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[Chorus:] Ya'll ain't feelin my hustle Ya'll ain't feelin my stuggle Dirty muther fuckers, they don't want me above them Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me I think it's time for me to sit down and run it with da lord They don't wanna see me eat, I think they wanna see me strave Want me to stand down, don't wanna let me go hard Don't wanna see me on my feet, rather see me behind bars. But I always keep my head up, cause I know that I'm gon make it. My own blood hold they nuts on me, why they hate me? Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me Maybe cause I'm 16 and I'm playin with g's I ain't gon put'em in a front But many niggas owe me sumthing Like phat come thru summit and help me score me sumthing But then turn around and stab me in my back That's why I'm fuckin with myself cause I can't stab me in the back Lord I'm a real nigga but they don't keep it real with me A couple wanna do me sumthing that's why I keep that steel with me The streets raised me so I know how to hustle And I done found a way above'em cause they ain't feelin my stuggle [Chorus: x2] Letras de cancionesYa'll ain't feelin my hustle Ya'll ain't feelin my stuggle Dirty muther fuckers, they don't want me above them Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me Yeah I'm young, but I get my grown man on I go thru a lot of shit, but this lil young man strong Put all my trust in myself, phat don't let me down And I follow my first mind, phat ain't gon lead me wrong I don't love nobody, ion trust nobody I do my shit by myself cause these niggas ain't silent Lord, {look here} I gotta problem with the streets Cause these dirty muther fuckers won't let me shollow when I eat Want me to spit it out and go right back to the bottom But it's fucked up, cause they know that I got them But it's ta the point if you ain't help me then fuck ya Look what you done did ta me, damn it how you fuck me Fa real {fa real} I'm all I got {I'm all I got} Fuck them niggas, phat you all I got {you all I got} Fa real {fa real} I'm all I got {I'm all I got} Fuck them niggas, phat you all I got {you all I got} [Chorus: x2] Ya'll ain't feelin my hustle Ya'll ain't feelin my stuggle Dirty muther fuckers, they don't want me above them Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me Dear lord, why they hold they nuts on me From Letras Mania