J. Stalin - On My Hustle lyrics

[Verse 1: Keak da Sneak] A young bossy n***a, still a saucy n***a Put a fork in me done, yep cross me n***a Doping it, ask motherf**er, ya heard Half these n***as is out here rapping, man these n***as is nerds I don't put that on, that's my word Go crazy from the first, second verse to the third I was on syrup sipping, kissing the smoke Coke white [?] Aeromax in Oakland If my back and hip poking, then there's scratch to be broken I need cash on delivery, sign the package and open Out here on my [?], you know just how a n***a be Put a n***a on I.E., act like he don't remember me It don't cost a dime to stay out of mind So seven won't mind 'cause you out of time Racks, I ain't talking 'bout [?] I was in the game [?] [Bridge: 4rAx] I'mma fly fly sh** n***a Ridin' round checkin' my traps (checkin' my traps) All of this ballin' baby (swish) Put a real n***a on the map (okay, okay) And life's too short to be playin' with it I was born too mac (you ain't know b**h, too short) Now I'm a go-getter 'cause my palms stay itchin' Gotta get that scratch [Hook: 4rAx, Iesha Brooks & Keak da Sneak] On my hustle Uh, uh, on it like a [?] On my hustle On my hustle Uh, uh, on it like a [?] On my hustle [Verse 2: Iamsu!] Young n***a dreams tryin' to ride up in the Phantom (skrr) I'm on TV like damn near every channel Hoppin' off the mabtel with flavor haters can't handle Fliest on the planet her p**y in Tropicana (juicy) Fresh Nicki, Nicki, I'm taking pictures with Iggy Me and all my team we gon' split the green fifty-fifty Shorty say she missed me I'm pullin' up in a hurry Smokin' like a hippy, you haters hate, I ain't worried Aww sh**, got me in the mix Need ten million 'fore I turn twenty six Boss up, burn up, gotta stack dough Kicks retro, never let 'em see you sweat though Ay, been a one from the get go On the road to the top taking steps I'm a pimp, on my own, f** your mine Heartbreak kid, you gon' see me on my grind [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3: J Stalin] Cup server, certified money getter Wig splitter, I ain't scared of no n***a Runnin' through these checks 'till I get a million I just keep stackin' like it's no ceilin' These broke n***as stuck up in their feelin's I could really give a f** what you want, dude All I know is that new hundred dollar bills blue And to this game I done stayed true Keep a banger on me never been a rooty poot Some of you n***as is sweeter than some froot loops f** 'em all, 'cause tomorrow I'mma buy a coupe Lil' n***a gettin' money like I'm playin' hoop To my n***as [?] throw that alley-oop I'm really ballin' on you n***as Point guard, I'm a starter on you n***as p**y fiendin' I can [?] on you n***as [Bridge] [Hook]