Hussle Great

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Chuuwee - Rap, In English

Hussle Great

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Eli Mcfly] This that real gas, boy, I ain't come to play I plan to go out like a legend 'cause my hustle great Niggas beefing, that ain't beef, nigga, up the stakes I swear, this year, all my niggas 'bout to up they rates You got a better chance of seeing God than seeing me I shined a little, now it's big glow like CMG I duck and weave the bullshit like I be Ali Fuck niggas hating on the king, they on my T-I-P I heard your shit and it ain't sound that clever And that bitch you tryna chase, would I hound that? Never We could take tеn pases, do an all out western I lovе a brown game but Jordan made it look better Me and Money had enough, so it's up for you niggas TLC in the nineties, had enough of you niggas Tried to treat you like a bank, can't be trusting you niggas But you would lose it, so you can't celebrate Ws with us [Verse 2: Chuuwee] Wagwan too sad to BMWs, still don't fuck with you Or any other mother suckers, too, but thanks for coming through Gundam coupe sipping Hundred Proof, up the boogie on Now I think I wanna shoot each and every one of you I funnel loot out the street, count it, swung a Hummer through How did you escape the bungalo? That shit is tough as you But you be doing what them suckers do 'cause you buggabrew I up a cool twenty on her, man if she got bubble, [?], fuck you, too I heard some niggas had some shade for me They ain't got no fades for me, go out in a blaze glory Just stay in your lane, Torey, no more LA parties We just shooting shit but shoot a bitch and she'll go Meg on me Big pimp limping like a nigga sprained a leg on him Sicker than a play, COVID ain't got shit to [?] Move like amongst us, it's imposters in circumference Need a half ounce of fungus, I'll deal with these conundrums Hold on Shit I be spitting is like needle acupuncture You don't even have to wonder, we gon' beat his ass to slumber I don't even have to love her, I don't need it, I don't cuff her Heart colder than in Denver, I should buy this shit a puffer Puff daddy blowin' Cali' gas, I don't pass, nigga Passed out, no more time inside the hourglass, nigga Niggas loyal to some weenies, why you down for that nigga? All the punches like Tekken, seven, counter that, nigga [Outro] Oh, and, and at the end of the day, you don't like the way [?] sound That's how you get some money You know what I mean? Learn about some **** And, end of the day, it'll turn into cash The information will turn into cash

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Credits

Producers
  • KK McFly
  • Money Montage