S.Dot - Hustle Hard (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: S.Dot] I'm runnin' sh**, my gun'll spit 100 clips, 600 sh** I'm Dotarachi, b**h I'm Dotarachi Let me get myself together 'fore the paparazzi I'm goin' hard, I'm ballin' out I'm Debo to these lil n***as, stomp 'em out I'm posted up, can't guard me man Off loud, sleep walkin' like a zombie man OG 'n me in the crib, my b**h need a rack Now I'm in the trap, tryna make it back My shooters got shooters, for real doe District Hustlaz on top hoe, for real hoe My n***a Edai got the Eagle so you better chill It's rainin' bullets outside hoe it's been a drill They say the boy's this, but nobody know 'em Who the f** is you? Just a f**ing stupid No L's I get chauffeured in a f**ing coupe Sneak dissin' that'll get you on the local news I got some k**as over east who'll k** a n***a Call me Mr. No Hands, I don't feel you n***as [Hook: S.Dot] Out here on the block, each and every day Drillin' with the guys, out here gettin' paid OG 'n me in the crib, my b**h need a rack Now I'm in the trap, tryna make it back Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard b**h I hustle hard, b**h I hustle hard [Verse 2: Edai] Rappin' off my spot b**h Defense runnin' no options 30 off in my pocket It's too fast know that we droppin' Gettin' these n***as like coffins Smokin' loud no coughin' Drillin' hard no options Got yo b**h her p**y she poppin' 45 we shoppin' 100 thousand in our wallets Tryna to stain us? Stop it Tell broski, p**y he pop 'em We drilled out them drills though Blue dolphin popped pills too Big 30 them drills do f** around and get k**ed too Sippin' lean, I'm off that Drinkin' syrup my cough bad 600 you big dummies Tell broski 'nem to get off that Polo shoes, Polo golf hat True Religion they cause bands You f** around with the f**in' rounds You f** around and get popped then [Hook: Edai] Out here on the block, each and every day Drillin' with the guys, out here gettin' paid OG 'n me the crib, my b**h need a rack Now I'm in the trap, tryna make it back Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard b**h I hustle hard, b**h I hustle hard [Verse 3: Chief Keef] Pelle Pelle on my back man These b**hes know when I come around When it's goin' down, it's goin' down Like show and tell, we show around She go around, she go around She with the team, she goin' down Smokin' loud, I'm on the pounds Tell broski 'nem let off rounds I'm in the hood, these n***as know Ain't never seen you over here before And Z-Bro my hit for low He with me, then he'll blow Chief Keef on this beat Tell 'em n***as to get beef You f** wit me, you f** wit me My n***as'll put you 6 feet D-E-E-P, no contacts you see me Only 17 and my name ring Man it's a drill b**h ding ding He get shot, in his face Now this life, my 6 take b**h made, he get played We poke him and I get payed [Hook: Chief Keef] Out here on the block, each and every day Drillin' with the guys, out here gettin' paid OG 'n me in the crib, my b**h need a rack Now I'm in the trap, tryna make it back Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard b**h I hustle hard, b**h I hustle hard