Giggs - Hustle On lyrics

Pablo Productions Grime Gangster rocks
My nigga Money
I'm a hustle don, I don't hustle wrong
I just buss quick shots and get my shuffle on
I ain't hench but you know
I keep my muscle strong
All my niggas in the trap get your hustle on

Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
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They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)

Let me tell you niggas
'bout the block pattern
The block smashing, the rock bagging
And I ain't talking 'bout violence
When I say that a nigga flang a box at him
I give a fuck a about trident
I see my enemy, I'mma 45 him
Not average Joe grinding
Get the chain out, niggas that's blinding
Hustle on but back to the rock slanging
My niggas bagging up food and
The cops rang him
Gotta wait cause a nigga from
The block rang him
They call me Barksdale cause my
Shit is block banging
I am getting jumped and I'm jumpy
Cops hanging
Niggers hungry, a lunch be a rock packing
I remember when I used to
Want them crazy mosh patterns
I'm not bragging but my blocks cracking

They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)

Let me tell you man bout the trap house
Wrap up the crack round
Dash out and smash out back out for castle
Check out the crack house
Shot cats the same place
Your lap back and mash out
Junkies getting cash out
Hit west, get my cash out and splash out
My niggas roll up with a strap out
Bare black gang
What you know bout a black out?
My niggas back out and slap out
Submission hold makes you give up and tap out
I get violent and I lash out
Excuse me I bring the back round the trap now
(sorry bout that)
From the Reeboks then got the Max out
From 10 boxes the Ralph boots
And the smash out
And niggers rap to lay the whole map out
That's why I got the pen and contract out

They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)
They hustle on the streets to
Get the right pounds (hustle on)