Bad Lucc

Bad Lucc - Hustla lyrics

rate me

Candy coated and diamonds on the grill

Bitch, I’m a hustler

I started off with selling grams of that killer

Hollered at my nigga, didn’t know nothing about it

Till I hit the streets like thriller

Me and my brother hit the hall but not an ale in the gut

But when we got back we set up shot, get fucked but the law

I hit the scene with them blue bags bout ten minutes later

I was back on that 1-10, couple of zone for the favor

Not a lord that got lose, damn, that boy got some shit

It was fresh from humble county, I was knocking them zips

Getting them twos on the fuse, I want you smoking, my nigga

Used to take my brother with me, he refined the picture

Used to sang for the homies, matter fact for them dealers

Check the color of them bodies, I used to slay to the Millers

Living life to the five…had the mango for real and purple kush for the steel

Selling out back to back, kicking up raps for raps

You can do it like this ‘cause shit, I got it like that, nigga

I’m a hustler

Candy coated and diamonds on the grill

Bitch, I’m a hustler

Check the ticket, nigga, how I feel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

45 for these suckers that tryna peel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

I gotta go get it on the real

Bitch, I’m a hustler

Birds flying like winter, niggas get burned like a..

Made another hundred racks, ain’t studied yet but I’m thinner

Probably…something looking Dominican, pussy deep as a Prius

Bitch, I hustle, I hustle, hustle gang, I’m the rattle

Tell your bitch to get with it, don’t get that bitch who beside me

Up in my lab tryna…

I’m amazing with the niggas…tell them niggas redirecting

I’m a hustler

Candy coated and diamonds on the grill

Bitch, I’m a hustler

Check the ticket, nigga, how I feel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

45 for these suckers that tryna peel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

I gotta go get it on the real

Bitch, I’m a hustler

I'mma hustle for stacks, I'm a hustle for family

I'm a hustle this music until I bust me a Grammy

I’mma hustle for blows, I keep my fly on the field

Used to hustle them pills, now I’m a hustler for real

I’mma hustle for checks, legit, balling and still calling

And I hustle to have, if I hustle, I pass

I’mma hustle till the lights go out in this place

I hustle for the shine and keep a diamond…

I’mma hustle till the bills fall..

Yeah, I’mma hustle for whips, get me some shit on the road

If it all gonna fall, bust me a brick from the store

I’m a hustler like Chucky, I’m a hustler like Lou

I’m a hustler like the money stunting no fools

I’m a hustler like Lil’ D and my back getting scratched

I’m a hustler like Slick and put Vegas on they back

I’m a hustler

Candy coated and diamonds on the grill

Bitch, I’m a hustler

Check the ticket, nigga, how I feel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

45 for these suckers that tryna peel

Bitch, I’m a hustler

I gotta go get it on the real

Bitch, I’m a hustler

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