FREEKEY ZEKEY

FREEKEY ZEKEY - We Hustle lyrics

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Ft. Lil Wayne, Chad B & Tito Green

(Hook)

My nigga, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

My nigga, we hustle

That's must to, I must do, a must do

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

My nigga, we hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

That's must to, I must do, a must do

I must to I must to I must to I must to

MY nigga, we hustle

That's hustle on hustle on hustle

(Verse: Freekey Zeke)

Everybody know Zeke, nigga

7-30, that's me, nigga

Dream chasin' like Meek, nigga

A business man on our street, nigga

Pulled up then I skirred off

Titties out and her skirt off

Pussy wet for that bird gold

We turnt up and she turnt on

We hustle! Aaaarrrr

(Verse 2: Chad B)

We hustle we hustle we hustle

Nigga, get that work on the muscle

I'm hittin' that block then we bubble

I'm dog's bite through that muzzle

I'm Harlem aided when I come through

My Bronx niggas ready to rumble

I'm G'd up, we stay humble

Ya don't get it twisted

This street life, we really lived it

Fuckin' birds and we after chicken

Cookin' up, chef in the kitchen

Front line when I'm in the trenches

Shittin' on the Rozay I'm pissin'

Wrapped up, suited for business

Stand the ground, we gotta get it

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)

Yeah, the neighbor don't like me cuz they know I'm pumpin'

Botches tanked, they call it yayo for nothing

I'm sippin' that syrup like an eggroll on muddy

I'm whippin' that sauce like some Prego or something

And bitch I'm the boss watch me take over something

My Mexican pays me in pesos or something

They call me Jose like Canseco, we druggin'

We open up shop and we neva close, we neva close

I hustle on holidays, I hustle all night and day

I sleep in my clothes, I hustle all kinda ways

I'm steady findin' ways, it's Sweden and goal

I heard the block, like it's gon' be alright

Agreement consoled, boo-hoo niggas on my front porch

Ya know that's like 100 guns

Let the bitches bag up the corpse up

Reservoir feeds every stunt

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle

That's duffle on duffle on duffle

We smuggle, we smuggle, we smuggle

We are who ya gotta be!

(Hook)

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