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Pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate that thing that sell, that avoid the gate yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money yeah i'm gettin hustle money, and that muscle money we will run in your crib if we found out you a buster money we will dust you off, how much you cost? that's the extra cash so nigga don't piss us off pocket full of that crack addict, ways to seal, that black madden me and boy i'm back at it, eating off nigga's habits got a crackhouse on my neck, show respect my wrist cost me a town, and them hoes know i get down i'ma blow all this hoe money, on patron and get tall money leave the club well like photo, baby going by 6 dough gotta go get my strip cash, one bitch got my polo bag and she got my connect... yeah boy i'm fucking straight pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate that thing that sell, that avoid the gate yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money niggas with that old dough, we just call it blow dough or that pays ...fucking around with them...heads Letras de cancioneswe get that tax free, how dawg, don't ask me you get them witness chips, you won that snitches shit me i hit the club and blow a pound on sirrock 2 more on some shots, and that ace cost me my block and i might fuck up maria but, i don't give a fuck cause under my mattress is the stash that i call get you stop and i still got my sock draw, and i got my shoe box i'm rising around with my hennesey and i'm listening to that 2pac i got money on my mind so i be on my grind got a pocket full of that scarface so you know the world is mine, nigga! pocket full of that 808, that scrape the plate that thing that sell, that avoid the gate yeah we gettin hustle money, that hustle money pocket full of that hustle money, we gettin hustle money x 2 From Letras Mania