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Hustler Stackin' Ends

Auh, that hoe gangsta, live from the gridiron

It's the people's champ, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?I gotta, do what I do 'cuz I do it so well

Stackin' my mail and at the same time, avoidin' that sale

You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail

But if not, oh well 'cuz sooner or later you willI'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind that go stale

If you 'bout it as well, holla at ya boy on the cell

My pockets phatter then a whale, cut deeper then a whail

'Cuz I put in work and move slow like a snailI can do my slabs out, we can play show and tell

Laptops made by dell when the TV's fell

In this game, either you buy or you sell

Let's make a deal I keep it real, it ain't no cheatin' my scaleAt the end of the trail, the truth will be unvailed

But right now, you weak and frail, boy you scary as hell

So go back under ya shell 'cuz you under my spell

I never fail, I hold it down like yeah, jailSo, now you could call me what you want 'cuz I be all that

See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?

9 times outta 10, I'm probably where them brauds at

(But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)Now you could call me what you want 'cuz I be all that

See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?

9 times outta 10, I'm probably where them brauds at

(But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)Yeah, I'ma baller so a playa 'bove them rims

I sit 24, inches above them rims

And all these hoes, wanna flock inside the club with him

9 times outta 10 dimes ridin' with himWhoa, but I can never fall, y'all off forever, ball tall

Take mines, get out 9 then chalk y'all

And I got hoes everyday of the calendar

Tippin 4-5 yeah, I drive from the passengerI talk it, I live it, admit it, you name it, I did it

I'm pimpin' these bitches, I got it you never gon' get it

Got somethin' in my pocket, I spit it and get a profit

You see them 20's squattin', got the whole hood watchin'Ain't nothin' change but the O's on the check

As soon as we re-up, we gon' flood the set

Nigga, but you can call me what you want 'cuz I be all that

7-1-3, Yung Redd what you call that?Yeah, 7 1 3, Yung Redd, my nigga Paul Wall

Big shasta, sucka free, paid in full, yeah, yeahNow you could call me what you want 'cuz I be all that

See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?

9 times outta 10, I'm probably where them brauds at

(But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)Now you could call me what you want cuz I be all that

See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?

9 times outta 10 I'm probably where them brauds at

(But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)

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