Yung Joc - Hustlenomics (intro) lyrics

Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(welcome to hustlenomic$)

Who would've imagined that life would be
So good nigga now I'm on
Cause, I'm tired of all the
Games nigga now I'm grown
Tell you what the game's
Missing right from wrong
Respect game young nigga
Tell them haters so long

You can call me Malcolm X
I hustle by any means
Take the blow, break it down
Weigh it on triple beams
I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it
I'll flip it i'll rock 'til the motherfkin
Feds come knockin
The owner of the hand, I can be the middleman
Best if you don't know the man
I just tax an extra grand
I get you what'cha want we call
That captain and the booker
Hustlenomic$ yeah I'll chop you one
I got it if you want it
I'm from the slums, and
The sticks, turned crumbs, into bricks
Got a bum, full of knicks
Gun full of hollow tips
And where I'm from we shared everything
We called it hand-me downs
I implemented Hustlenomic$
Pimp look at me now

I can show you how to hustle
Show you how to hustle
Let me show you how to hustle
(welcome to hustlenomic$')
Let me show you how to hustle
Show you how to hustle
I can show you how to hustle nigga
(welcome to hustlenomic$)

Grab a number two pencil cause
I'm 'bout to test niggas
This game about to drop
Shit I'm 'bout to bless niggas
I tell 'em no cheating's allowed
Eyes on your test nigga
I graduated with honors cause see
I was the best nigga
Two plus two don't equal fo' in my world
Seventeen five get your ass thirty-six
O's of that girl
Okay class let's settle down
(shhh) you better pay attention
Cause, I bet the class clown
End up in federal detention
And when I say detention I
Ain't talkin after school
Cause if you're slippin on your pimpin
You'll be rockin county blues
Quit trickin on these hoes
Man they guaranteed to choose
Stop trigger your re-up or
You're guaranteed to lose
Guarantee you slicker with your hustle
Do it like the mob do learn to talk in code
Learn to keep the law up off you
Cause you niggas keep snitchin
And hoes keep talkin
Either they throw away the ki' or they
Gon' put you in a coffin

If you made it to this portion of the album
Give yourselves a round of applause man
I wanna say thank you personally from
The bottom of my heart
For takin the time, to ride with me nigga
To wake up to this shit
To go to sleep to this shit
To thug to this shit
To get money to this shit nigga
Hustlenomic$ is what it is
It's not a campaign for motherfkin attention
This is what I do
Like I said, if you listen to this shit
Apparently what you do nigga, get money
Block E-N T'!