Baby Money, Jeezy - All Hustle lyrics

(Beatgang, Stuntman)
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat)

This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it
This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it

This a Cartier skelly
We ain't rockin' no Mueller
Had a phone around his neck
Now he rockin' four Cubans every run I get
I knock that bitch out like Joe Lewis
All them niggas used to hoop
But they still became shooters
I used to help niggas move
Now I help niggas move it
Prosecutor tryna fry me
Hope he know my lawyer Jewish
If we talk 'bout throwin' 'bows every day
I was Luda
Cristal on the boat, every day, it's a movie
Pit'stop on the boat, nigga
Come and cop a QT
Ziplocs in my Coach, I be trappin'
Rockin' Louis
You ain't never touched the road
You be actin' like you do it
You ain't never copped a load
How you never bump into me?

This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it
This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it

Yeah, this shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no label
Half a million in the duffle
Fill up the whole table
The Arm & Hammer don
Mr use the Whole Kitchen
Like a box of Cheerios, nigga
Ain't no O's missin'
Up early in the morning cookin'
Four eggs for breakfast
Them pots came from Target
But them bricks came from Texas
Dope boy magic, Mr abracadabra
This my biggest trick, turn my hood to Alaska
Got a black belt I'm whippin', yeah
They call me the master
I get thirty in the D
And forty-five in Nebraska (yeah)
The shit I say religion, boy
I should've been a pastor
A motherfuckin' character
You should've been an actor
Woah kemosabe, weighin' bricks is my hobby
It's my prerogative just like my nigga Bobby
And I ain't talkin' on the phone
'cause this shit can get tricky
They play these lyrics in the courtroom
This shit can get sticky

This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it
This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it

No dirty money in the dryer
When you wash it, blow through it
Cameras all around the crib
We ain't watchin' no movie
Try to rob 'cause you broke and
Got popped with your tooly
Now your mans in the dirt for your mistake
You so stupid it's okay to work overly
I'm exactly where I'm 'posed to be
Even on a fastbreak, I still go for three
I know my family want the most for me
The same for them, I just hope they see
A big world, how they notice me?
With six girls, oh, it's open season
They say Los the reason
I'm an angel, but I'm in a Demon

This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it
This shit all off of hustle
It ain't come from no music
Type of shit that make you grind
Wanna move some 'bows to it
Beans in the trunk
Tell them boys it's road music
Dirty money in the shower
You can move the load to it

(Beatgang)