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Исполнитель: T.I.
Название песни: Hustlin'
Альбом: T.I. vs T.I.P.
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T.I. - Hustlin' (feat. Governor) текст песни, lyrics

Hustlin... out here... 

[Chorus: Governor] 
I'm out here, hustlin 
I'm just thinkin 'bout gettin back home to you babe 
I'm out here, hustlin 
You see that's how I'm able to send that little money to you 
Hustlin - let's get more freedom 
in my future, so we can ball (out here) 
So we can sip champagne, and puff that mary jane 
And you can fly first class on an airplane 

Jeah, ay, let's go man 
I remember comin up, used to hate to get on the bus 
Dreams of gettin paid and makin the big bucks 
Started to get a little then couldn't get enough 
Let me in, I'ma win nigga I don't give a fuck 
The environment sucks but the bread ain't bad 
The broads, don't fuck 'em all but the head ain't bad 
I'm young, rich and legit; think the Feds ain't mad? 
Haters are sick of the Six, so scared of the scad 
Dag, damn nigga ya ain't have to brag 
This'll never pay, remember when you said that bad? 
The nigga still thinkin I blew up so fast 
J. Geter, remember when you put up yo' last? 
This for my niggaz tryin to flip yo' cash 
'fore the Feds can get a chance to clip yo' ass 
Get a lot of powder in a Ziplock bag 
Wrist full of rubber bands, 40-cal's in the dash 


Yo ay, ay, let me holla at 'em Gov'.. 
I know some people love me to death and there's some that can't stand me 
Cause I got a big-ass crib in Miami (what else?) 
Another out in Cali, backyard so sandy (okay) 
And most broads find it hard to understand me 
But the same attitude that make crews goddamn me 
is the same ones that got me lookin cool at the Grammy's 
Haters wanna damage me but King you'll never be 
Shawty holla at me when you get your first felony 
Then holla at me when you've been on Dave Letterman 
Say they never seen a real nigga so elegant 
Lames wanna hear that real shit and I'm tellin it 
Trained the game to be sold and I'm sellin it 
Chasin a Honda mil', that bullshit is irrelevant 
We can race if you wanna, I bet on me and you'll never win 
Simply cause a loser's somethin I've never been 
If you doubt now holla back at 2007 then 


Hustlin... out here... 
Hustlin... out here... [echoes]

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