Ace Hood - Hustle Hard текст песни

Текст песни Hustle Hard - Ace Hood



I do it
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Mama need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard), guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
Okay, now, big bank in my pocket, double up with my profit
See this shit then I cop it, gimme that there and then drop it
Homie, hold up with my mojo, peep the whip and the logo
24's and they low pro, I bet she fucking, I know so
Nigga, ain't no doubt about it, riding 'round with that rocket
Load it up, and I cock it, send 'bout a couple off in your nog
And hear them 808's and they knocking, whole club and they rocking
Rosé in them buckets, all my homies up in here vibing
Nigga, big shit in my household, real niggas I die for
Creeping off in that Tahoe, all about their Delogione
Nigga, don't stop the party, we be getting naughty
Old kimosabe homie's, chiefing like I'm Marley
Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Mama need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard), guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
Okay now, all I know is hustle
Get it off the muscle, black is my attire
Keep them sticks off in that cupboard, nigga
I be going hard, bitch, I'm going hard
I just hit the mall, you just swipe the card
I'm with a couple Latin broads, I just do menage
Fuck you other guys, pussy telling lies
Homie, free my nigga AG, fuck you, niggas pay me
Swagging in my saline, two-door coupe Mercedes
I am too much for you buster's, bitches, I don't trust 'em
Fuck 'em once, I fuck 'em, bust 'em, never love 'em
They won't play me for, no sucker, play me for no paper
Make my bitches stomp her, alpha zeta omega
Better no one really on it, drive it, bet I own it
Money is involved, bet I know I'm on it
That's wording to my mother, gotta get it one way or another
I put that on my brother, I'm out here on the corner
Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Mama need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard), guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle), hustle (hustle) hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard



Авторы: Antoine Mccolister, Lexus Arnel Lewis


Ace Hood - Blood, Sweat & Tears
Альбом Blood, Sweat & Tears
дата релиза
09-08-2011




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