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It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks Told her it's a marathon, now she out here running laps It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack Told them it's a marathon, now they out here running laps Check on my shoulder, for nigger that hated on us Labels that hesitated when radio woudn't play us Rappers dropping they disses they see us start explaining Bitches I used to date wrong: when right: wouldn't shut up and start complaining Now they looking salty cause I'm [?] duck and 4 times [?] hundred thousand ain't enough to buy a new ride See that's the type of disrespectful deal you signed What happened nigger? last year you was cracking nigger This marathon got me laping all you rapping niggers We steady rising since the world got a half [?] I hussle when a house in [?] rented back from niggers Streets love me cause they know I got crack [?] Took a stand, [?] Failed out with black money kept track And I took this rap game and put some real nigger passion in it It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Letras de cancionesGot a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks Told her it's a marathon, now she out here running laps It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack Told them it's a marathon, now they out here running laps Whoa, bounce, whoa, bounce, bounce Low and behold, he getting his dough Got that presidential rollie flow, you niggers should know Criticize me for the jury that I rock at my show But watch the value of the dollar drop and gold explode I got no time 40, I ain't trying to stay in line homies, Think I owe the world but never did nothing for me Talking under they breath till they vicious making them want me See me or hit me with some fake shit like hey browly Got enemies, trying to kill me for the rep Couple smart niggers, think they playing chess go gonna get Tony montana at the lot with my bitch Tell them bulletproof that and bulletproof this Guns behind the ace, see I'm stashboxed crazy You can look at me and tell I was a match box baby I'm game tight so niggers will never play me 4 words for my haters, look, fuck you pay me It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks Told her it's a marathon, now she out here running laps It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack Told them it's a marathon, now they out here running laps These niggers not fucking with me Enemies know my words cause the bitches be fucking with me These loco hoes will get famous from fucking nipsey So I treat her like the groupie she is and tell her miss me I'm alright now, they say that they gonna get me Supposed to be dead already, niggers shot but they missed me So every morning I wake up I make history Changed straight out the 60 and I took the whole city And I'm from set tripping, just doing the best bizness So local niggers with respect come connect with us I'm all money in till I get the death sentence People say that I'm the best in it Whichever comes first, my dick clean but I done dirt I got hands and my guns work Trust, you think hussle think of one word Marathoning, I'm a run until my lungs hurt, nigger It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wrist and my city on my back Shout out to bitches on the stage getting racks Told her it's a marathon, now she out here running laps It's young hussle when I'm bout to make it clap Got a rolie on my wristand my city on my back Shout out my niggers on the block selling crack Told them it's a marathon, now they out here running laps Whoa, whoa. From Letras Mania