Текст песни Love of the Hustle - Trav , Jim Jones
For
the
love
of
the
hustle
(Niggas
love
the
hustle)
(Jim
Jones)
These
Niggas
levelin
up
When
they
know
the
level
is
us
If
I
buy
a
watch
I
bust
it
Or
either
bezzel
it
up
They
know
my.
jeweler
Gotta
hell
of
a
touch
uh
Make
movies
and
even
My
trailers
is
tough
uh
Saw
the
boys
when
they
Was
trollin
the
truck
I
got
ops
thought
they
was
Real
but
they
was
telling
on
us
uh
Don't
give
a
fuck
I
got
that
Cellibate
touch
made
a
Couple
mill
of
weed
when
They
was
mailin
it
uh
Rolls
Royce
truck
Suicide
doors
she
was
5'10
without
the
shoes
5'4
Penthouse
eating
meals
On
high
floors
My
man
took
a
hit
Couple
million
on
dry
war
Eye
ball
john
wall
Couple
killers
they
On
call
I.mehn
matters
of
fact
Scratch
that
they
Prolly
wouldn't
Catch
that
Prolly
Couldn't
see
it
like
Where
the
ruler
got
His
patch
at
Buss
it
all
down
Where
the.
Where
the
Latch
at
uh
All
my
idols
They
was
false
prophet
Talk
about
the
plug
He
ran
off
on
a
socket
Shit
they
start
talking
War
we
ran
and
bought
Some
rockets
Lemme
chill
here
They
say
sols
as
shit
Leave
em
let
em
know
Where
you
sleep
Death
gotta
be
free
Cause
livin
it
ain't
cheap
For
the
love
of
the
hustle
Do
anything
just
to
eat
Brick
and
a
half
Got
you
feeling
Like
you
meech...
Uhh
Ten
toes
to
the
G
code
it
may
bear
staying
Loyal
to
your
peeps
For
the
love
of
the
hustle
Brick
to
the
face
Like
you
deebo
Now
you
got
em
Yelling
on
them
people
Like
you
ducking
from
the
Rico...
For
the
love
Of
the
hustle(for
the
love
of
the
Hustle)ten
toes
to
the
g
code
(Ten
toes
nigga)
for
the
love
Of
the
hustle
(Jim
Jones)
Uh.
Shit
Millionaire
minded
i
should
kill
em
With
kindness
instead
I
am
Blowing
smoke
as
I
am
fillin
My
nine
clip
had
to
tell
a
Hoe
that
I
am
still
in
my
Prime
bitch
upstairs
rollin
Up
eating
diner
at
prime
bitch
I
will
still
choke
a
bitch
out
then
Give
her
that
heimlich
Its
always
gang
gang
I
need
My
Niggas
to
shine
because
We're
Stuck
up
in
the
realist
of
time
Yeah
i
wore
camo
band
Richard
Mille
for
the
time
two
hundred
Bucks
on
a
watch
Niggas
would
Kill
for
the
time
everytime
I
Speak
to
my
lawyer
I
am
getting
Biilled
for
the
time
so
tell
em
Make
it
sweet
because
every
Word
got
a
price
on
it
Should
we
cop
furs
in
his
or
hers
With
what
they
write
on
em
Maybach
Benz
and
at
the
ends
With
the
light
on
it
off
white
Hoodie
that
says
off
white
on
it
Grandma
place
I
put
the
beige
Off
white
on
it
drive
by
blocks
That
I
played
all
night
on
it
They
say
solo
as
shit
Leave
em
let
em
know
Where
you
sleep
death
Gotta
be
free
cause
Livin
it
ain't
cheap
For
the
love
of
the
Hustle
do
anything
just
To
eat
brick
and
a
half
got
You
feeling
like
you
meech
Ten
toes
to
the
g
code
it
may
Bear
staying
loyal
to
your
Peeps
for
the
love
of
the
hustle
Brick
to
the
face
like
you
deebo
Now
you
got
em
yelling
on
Them
people
like
you
ducking
From
the
Rico...
for
the
love
Of
the
hustle
ten
toes
to
the
G
code
for
the
love
of
the
Hustle
End.
1 Cristal Occasions
2 Love of the Hustle
3 Make No Issues of It
4 State of the Union
5 Pity in the Summer (feat. Cam'ron, Rain, Fred the Godson & Marc Scibilia)
6 Cocaine Dreamin
7 Mama I Made It
8 To Whom it May Concern (feat. Cam'ron, Guordan Banks, Benny the Butcher & Conway the Machine)
9 Sports Cars
10 Song Boxing
11 Bread Right
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