Hustle Lyrics - Koast Ii Koast - Kottonmouth Kings

Put your money where your mouth is D-Loc ain't playing 

I know cats like you that are broke just claiming 

Ain't saying nothing just flapping your lips 

Just running your mouth because you can talk some shit 

Ain't got nothing to show for busting cool ass raps 

But that's cool with me dog where your money at 

I'm talking about the hustle even if your fresh see you're wack 

I get paid homey rubber band man stacks 

Give me a five and I'll make it a twenty 

Give me a fifty and I'll turn into a couple a hunnies 

Give me ten G's and I'll show you what I can do 

Johnny Richter's on the hustle and we grabbing loot 

I used to slang and serve sacks on a day to day basis 

Now I serve and slang raps fill my beats with bass 

It's a game it's a hustle we all paper chasing 

On the road for two months coming home with bacon 

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You can't stop our hustle 

You can't stop this 

You can't stop our hustle 

Don't even try kid 

You can't stop our hustle 

We world wide now 

You can't stop our hustle 

Koast II Koast blaow 

You can't stop our hustle 

The game's all the same 

You can't stop our hustle 

Just trying to make some change 

You can't stop our hustle 

It's time to build the stacks 

You can't stop our hustle 

So where the hustlers at 

Everybody knows I got cops on the payroll 

So just lay low until I say so 

When that whistle blow we'll all be splitting dough 

Nobody act dumb until the orders come 

There will be enough cheese to spread for everyone 

Making legal money and the feds hate it 

Real underdogs most underrated 

We got the underground locked branded and spaded 

Watch me get my boogie on and flex this muscle 

Ten years later D-Loc still on the hustle 

I'm a get my grind on dig them out with a shovel 

Keep stacking my chips then watch my ends bubble 

Let the double double stack them up to the ceiling 

When this shit's all done with I'll be worth a million 

Watch me shine just let me smoke this bud 

Let me drink this cocktail I feel like getting' fucked up 

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I'm gonna hustle until the wheels fall off 

Keep on going out for mine never punching a clock 

Ã???Cause the hustle don't stop the game waits for nobody 

Just trying to make some cash like my last name was Gotti 

Stay on the grind like Independent trucks 

Fifty fifty five-o let me know what's up 

And you can still catch me on the streets of P-Town 

I can still add sacks all the way to a pound 

Don't matter none what you say or what you do 

Throw salt in the game but it's coming right back at you 

Snitches and bitches dirty rats and double crossers 

Fuck off we the underground bosses 

Fuck off like Shaggy 2 Dope said 

These are family ties we all breaking bread 

Legendary 

You eat crumbs from the table 

Wipe your mouth you're dropped from the label 

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