Yhg Classified - Hustlers Anthem Lyrics

I might can't rap, I might can't dance
Either way I get them bands
Hundred thousand two tone ap, make these hoes just want to dance
If she see another hundred bands, she might come out those pants
This a hustler anthem playboy, don't make us scoop up your mans
I get rid of bricks and bowls, call it magic
I make up hits after hits, they call it magic
Tried to run but he can't hide, these bullets really tragic
School is like the opps, trying to lock me down for passing
until I'm in that wood box, I'm going to be stacking
Natural born hustler, you got the cash then I'm going to pass it
I don't need security, walk round with it on me
When you getting money like this, you got to watch your homies
Niggas sleeping, pillow talking
I'm all in they business
Knowing that I'm not the one, you better keep your pistol
They can't fuck with me, you know who the fucking realest
The opps ain't on shit, ain't sliding nor fucking killing
I came from the bottom, nah I ain't have no privilege
I was up late at night, working on my lyrics
Always in the game, nah I ain't do no scrimmage
They think I'm scared, god the only man I'm fucking fearing
Settle down I hear a nigga fucking breathing
Knocked one down then they all start fucking retrieving
Knocked two down then they all start to fucking freezing
Knocked three down now it's a fucking murder sequence
Hit four down now that's too many bodies leaking
The way you live is easy, got to trap it just to feed me
When I was young we played with chopsticks, now it tis the season
Blessings all the pack, if you short me then you grieving
I got diamonds on my rolly, he think time stopped
Don't reach for this rolly, or you going get popped
When I blow the weed, it look like a devil scene
Masked up, coming for ya life, bitch cheese
Snatch your chain off the neck, you can feel the breeze
I'm allergic to the failure, you can hear the sneeze
Speeding fast in charger, all you hear is freeze
Yeah my plug a junkie, yeah she be off the lean
I love her finger itchy, yeah she got time to squeeze
Man I'm high as fuck, yeah I'm looking chinese

I might can't rap, I might can't dance
Either way I get them bands
Hundred thousand two tone ap, make these hoes just want to dance
If she see another hundred bands, she might come out those pants
This a hustler anthem playboy, don't make us scoop up your mans
I get rid of bricks and bowls, call it magic
I make up hits after hits, they call it magic
Tried to run but he can't hide, these bullets really tragic
School is like the opps, trying to lock me down for passing
until I'm in that wood box, I'm going to be stacking
Natural born hustler, you got the cash then I'm going to pass it
I don't need security, walk round with it on me
When you getting money like this, you got to watch your homies
Niggas sleeping, pillow talking
I'm all in they business
Knowing that I'm not the one, you better keep your pistol
They can't fuck with me, you know who the fucking realest
The opps ain't on shit, ain't sliding nor fucking killing
I came from the bottom, nah I ain't have no privilege
I was up late at night, working on my lyrics
Always in the game, nah I ain't do no scrimmage
They think I'm scared, god the only man I'm fucking fearing
Settle down I hear a nigga fucking breathing
Knocked one down then they all start fucking retrieving
Knocked two down then they all start to fucking freezing
Knocked three down now it's a fucking murder sequence
Hit four down now that's too many bodies leaking
The way you live is easy, got to trap it just to feed me
When I was young we played with chopsticks, now it tis the season
Blessings all the pack, if you short me then you grieving
I got diamonds on my rolly, he think time stopped
Don't reach for this rolly, or you going get popped
When I blow the weed, it look like a devil scene
Masked up, coming for ya life, bitch cheese
Snatch your chain off the neck, you can feel the breeze
I'm allergic to the failure, you can hear the sneeze
Speeding fast in charger, all you hear is freeze
Yeah my plug a junkie, yeah she be off the lean
I love her finger itchy, yeah she got time to squeeze
Man I'm high as fuck, yeah I'm looking chinese