Yung Joc - Hustlenomics lyrics

(Yung Joc) Alright boys and girls You finally made it to the end of the album I hope you learned somethin But the best is yet to come (WELCOME TO HUSTLENOMIC$) (Chorus One: Yung Joc) Who would've imagined that life would be so good n***a; now I'm on Cause I'm tired of all the games n***a; now I'm grown Tell you what the game's missing; right from wrong Respect game young n***a, tell them haters so long (Yung Joc) You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means Take the blow, break it down, weigh it on triple beams I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it, I'll flip it I'll rock 'til the motherf**kin feds come knockin The owner of the hand, I can be the middleman Best if you don't know the man, I just tax an extra grand I get you what'cha want we call that captain and the booker Hustlenomic$ yeah I'll chop you one, I got it if you want it I'm from the slums, and the sticks, turned crumbs, into bricks Got a bum, full of knicks, gun full of hollow tips And where I'm from we shared everything, we called it hand-me-downs I implemented Hustlenomic$, pimp look at me now (Chorus One) (Chorus Two: Yung Joc) I can show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle Let me show you how to hustle (WELCOME TO HUSTLENOMIC$~!) Let me show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle I can show you how to hustle n***a (WELCOME TO HUSTLENOMIC$) Grab a number two pencil cause I'm 'bout to test n***az This game about to drop, sh** I'm 'bout to bless n***az I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your test n***a I graduated with honors cause see I was the best n***a Two plus two don't equal fo' in my world Seventeen five get your a** thirty-six o's of that girl Okay cla** let's settle down (shhh) you better pay attention Cause I bet the cla** clown end up in federal detention And when I say detention I ain't talkin after school Cause if you're slippin on your pimpin you'll be rockin county blues Quit trickin on these hoes, man they guaranteed to choose Stop trigger your re-up or you're guaranteed to lose Guarantee you slicker with your hustle, do it like the mob do Learn to talk in code, learn to keep the law up off you Cause you n***az keep snitchin, and hoes keep talkin Either they throw away the ki' or they gon' put you in a coffin (Chorus One + Chorus Two) (Yung Joc) Hahahahahaha If you made it to this portion of the album Give yourselves a round of applause man I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart For takin the time, to ride with me n***a To wake up to this sh**, to go to sleep to this sh** To thug to this sh**, to get money to this sh** n***a Hustlenomic$ is what it is It's not a campaign for motherf**kin attention This is what I do Like I said, if you listen to this sh** Apparently what you do n***a, get money, Block E-N-T~! (echoes)