| Yeah, yeah
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| So now you know Queens is in the building,
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| But niggas be chillin' at the round table building,
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| The robberies and killers, yeah man
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| They ran up in the spot,
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| Knew the glock was in the ceiling
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| Sad niggas in the hood, get done for the millions
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| They bust get some rap, some be dealing,
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| But watch out for them thugs, you don’t wanna fuck with em,
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| 'cause niggas real blame me, you have to fuck and kill em,
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| They living like light just quite disast with em Just niggas strong out, had your gun out when you see em,
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| That do money hungry and do what… Want them
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| You stick it for 500 and flip it to a G Put dope in the bags and sell it in the streets
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| You know as a hustler, watch it, her clutcher,
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| Diggin your pockets, turnin around and… Butcher,
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| Money game when your game is street hustler,
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| Yeah, bad motherfucker,
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| I’m a naturally born hustler,
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| We don’t get caught up in between.
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| Hook:
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| Boss, got a hustler to hustler,
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| Some hustlers naturally born with street…
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| I’m a naturally born hustler
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| I’m a queen stand represent to the foolest.
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| Boss, got a hustler to hustler,
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| Some hustlers naturally born with street…
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| Bangin' on them past, hangin on them ass, ringing on that ass,
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| Rip hard the street slash my professional,
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| Yeah we still sparing in…, beating niggas
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| Leavin them like garden investitures,
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| Tryin to stay up while everybody doing bad,
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| Make a little lag, get low down like both stags,
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| It’s too many brothers,
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| Walk around get smuthered for the every day word
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| Play game out the… Not so cash underneath lots of ash,
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| We’re all fathers used to play flame box and flash,
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| For the cameras, light bar vila with the hammers,
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| Too much beef, forget the motherfucking sandwich,
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| From both finish with no folks and no friends
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| The pain of having chocking about you more trends,
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| Well I maintain on them blocks with oceans of love,
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| Lost four still keeping it rob, get that money thung.
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| Hook:
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| I’m a naturally born hustler
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| Coming for queens where we don’t get up in between
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| Boss, got a hustler to hustler,
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| Some hustlers naturally born with street…
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| I’m a naturally born hustler
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| I’m a queen stand represent to the foolest.
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| Boss, got a hustler to hustler,
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| Some hustlers naturally born with street…
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| … But tell them niggas get that money
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| Call me eventually true against I talk with the dummy,
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| Dummy, he ain’t running no… Show at,
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| Think is a game, till I fuck one of your…
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| I’ll make your eyes go back,
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| … The queens… On the boulevard,
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| You can let your room scream or you can get bullet scar,
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| You’re like… Stay here, is nothing to pull the job
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| 'cause niggas know the shit, come out that map fully hard
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| But no far very take notice, you notice and learn to focus your harm
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| Niggas watching what time, niggas only rely, no harder desamble,
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| Real dirty with it, niggas who leave your ass for somebody to find you,
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| Here you get no weber on the front it,
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| You even hustle enough the…, the man is shaking down something
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| … Shake body way on the way down something,
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| For real telling you boy you’d better move at the function. |