Hustlin'
- Rick Ross (2006)You are listening to the song Hustlin' by Rick Ross, writer by Rick Ross in album Port Of Miami. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
- Cross That Line - Akon
- Hustlin' (Remix) - Jay-Z
- Street Life - Lloyd
- Get Away - Mario Winans
- Intro: Port Of Miami - Rick Ross
- Push It - Rick Ross
- Blow - Dre
- Hustlin' - Rick Ross
- I'm Bad - Rick Ross
- Boss - Dre
- For Da Low - Jazze Pha
- Where My Money (I Need That) - Rick Ross
- Hit U From The Back - Rick Ross
- White House - Rick Ross
- Pots And Pans - JRock
- It's My Time - Lyfe Jennings
- It Ain't A Problem - Carol City Cartel
- I'm A G - Brisco
- Prayer - Rick Ross
Lyrics
[Hook:]
Everyday I'm hustling.
[Ver1:]
Who the fuck you think you fucking with
I'm the fucking boss
745, white-on-white
That's fucking Ross
I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat
I keep em coming back, we keep em coming back
I'm into distribution, I'm like Atlantic
I got them motherfuckers flying across the Atlantic
I know Pablo, Noriega
The real Noriega, he owe me a hundred favors
I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang
See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm running like
When they snatched Black, I cried for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, serving a hundred lives.
[Hook]
[Ver2:]
We never steal cars but we deal hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it, real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it, real hard
Ain't bout no funny shit, still bitches and business
I'm on my money, shit, still whipping them Benzes
Major league, who catching
Because I'm pitching
Jose Canseco just snitching because he's finished
I feed em steroids to strengthen up all my chickens
They flying over Pacific to be specific
Triple C's, you know it's back, we holding sacks
So nigga go on, rat, run and tell em that
More cars, more hoes, more clothes, more blows.
[Hook]
[Ver3:]
It's time to spend my thrills, custom spinning wheels
I ain't drove in a week, them bitches spinning still
Talk about me cause these suckas scared to talk about me
Killers talking bout me, it ain't no talk about me
It ain't no walking round me, see all these killers round me
Lotta drug dealing round me going down in Dade County
Don't tote no twenty-twos
Magnum cost me twenty-two
Sat it on them 22's, birds go for 22
Lil' mama super thick, she say she 22
She seen them 22's, we in room 222
I touch work like I'm Convertible Burt
I got distribution so I'm converting the work
In the M-I-A-YO, them niggas rich off that yayo
Steady slanging yayo, my Chevy banging Yayo.
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