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trenches reloaded (remix) - hustle gang lyrics

[chorus: peanut da don]
same nut from over there
can’t fold it’s a dirty game
i was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop to little what his name
couple plays, we finesse
lotta times worked the other one
scr-p for it go blow it
got my eyes on another one
heart left a n-gga early
i had to grow in these trenches
labels scared of my demeanor
they say all i show is the trenches
mind your business get your paper
keep it low in these trenches
keep it on you go for nothing
what i know from these trenches

[verse 1: peanut da don]
came from nothing, thugga thugga
you know i stayed in some trouble
thief in the night with some duck tape
loaded rifle and a shovel
i survived that jungle
poor as h-ll, it wasn’t luck
when you starving you k!ll for a dollar
jail or h-ll for a buck
n-gga came to win
swear i ain’t taking no losses
let it slide you a target
got my game from some bosses
everything sell itself
you just can’t be scared to get out there
you got it hard while you broke
go ahead and get out there
pay attention mind your business
don’t be f-cking with them n-ggas
do your dirt all by your lonely
same shooter turned witness
never show the folks the cash
never show no folks the stash
respect a man if he deserve it
and never take from who don’t have

[interlude: peanut da don and t.i.]
fa’ real
respect a mean if he deserve it
uh huh, aight
never take from who don’t have

[verse 2: t.i.]
came from nothing, started 80 something
really had to get it out the bottom tho
please believe a n-gga had dreams
stay trapping like there no tomorrow tho
remember [??] had to [??] tho
flip me a pack, get a car ride
first time i witnessed a homicide
to tell you the truth, i was horrified
every week another altercation, n-ggas runnin ain’t lettin nuttin slide
home invasion get hog tied
just fo shinin too hard if look sweet
gamblin’ house to the weed house[??]
50 grand on the good weed
remember doe was a good day, run the bag up on a good jay
on the spoons and them cook ye
broke it down, it was all bait
we trapping money, gotta watch a smoker
he need another, he just holla for ityou need another [??] for it
gotta a problem, same set ride for it
long live the don, dat way
i remember n-gga nut can’t even lie, but when i hear voice they can see it fade[??]

[chorus: peanut da don]
same nut from over there
can’t fold it’s a dirty game
i was right there when them folks did that whoopdy whoop to little what his name
couple plays, we finesse
lotta times worked the other one
scr-p for it go blow it
got my eyes on another one
heart left a n-gga early
i had to grow in these trenches
labels scared of my demeanor
they say all i show is the trenches
mind your business get your paper
keep low in these trenches
keep it on you go for nothing
what i know from these trenches

[verse 2: peanut da don and t.i.]
every dog got his day
you gotta stay down and get yours
the hustle be in you not on you
way down in your pores
lawyers fees be a bih
twelve crackaz be your peers
broke n-gga get fried
got some bread a couple years
manslaughter was the case
free [?] yea, the fast way
told on her shorty rolled yeah
roughin’ that boy to the last day
ain’t n0body give nuttin to ya
grind hard or you starve, n-gga
i be punching 13
you just start stealing cars, n-gga
leave the trap and get robbed n-gga
country boys on the car n-gga
just what we had going on
stayin alive was a job, n-gga
every dream would get large, n-gga
every scheme would eat large, n-gga
keep it on you, f-ck the feds
cuz every team hit hard, n-gga
have green at the barbecue
turn on that pocket get shot up
you don’t gotta take something down
ask your plug how he got up

- hustle gang lyrics

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