On My Hustle Lyrics - J Stalin

[Verse 1: Keak da Sneak] 

A young bossy nigga, still a saucy nigga 

Put a fork in a thing you ever cross me, nigga 

Doping it, ask motherfucker, ya heard 

Half these niggas is out here rapping, man these niggas is not heard 

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 nigga be 

Put a nigga 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 [?] 

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[Pre Hook: 4rAx] 

I'mma fly fly shit nigga 

Ridin' round checkin' my traps (checkin' my traps) 

All of this ballin' baby (swish) 

Put a real nigga on the map (okay, okay) 

And life's too short to be playin' with it 

I was born too mac (you ain't know bitch, 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 

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[Verse 2: Iamsu!] 

Young nigga dreams tryin' to ride up in the Phantom (skrr) 

I'm on TV like damn near every channel 

Hoppin' off the [?] with flavor haters can't handle 

Fliest on the planet her pussy 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 shit, 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, fuck your mine 

Heartbreak kid, you gon' see me on my grind 

[Pre Hook] 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: J Stalin] 

Cup server, certified money getter 

Wig splitter, I ain't scared of no nigga 

Runnin' through these checks 'till I get a million 

I just keep stackin' like it's no ceilin' 

These broke niggas stuck up in their feelin's 

I could really give a fuck 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 niggas is sweeter than some froot loops 

Fuck 'em all, cause tomorrow I'mma buy a coupe 

Lil' nigga gettin' money like I'm playin' hoop 

To my niggas [?] throw that alley-oop 

I'm really ballin' on you niggas 

Point guard, I'm a starer on you niggas 

Pussy fiendin' I can [?] on you niggas 

[Pre Hook] 

[Hook]