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rich hustle - fabolous & jim jones lyrics

[intro]
hitmaka
hol’ up

[chorus: fabolous]
i just gotta keep it street on some g code sh*t (g code)
do whatever for them wins on some cheat code sh*t (do whatever)
tryna be paid in full on some rico sh*t (get money)
toast to a rich hustle, n*gga, clicquot rich
i just gotta keep it street on some g code sh*t (that’s facts)
do whatever for them wins on some cheat code sh*t (don’t play with us)
tryna be paid in full on some rico sh*t (k!lla, what up?)
toast to a rich hustle, n*gga, clicquot rich (clicquot rich)
[verse 1: fabolous]
if they ask me how i been, i say, “i can complain” (i can’t)
same reason i be icy ’cause i can’t come plain (i can’t)
i know that life’s a b*tch, but i ran some game
and pop bottles ’cause i became a champ from pain (let’s go)
now the watch look good and i rock handsome chains
plus i always keep it a buck and some change
i been comin’ through harlem since the branson strain (facts)
ask about my pelle, avirex and vanson game (facts)
ask capo, am i capping (huh?), stop me when i’m rapping (huh?)
this sh*t really happened, so guess i’m really rapping (really rapping, n*gga)
you turned into a hater for a b*tch number (ew)
i hustled all winter for a rich summer (oh)

[chorus: fabolous, jim jones, ]
i just gotta keep it street on some g code sh*t (facts)
do whatever for them wins on some cheat code sh*t (whatever)
tryna be paid in full on some rico sh*t (harlem)
toast to a rich hustle, n*gga, clicquot rich (you see it)
i just gotta keep it street on some g code sh*t (keep it a buck)
do whatever for them wins on some cheat code sh*t (how you winning?)
tryna be paid in full (argh)
toast to a rich hustle, n*gga (ha), clicquot rich (capo)

[verse 2: jim jones]
we been popping champagne since we started with the white star (facts)
then we jumped to the rose like when juelz had the white car (remember that?)
sh*t, back then, it was a hunnid for the cristal
that was the nineties, i was running wild with my pistol (brrt)
summer in miami when we start drinking veuve (woo)
always ready for action like a part of a movie (loaded)
i been dripping since i hit ’em with the scarf and the lou’ v.
n*ggas know the vibe, that summer start ’em in a new v (skrrt)
and i know all the gangstas down on na roc
sh*t, i let my milli’ pop up on na block (grrt)
all these bottles on the corner like we just won a chip
and we got these b*tches thirsty like they just want a sip (really rich)
[chorus: fabolous]
i just gotta keep it street on some g code sh*t (keep it g)
do whatever for them wins on some cheat code sh*t (whatever it takes)
tryna be paid in full on some rico sh*t (harlem)
toast to a rich hustle, n*gga, (rich hustle, n*gga), clicquot rich (clicquot rich)

- fabolous jim jones lyrics

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