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M Dot Brando - Hustlers lyrics

Artist: M Dot Brando

album: Hustlers


This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
The opposite of captain grinding for them Franklyn's
Slap you with the Benjy's cut you with the Franklyn's
Uh hustle anthem hustle hustle anthem
West Coast grinding from the Bay to Los Angeles
Let's get it out and really talk about the truth homie
You want respect with no work and want the loot homie
I spent my life in the booth and where were you homie
See I was grinding and riding on a platoon homie
I gave my life for the truth I was dreaming big
Still numb from the scars and the years I did
Now I'm here on my hustle standing all alone
Twelve k Twitter strong what you bitches want
City animal hustle hustle is the antidote
Exercise my mind and my body to be mechanical
Sacrifice my life and desires to feed my family yo
Anything for love of the dream I'm dreaming to have it so
Don't even cross me bitch you're softer than Chauncey
Slap you with the cash and pass you up like monopoly
Max is barking counting my fetti cocky
Franklyn's beanie hoodie Jason mask on me
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
The opposite of captain grinding for them Franklyn's
Slap you with the Benjy's cut you with the Franklyn's
Uh hustle anthem hustle hustle anthem
West Coast grinding from the Bay to Los Angeles
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
Hustle game is tough touch down in your city
Got my beat cellar hoodie and my fifty nine fifty
Got my player partners with me we're smoking like some hippies
And I put it on my life all my real hustlers feel me
Yeah dedicated to you punk fakers
Punchlines to your jaw like I'm Joe Frazier
Punch drunk cut opponents like an old razor
What punk over here we sip with no chaser
I'm gassing hard it's already in my verbal spitters
Quick to murder killers with a microphone a menace
Plus I rap about the truth it's my only business
I can't believe it's been years and yaw still don't feel us
I got reality and fantasy for all you sinners
So when you lived a life of pain there aint no room for winners
Only gloomy winter's spitting heat for my survival
Rosary around my neck and pray and read The Bible
I got flames for you bitches and you players
It's that hustler behavior I've been doing this for ages yeah
For you critics and you haters
If you cross me or my posse I'm going to show you what I made of uh
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
This is for my hustlers hustling on the pavement
This is for my hustlers hustling for the payment
Hustle game is tough touch down in your city
Got my beat cellar hoodie and my fifty nine fifty
Got my player partners with me we're smoking like some hippies
And I put it on my life all my real hustlers feel me

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