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man down - hustle gang lyrics

[chorus: yung booke]
[?] that f*ck sh*t
[?] on that f*ck sh*t
ppulled off [?]
[?]
weed man on that f*ck sh*t
got locked up on that f*ck sh*t
the whole world on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck this
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
get on that f*ck sh*t
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck around, and it’s gon be a man down
a man down
man down

[verse 1: yung booke]
man down
[?] raised [?]
k’s spark
no talking, no trace now
f*ck sh*t, my youngings with me
[?] lay it down
[?] double [?]
looking for some extra, [?]
[?] get even worse
[?]
been spazzing, on my chicago bullsh*t
[?] something else, [?]
just got a revolver, i can’t wait [?]
[?] swisher
broke n*ggas envy me
sippin lean cause i am the s.a.t
[?] the ak [?]
the weed man got my money, he rich off me
i know some n*ggas younger than me that rich off me
n*gga on that f*ck sh*t, try my brother, bet he r.i.p
i’m screaming free the homie, f*ck the police
[chorus: yung booke]
[?] that f*ck sh*t
[?] on that f*ck sh*t
ppulled off [?]
[?]
weed man on that f*ck sh*t
got locked up on that f*ck sh*t
the whole world on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck this
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
get on that f*ck sh*t
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck around, and it’s gon be a man down
a man down
man down

[verse 2: t.i.]
all i know, stack my doegh
serve them good when i slang my blow
g coad n*gga, play the game how it go
pimp, never see me acting lame bout a ho
young n*ggas in the game, with a dream they go
kick door, leave brains on the floor
no bullsh*t, n*gga f*ck the fame, get the doegh
lean on the plane, cocaine on the boat
you say you want smoke [?]
h*ll na, don’t you know i sell bails of those?
i don’t break sh*t down, let’s straighten it now
imma rape this trap, imma take this town
i got a bunch of n*ggas on that f*ck sh*t
so n*ggas talking sl!ck, they get busted
i got something for your f*ck ass
[?] put the 7 on your mustash
eh n*gga, f*ck you say?
eh n*gga, f*ck you thought?
better take that f*ck sh*t elsewhere, what you talking bout?
real and we alright
[?] ride
dissing all over your pride
hustle gang, we got mob ties
[chorus: yung booke]
[?] that f*ck sh*t
[?] on that f*ck sh*t
ppulled off [?]
[?]
weed man on that f*ck sh*t
got locked up on that f*ck sh*t
the whole world on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck this
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
get on that f*ck sh*t
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck around, and it’s gon be a man down
a man down
man down

[verse 3: young dro]
f*ck sh*t, you get hit in your [?]
ain’t no gun sh*t, you get split with bows and aros
told you twice [?] poltergyst
you bigger than your ice [?]
[?] chillin with a b*tch [?]
[?] bringing out the porsh tonight
got stripes on my back, i’m a goddamb k!ller
i’m a thriller in monilla [?]
hoppin out the motherf*cker sippin on sizarp
[?] my wrist [?]
[?] go over your car
and you know not to come up on us
[?] to the waist [?]
[?] in the car
n*ggas like dro, you taking too long
what kind of routes you taking me on?
i’m working, i’m working, and now [?]
[?] in the studio spittin these bombs
[?]
put down the pistol and pick up a missile
drop bombs, take off they arms
[?]
[?]
[chorus: yung booke]
[?] that f*ck sh*t
[?] on that f*ck sh*t
ppulled off [?]
[?]
weed man on that f*ck sh*t
got locked up on that f*ck sh*t
the whole world on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck this
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
get on that f*ck sh*t
imma get on that f*ck sh*t
f*ck around, and it’s gon be a man down
a man down
man down

- hustle gang lyrics

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