Ab-Soul - Hustle Man lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Rock] I'm the first mother f**er on the block for the cheese And be the last mother f**er to leave Willie D he said it best Just a ghetto boy, moving with my metal toy Gotta get them dolla's Bust my metal for the cheddah' boy Catch me in the spot Cooking and cutting serving the yola Post up on the corner, you want it? [I got it come and holla] 'tryna ride my partners, we coming homie we got them choppers Hanging out impalas with shotty's knock your life out ya body All about a dolla right, now im every b**hes type Now they wanna holla so i knock 'em let 'em swallow pipe Back to my money yeah, gotta get my money right Look this dogg gotta eat I can't handle my hungry nights A lot of n***as starving hard so they tend to steal and rob I just hustle, hustle until a n***a livin large And all a n***a know is to bang and ball Moving with my mac 10 ducking the law [Hook: Ab-Soul] Now put my gat to the scene on my jeans I be clockin' like a watch you never seen I wake up in the morning blowing doja countin' green That's a grinders every day routine The people say hey Mr. hustle man, hey Mr. hustle man How can we get it like you (the people say) Hey mr. hustle man, hey mr. hustle man Wish i had a hustle like you [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Get a bird, bust it down Feds knock, flush it down n***as snitchin, hushy now 45 precious crown Im on some get money sh** and I'm real with it Im on my grind b**h 'tryna get a meal ticket Look these fake rap n***as steady fabricating He said he got a 100 ki's he exaggerating Look im not a hater, jay rock congratulating Real n***as who getting money and paper chasin' Look im on the ave. i gets cash Hit the mall pop tags Zoom through new coup top back Wipe me down, my big Glock is co*ked back I'll shoot you down Suwoop, n***as know how i move around n***as talk but when i pop up look its not a sound That's how it is when they talk behind your back They ain't nothin' but some hoes that's a fact [Hook]