M.I Abaga - Hustle lyrics
[M.I Abaga - Hustle lyrics]
My J Town hustlers, my ABJ hustlers
My Lagos hustlers, we gon make em customers
After all the bustlers
The music has to rush on us
We win this with the sin of a saint
We're hustlers uJ hustlers, ATBU hustlers
We don't let them tussle or muscle
Us cos we tussle thus
We're soldiers, we're warriors
The future is glorious
Emerge through the hustle victorious
Do it notorious BIG cos MI hustle in the MIC
Hustle in this rap music to NYC
Haaa hustle is all I see
To hustle is gonе like my brother Kim
I promised to hustlе hard so
That I'll honour him
Hustling in life is grim
Hustling till the lights go dim
We're hustlers
Me London hustlers, Yankee hustlers
Michigan hustlers, We gon make em customers
So let them keep discussing and
Cursing us cos we're hustlers
Never let them out tussle or out muscle us
This is a song for those unafraid
To travel dust or road or
The paths to get paid while all around
Small rich kids are getting laid
We keep the head game sharp
Like a tight braid
So get that grade, get that H1 Visa
We go make am, all true believers
Never forget the place where you're from
If you don't ever come back home
What good have you done?
But while you're there, run the race, run
Black child living oppressed under the sun
Watch for your boy in white
Screen tele V v aah
My Loopy hustlers, We gon make em customers
It's love till the death
Because you put your trust on this
Iceprince, Tars, Leony, Eve
Lindsey, Ruby, we go make am, believe
Yes, and to my brother Jesse Jagz
Keep on hustling until we're
Popping them tags and Moms and Pops are back
Home sitting for the brags
Like yeah, I love the way them jeans sag
CC hustlers, miners, hustlers
Let me keep doing my thing
So you can hustle this
Audu, Yahaya, , Captain Paul
Obinna when it's time, we're gon hit it all
Yeah, to my hustlers worldwide
Keep hustling hard, your head up with pride
Hands in the air for the hustlers who died
Keeping the flame of hustle inside, we ride
You be soldier boy, you be soldier boy
You be soldier boy
If you carry boot, snake go bite you
If you carry helmet, sun go beat you
Make you carry gun, bullet go kill you
Kill you
Make you carry helmet, sun go beat you
Make you carry boot, snake go bite you
Make you carry gun, gun go kill you
Soldier boy, soldier boy
Soldier boy, soldier boy
My Lagos hustlers, we gon make em customers
After all the bustlers
The music has to rush on us
We win this with the sin of a saint
We're hustlers uJ hustlers, ATBU hustlers
We don't let them tussle or muscle
Us cos we tussle thus
We're soldiers, we're warriors
The future is glorious
Emerge through the hustle victorious
Do it notorious BIG cos MI hustle in the MIC
Hustle in this rap music to NYC
Haaa hustle is all I see
To hustle is gonе like my brother Kim
I promised to hustlе hard so
That I'll honour him
Hustling in life is grim
Hustling till the lights go dim
We're hustlers
Me London hustlers, Yankee hustlers
Michigan hustlers, We gon make em customers
So let them keep discussing and
Cursing us cos we're hustlers
Never let them out tussle or out muscle us
This is a song for those unafraid
To travel dust or road or
The paths to get paid while all around
Small rich kids are getting laid
We keep the head game sharp
Like a tight braid
So get that grade, get that H1 Visa
We go make am, all true believers
Never forget the place where you're from
If you don't ever come back home
What good have you done?
But while you're there, run the race, run
Black child living oppressed under the sun
Watch for your boy in white
Screen tele V v aah
My Loopy hustlers, We gon make em customers
It's love till the death
Because you put your trust on this
Iceprince, Tars, Leony, Eve
Lindsey, Ruby, we go make am, believe
Yes, and to my brother Jesse Jagz
Keep on hustling until we're
Popping them tags and Moms and Pops are back
Home sitting for the brags
Like yeah, I love the way them jeans sag
CC hustlers, miners, hustlers
Let me keep doing my thing
So you can hustle this
Audu, Yahaya, , Captain Paul
Obinna when it's time, we're gon hit it all
Yeah, to my hustlers worldwide
Keep hustling hard, your head up with pride
Hands in the air for the hustlers who died
Keeping the flame of hustle inside, we ride
You be soldier boy, you be soldier boy
You be soldier boy
If you carry boot, snake go bite you
If you carry helmet, sun go beat you
Make you carry gun, bullet go kill you
Kill you
Make you carry helmet, sun go beat you
Make you carry boot, snake go bite you
Make you carry gun, gun go kill you
Soldier boy, soldier boy
Soldier boy, soldier boy