Key: C major
Verse 1
Yessir
Turn everything up some more
The drums you know,
the music and shit
(Holla back) I'm goin for
it now
(Holla back) yessir
Verse 2
(Holla back) hey yo
Em
In the heart of a re- up,
its sumthin like a g- up
M- c- a fingering that b-
F
Em
up or that c- up
Fiends creep up with their
flesh lookin beat up
And my tennis ball is stuffed with
enough work to fill a tea cup
He opened up his jacket,
I opened up my packet
He pulled out his money,
I'm pullin out that honey
F
Em
He stuff it in his stem soon
as he took it from me
Yellow teeth chaffed lips
and his nose is runny
He lit that shit, he hit that quick
As if I was high I asked him
where them bricks at, shit
F
Em
where they be selling ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in
them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shiiit ma nigga take
F#
Em
another hiiit
We ran up in that crib with them
F
Em
Uzis and them Sigs
Give up the work or we tyin up the kids
Did I get that work? What you think, yes I did
I didn't, actually that wasnt true and if you
Verse 3
aspire to hustle thats a how- to to you
metal wit muffles
F#
Trunk full of cash wit a couple of duffles
a bundle of truffles
Verse 4
hustle (holla back)
So you can style on these niggas
(holla back)
So you can style on these
niggas (ya follow that)
So you can style on these
niggas (well follow dis)
Verse 5
To be physically subtle and
financially stand out
You should see me stick that big
F
Em
S on my anso
And literally call destructure so
no one can touch ya
Teenage girls'll love ya and
models wanna fuck ya
Ice cream ya way on to somebodys
F#
Em
magazine cov er
F
F#
Em
So much money that the lid threatens eruption and the bank
F
Em
says you dont have to call like you're Usher
And I ain't kill or sell drugs to nobody
But I know niggas that kill and
stretch work like pilates
Nigga the crack house was literally
right beside me
When them fiends hit that shit
they kicked jus like karate
We named one bruce lie
One slim kelly who issued too much quicker
F
F#
than luis rank and m belly
Verse 6
memories won't fail me
metal wit muffles
F#
Trunk full of cash wit a couple of duffles
a bundle of truffles
Verse 7
hustle (holla back)
So you can style on these niggas
(holla back)
So you can style on these
niggas (ya follow that)
So you can style on these
niggas (well follow dis)
Verse 8
Em
F
Db
In the hood wake up to the
Em
F
Db
Sound like the work of my jerks
Gb
Db
Pull up an d them eyes wide open
Stack of toys
The feelin throbbin I got it and poppin
need to re- word it
Nigga the enzo jus came and
Yeah niggas you heard
it the perversion of stars
I guess if I go in my garage
it'd be a menage
When we high off potato chips
New cript and florida were
the soul core corridors
Yes them babies mine,
Tell jacob light on the platinum
keep the fire in the chain
Yikes I mean ice on the
motherfucker gleam
I guess if my ice is fire it
leave you niggas singed
See theres you theres me
Verse 9
metal wit muffles
F#
Trunk full of cash wit a couple of duffles
a bundle of truffles
Verse 10
hustle (holla back)
So you can style on these niggas
(holla back)
So you can style on these
niggas (ya follow that)
So you can style on these
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