Hustle

Album cover art for "Hustle" by Birdman & Lil Wayne & Gudda Gudda

Birdman & Lil Wayne & Gudda Gudda - Rap, In English

Hustle

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Duration: 4:23

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[Intro: Birdman] Yeah, just like priceless Something you can't see, nigga [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do is handle my biz And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did Every day I been prayin' to you I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you I get money, money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Nigga, I don't trust a soul so I ride alone I keep my eyes in my rear-view ridin' home See, I'm ready for whatever, understand me Any situation, whatever the Lord hand me We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant Big Money, so we blowin' it apparently C-Cash Money, Young Money, yeah, it's all a family Birdman and Weezy, they payin' all salaries And I'ma ride with 'em till they bury me [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do is handle my biz And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did Every day I been prayin' to you I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you I get money, money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Livin' that life, livin' that life from under dem streetlights But it ain't bright enough to show me where I'm goin' But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin' And uh, a nigga wit strikes Try me and your family don't sleep right Didn't think I was tough enough to make it on my own But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm And uh, now I'm killin' at night Killin' that night-life on the east side Leather on chrome Television with the phone and the top is so gone [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do is handle my biz And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did Every day I been prayin' to you I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you I get money, money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money [Verse 3: Birdman] Yeah, flash the bright lights, nigga, smash on site Born rich, bitch-nigga, live with no wife Keep the pain of the price, prices with the dice Give a fuck about your life rollin' railish stripes High like a kite, G4 every night Overseas money, bitch, we do it so right Don't do it right so we don't it all Money hard, bitch nigga playin' like a ball Ball life, ya head life, ya gettin' getcha game right Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right Twist ya life, nigga, we live in sunshine 5-star condo and stay fly [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do is handle my biz And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did Every day I been prayin' to you I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you I get money, money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money

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Credits

Writers
  • Rondell “MrBeatz” Cobbs
  • Birdman
  • Lil Wayne
  • Gudda Gudda