Juvenile, Big Tymers - Get Your Hustle On lyrics

Fa sho' nigga, off top
Believe this playboy, fa sho' nigga

I'm the #1 stunna, don't flinch you bitch
I cash in quick and go and flash my 6
Twenty inch dub niggas how
You love that bitch?
20 ki's or hard blocks, we call them bricks
I'm a Uptown survivor, niggas stash the lick
Just bought a new Beemer, X-5 the bitch
Puttin dubs with a kit nigga, flash yo' shit
Puttin ice in my grill, fuck a classy bitch
I'm a Uptown thug, can't you see that shit?
I'm around the way hunt for
Quarter ki's and bricks
You can catch me at the
Club with a ghetto bitch
Or you can see me at my
Mansion with a nasty bitch
Flat screen, loud music, me and Fresh a bitch
Pullin out the driveway with
New cars and shit
Palm trees feelin good nigga
We love this shit
Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch

Let me get my hustle on, nigga all for Nol'
Let me make a hundred mill'
Nigga slow but sho'
Let me spin my new wheels in front yo' do'
Let me hit the battlefield nigga slangin snow

I wonder why niggas always
Be doin stupid shit
No sense involved at all, it's foolishness
Now if a nigga take it
And somebody hit yo' stash
Is you goin to bust his ass or
Are you gonna let that pass?
Besides, it only was a bundle of dough
You a hustler nigga
You know how to get you some mo'
Just tighten up yo' circle
And surveillance your spot
If you catch a nigga touchin somethin
He gettin got now carry on with whatcha doin
'fore the people get hot
Leave them hoes alone cause they
The reason we gettin got
If you owe a nigga pay him
They be holdin a grudge
He don't want to take a loss
But he'll take it in blood
Make sure fiends don't pass
Make all the cash
Big fired bags and floss on they ass
I've been through some shit
That make me a survivalist
I may be a lot of different things
But I'm not a bitch

But anyway, I'm not the subject of the matter
All y'all bitch ass niggas I'm comin after
Cause the minute that I start slippin
Look at who is gon' be tryin
To get in my position, niggas is grimin
But what they don't know
I got some killers that's behind me
I used to pull it off way
Back in the early 90's
If any one of y'all wanna do it we can do it
Don't hold it on your chest dog
Don't be pumpin fluid

I'm a Uptown hunter on Washington 6th
Set the line goin down a bitch
They got that iron Uptown and
They slangin it quick
Valence is my home, I'mma rep 'til I'm gone
Valence and Magnolia, but Greyhead roam
Magnolia Projects is where I set my roam
Saratoga and Erato, I call my home
Ran through the Melpomene
Nigga I did that shit