hustle - eroc historymakerz lyrics
eroc historymakerz intro:
my story, my pain see n*ggas don’t know what i’ve been thru in life, man ( sha sha jones let ’em know)
eroc historymakerz verse:
aye, i became the man before i became a man (yes sir)
n*ggas try to hate me, but i understand (i understand)
kept the 4*5 on my waistline (my waistline)
cus a n*gga was traffickin thru boarder lines (unt uh)
had to get it in by the truckload (truckload)
shout out to my m*th*f*ckn amigos (i’m plugged)
n*ggas talkn bricks but ain’t gettin ’em in (nope)
them n*ggas frontin, well they stuntin
rio chorus:
coming from the hood
i’m on that trap’n sh*t
i’m always on the hustle
so i trap and sh*t
my money good
my b*tch real and
my n*ggas hold that grip
i’m always on thе hustle*oooo
eroc historymakerz versе:
aye, i done seen death quite a few times (a few times)
n*ggas, tried to k!ll me over a 9 piece (a 9 piece)
i been selling dope since i was 16 (16)
had to get it in by all means (unt uh)
young n*gga always on da block (on da block)
never had to ask n0body, nah (i’m plugged)
n*ggas talkn bricks but ain’t gettin ’em in (nope)
them n*ggas frontin, well they stuntin
sha sha jones & rio chorus:
coming from the hood
i’m on that trap’n (trap’n) sh*t
i’m always on the hustle
so i trap (trap’n) and sh*t
my money good
my b*tch real and
my n*ggas hold that grip
i’m always on the hustle*oooo
rocky diamonds verse:
look, rek, i’m always on the hustle
really from the struggle (yeah)
the one that break bread (bread)
with the ones who love you (yeah)
yeah, from the bottom to the top (top)
one shot, head shot, now that n*gga gone (gone)
m*o*b man, it’s the mob (mob)
with no prob, i send my hittas to yo day job (mink)
yeah, these n*ggas know what rek about (rek)
no words man, i let my choppa talk it out (yeah)
sha sha jones & rio chorus:
coming from the hood
i’m on that trap’n (trap’n) sh*t
i’m always on the hustle
so i trap (trap’n) and sh*t
my money good
my b*tch real and
my n*ggas hold that grip
i’m always on the hustle*oooo
eroc historymakerz verse:
aye, i’m talkn so many bricks you would’ve thought it was drywall
got the j’s lined up like i’m selling them concord
n*ggas hate on a n*gga, why?
cus i’m steady gettin money
still pullin up in a foreign
with a bad b*tch named lauryn
got that money on my mind
i stack that b*tch to the ceiling
they like, how i’m doing the things
that i’m doing my n*gga
i tell ’em, i’m plugged
n*ggas talkn bricks but ain’t gettin ’em in (nope)
them n*ggas frontin, well they stuntin
sha sha jones & rio chorus:
coming from the hood
i’m on that trap’n (trap’n) sh*t
i’m always on the hustle
so i trap (trap’n) and sh*t
my money good
my b*tch real and
my n*ggas hold that grip
i’m always on the hustle*oooo
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