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Rob49 – Hustler’s Anthem Lyrics

Yeah 84 94 202 type shit
Yeah I’d allow you to get your fuckin’ top top
Playin’ no games with you pussies
Ay youngin it’s on you now
Hold this shit down
You understand me
Cash money rich gang way n****

Yeah crazy, yeah hustler that’s me
Muscle what you think?
Pussy play your lick
I just dropped the low I missed my woe
Drug dealer selling coke and dope
I put n***** bitches on go
Everywhere I go I’m like the pope
I was shooting dice by the store
Okay I say this n**** life his ass a go

I don’t know what happened to my savage but I can’t turn em down
My girl a freak I kiss her feet before I eat her out
2 years ago I ain’t have no where to live
I bossed up quick and bought my mom a crib
N****, I bossed up quick and bought my sister a whip
A project baby, 22 I’m rich
Alright, December I was fucked up you n***** lucked up
My momma put that dope up, to duck the task force
Money, drugs, sex, violence is what they told us
Alright, what’s good for the youth
Alright, a baby Larry Hoover
Alright, I bless her hallelujah
I’m fucking her everyda
I’m dogging her out every way
Eat pussy crème bulle
4 god the big boss, the real one
I still keep my hammer incase I nail something
I still call my hoe incase I miss her
I still call my redbone vanilla

Yeah crazy, yeah hustler that’s me
Muscle what you think?
Pussy play your lick
I just dropped the low I missed my woe
Drug dealer selling coke and dope
I put n***** bitches on go
Everywhere I go I’m like the pope
I was shooting dice by the store
Okay I say this n**** life his ass a go

Yeah n***** way too sad and my big bro incarcerated
I still be by myself like I ain’t got a million haters
They know this youngin playa I fuck n***** old ladies
I’m trying to make it out but my whole project think I made it
Lord
Chrome heart to match, red Barrett bucket hat
Touch weed not the crack
I fuck her from the back like I don’t do front
Alright took off n***** top like they don’t know nothing
Brodie here he be sipping, pour a 4 up
I’m trying to pay the judge to get the case dropped
Im trying to touch a M to move my moms out
I left Mike amiri denim at my bitch house

I don’t know what happened to my savage but I can’t turn em down
My girl a freak I kiss her feet before I eat her out
2 years ago I ain’t have no where to live
I bossed up quick and bought my mom a crib
N****



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