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Hustle Hard Remix (feat. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross) letra


G-Mix, how I do it
Hustle, hustle, hustle, (yeah)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, (G-Mix)
Hustle, (this da remix)
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Uh

Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes, okay)
Times are getting hard (hard, okay), guess what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (okay, hard)
Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (it's the good, hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out until August, show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it, got but a house note in my pocket
I'm on South Beach with the top off, bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalog, she introduced to that lockjaw
And I think her name was Lisa, or maybe it was Sheila
My chevy sittin' too high, I call that Wiz Khalifa (ahh)
And I'm all about the new Franklins (franklins)
Ain't talkin’ Aretha, bitch, my league too major
I'm hip-hop Derek Jeter (woo)
And I'm still feeling my pockets
Big bass and it's knocking
Yeah, this be the remix, but still ride around with that rocket
I'll go walking back to my household, We The Best be the logo
Hundred grand for that neck glow, all about the dinero
Nigga flow so retarded, we be getting gnarley, woah, Kemosabe
It be me, Ross, Weezy party 'cause it's the

Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma 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, huh)
Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (you know I love this nigga, hard)
Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, I got hard (haha)
Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard
M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music

24's on my Bimmer (woo), you never know when I slide up
19 in my nina (woo), red dot when I ride up
Hundred deep in that KOD, King Of Diamonds, that's me, nigga
No, you bitches can't hit my weed, choppers only thing free niggas (huh)
Step to me and I teach you (huh), somebody text his preacher (huh)
Straight drop in my beaker, ace knocking my speakers (huh)
Last night I counted 1 mill, this morning 1-50
Pussy niggas can't count me out, don’t make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V12 for the Chevy (woo), jet blue, forget it (Woo)
Rolex embedded (woo) with princess and baguettes (yeah)
Same old brick, but’s it’s different yay
Yeah that's candy paint, on my 7 Tre, huh

Uh, same old shit (shit), just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard), guess what we gon' do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard (yeah)

Ok, now, black card in my pocket, riding round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my boxers, I ain't got time to be boxing
Got a red bone, she look tropic, if she fuck me right, then she shopping
Young money we poppin', I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck? That's Polo, grilled up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no socks, you niggas chicken: Pollo
Nigga LIV on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a backyard, fishtank with sharks in it
Real nigga, I'm authentic, I'll fuck the bitch till she short-winded
Got a bad bitch who be bartending, couple homies that gangbang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
Free my nigga T. I, SooWoo to the beehive
Got a G6 and a G5, you pussy niggas, you feline
Don’t stop the party, we be getting gnarley
Woah, Kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fuccus, and Marley
'Cause it's the same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby need some shoes
They want that Carter IV, bitch, it’s coming soon

Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard), guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

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