he makin' niggas bleed
And anything we take, you want it back, this shit gon' cost a fee
Been a long time since Hustle been gone
Yeah, they took him out, the mission failed, I still got his phone
Be a long time, till cuzzo, come home
Trap behind the walls, ain't got no feelin' cause he all alone
Since Uncle Hustle died, these niggas' heads started to get inflated
Only reason Uncle Hustle died, because his partners hate it
When we catch them boys, won't do no talkin', won't do no debatin
Better watch your back, who plottin' out just might be blood-related
My co-defendant was my cousin, I took all them felonies
Asked about Binglou, they tell you I'm solid like metal sheets
Remember we was 4 deep, we was ridin' around with seven heats
Plenty demonstrations, we went on made niggas, rest in peace
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Writer(s): Kenneth Bell Iii, De'shawn Hubbard, Cory Chandler
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