paroles de chanson Hustler Baby - 3ohBlack feat. JG Riff

Huh, this ain't no luck, I'm a hustler, baby (Baby)
I stay in the trap with them customers, baby
(Stay in the trap with them customers, baby)
Huh (MK, get that shit up there)
Huh (3Oh), huh

This ain't no luck, I'm a hustler, baby
Stay in the trap with them customers, baby
Took 30K out the bank just for a chain
And niggas ain't touchin' it, baby
You ain't my bitch, you a guzzler, baby
B.B. Simons like a wrestler, baby
No gassin' me up, I'm a Tesla, baby
Yeah, ha (3Oh)
This ain't no luck, I'm a hustler, baby
Stay in the trap with them customers, baby
Took 30K out the bank just for a chain
And niggas ain't touchin' it, baby
You ain't my bitch, you a guzzler, baby
B.B. Simons like a wrestler, baby
No gassin' me up, I'm a Tesla, baby
Yeah, ha (3Oh)

I slept in the studio for 'bout a week
Gotta make another hit before I sleep
I made a quarter milli' in a minutе
I feel like Popeye with thе spinach
Go look up rags to riches, I'm the image
One hit wonder, they thought I was finished
Opps mad 'cause a nigga be shinin'
I'm a hustler, a nigga be grindin'
My niggas locked up 'cause your niggas dyin'
A-ha, bitch
Abracadabra, we made 'em go poof (Where'd he go?)
Why lie, bitch?
Took me a break, I was workin' too hard
Play with that money, let's fly to D.R.
VVS diamonds, they see who we are
We in the Bentley, they in the Fiat (Woo)
First class flights (First class)
If her ass right (3Oh)
10K on me, that's light (Light)
20K on me, that's light (That's light)
First class flights (Flights)
If her ass right (Damn)
50K sittin' in the duffel
Round up the troops and go have a good night (3Oh)

This ain't no luck, I'm a hustler, baby
Stay in the trap with them customers, baby
Took 30K out the bank just for a chain
And niggas ain't touchin' it, baby
You ain't my bitch, you a guzzler, baby
B.B. Simons like a wrestler, baby
No gassin' me up, I'm a Tesla, baby
Yeah, ha (3Oh)
This ain't no luck, I'm a hustler, baby
Stay in the trap with them customers, baby
Took 30K out the bank just for a chain
And niggas ain't touchin' it, baby
You ain't my bitch, you a guzzler, baby
B.B. Simons like a wrestler, baby
No gassin' me up, I'm a Tesla, baby
Yeah, ha (3Oh)

I got my Glock, ain't no wrestlin', baby (Ain't no wrestlin', baby)
King of my city, the governor, baby (Governor, baby)
I fucked that bitch,
Ain't no lovin' her, baby (Ain't no lovin' her, baby)
Ah-ah, uh

Glock 21, we don't fuck with .380s (We don't fuck with .380s)
Bitch, I'm the one and he like
Number eighty (And he like number eighty)
I'm in the trap,
If I'm rappin' then pay me (If I'm rappin' then pay me)
We 'bout to whack 'em, packed in the Mercedes (Packed in the Mercedes)
Sleepin' on Riff, I'ma wake 'em up, nigga (Wake 'em)
Go kill a opp,
We ain't take enough niggas (We ain't take enough niggas)
We take a trip then that paper come with us (Paper come with us)
He took a trip just to post it on Twitter (On Twitter)
We killed your homie, they posted a nigga
That's him, bitch, keep postin' a nigga
Bust down chain keep chokin' a nigga
Bust down bitch wan' go with a nigga
That nigga name 3Oh looked through the peephole
Trap shit, nigga, I ain't playin' no Neo
Whack niggas, put big guns in the peacoat (Peacoat)
Hundred thousand racks, tryna add another zero (Zero)
We can shoot craps, nigga, we can shoot cee-lo (We can shoot cee-lo)
Brody want me graduate, but I don't want a kilo (I don't want a kilo)
And brody never graduate, but he got a P.O. (But he got a P.O.)
I can make a play however way, he wanna see, though, uh (Let's go)