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natural born hustlers - c4thetrendsetta lyrics

it’s all business no love to the competition
let that chopper hit em sit em down swap his spirit
die now or imma think about it later
imma think about it never
all i think about is paper
i draw first that’s that quick animation
you smell that stench you just think sanitation
i’m right here n*gga f*ck the location
cause too much information can get you that vacation
tell the cops i said f*ck the allegations
got work in the truck with no conversation
one for the hurt
one for the hill
but one from the hammer will get a n*gga k!lled
fill a n*gga up
then it’s for real
we gone hit a n*gga up and split a n*gga meal
yeah
if n*ggas acting how they feel thеn i pull it out the jacket get to clapping likе seal
yeah
kidnapping the little ones
throwing b*tch n*ggas off the back of the building
i hope you know how to fly and sincerely
i will do the same thing to everyone you live with
everything you stand for send them to the heavens sky
weezy f. baby boy get it right every time
weezy f. baby boy get it right every time
weezy f. baby boy get it right every time
all black f&n tucked by my waistline
in case a n*gga wanna act froggy i keep mine
always chase a bag on the road state to state line
never trust a n*gga or a b*tch cause they stay lying
in my area all you gone see is gang signs
a bunch of n*ggas with them choppers ready to spray i
was the n*gga in the field with the dice getting ill
roll them motherf*ckers quick break n*ggas pockets on the real
yeah
every dollar i’m touching
it could be repercussions
n*ggas mad about a bag that they ain’t hustle for buddy
i can tell you i was nickel diming bagging up something
just to make a sack after school cause i ain’t have me no me money
old shirt khaki jeans with some and 1’s on
and i was still getting honeys with that bum sh*t on
but what happens to the homies when your buzz all gone
all the money slowing down
and now that love all gone
i hit the road by myself with a bag of that strong
moon rocks gary payton kalifa kush and some more
thick redbone b*tch she look like raven symoné
she keep some work up in her bra
and keep a tool on the floor
weezy claim the 17 and i’m straight from the 4
add it up that’s 21 but let me slow it down
hold up let me backtrack
play my cards like they blackjack
meaning i just hit the jackpot
tell em other p*ssy n*ggas back back
hopping on a wayne track and you ain’t spazz yet
imma type n*gga take ya b*tch up out here spandex
rub her body down with oil
and hit her from the back yes
ohhhhhhhhhh trendsetta mob
you are in tune with trendsetta mob
turn the volume all the way up

- c4thetrendsetta lyrics

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