Juvenile

Juvenile - Get Your Hustle On lyrics

rate me

(feat. Big Tymers)

Fa sho' nigga, off top

Believe this playboy, fa sho' nigga

[Baby]

I'm the #1 stunna, don't flinch you bitch

I cash in quick and go and flash my 6

Twenty inch dub niggaz how you love that bitch?

20 ki's or hard blocks, we call them bricks

I'm a Uptown survivor, niggaz stash the lick

Just bought a new Beemer, X-5 the bitch

Puttin dubs with a kit nigga, flash yo' shit

Puttin ice in my grill, fuck a classy bitch

I'm a Uptown thug, can't you see that shit?

I'm around the way hunt for quarter ki's and bricks

You can catch me at the club with a ghetto bitch

Or you can see me at my mansion with a nasty bitch

Flat screen, loud music, me and Fresh a bitch

Pullin out the driveway with new cars and shit

Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit

Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch

[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]

Let me get my hustle on, nigga all for Nol'

Let me make a hundred mill', nigga slow but sho'

Let me spin my new wheels in front yo' do'

Let me hit the battlefield nigga slangin snow

[Juvenile]

I wonder why niggaz always be doin stupid shit

No sense involved at all, it's foolishness

Now if a nigga take it and somebody hit yo' stash

is you goin to bust his ass or are you gonna let that pass?

Besides, it only was a bundle of dough

You a hustler nigga, you know how to get you some mo'

Just tighten up yo' circle and surveillance your spot

If you catch a nigga touchin somethin, he gettin got

Now carry on with whatcha doin 'fore the people get hot

Leave them hoes alone cause they the reason we gettin got

If you owe a nigga pay him they be holdin a grudge

He don't want to take a loss but he'll take it in blood

Make sure fiends don't pass, make all the cash

Big fired bags and floss on they ass

I've been through some shit, that make me a survivalist

I may be a lot of different things, but I'm not a bitch

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]

But anyway, I'm not the subject of the matter

All y'all bitch ass niggaz I'm comin after

Cause the minute that I start slippin

Look at who is gon' be tryin to get in my position, niggaz is grimin

But what they don't know, I got some killers that's behind me

I used to pull it off way back in the early 90's

If any one of y'all wanna do it we can do it

Don't hold it on your chest dog, don't be pumpin fluid

[Mannie Fresh]

I'm a Uptown hunter on Washington 6th

Set the line goin down (?) a bitch

They got that iron Uptown and they slangin it quick

Valence is my home, I'ma rep 'til I'm gone

Valence and Magnolia, but Greyhead roam

Magnolia Projects is where I set my roam

Saratoga and (?), I call my home

Ran through the Melphamine(?), nigga I did that shit

[Chorus]

[ad libs to fade]

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