Hustle Game: accordi di
Mack 10
Mack 10

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Tonalità: Gb major
Intro 1
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It started
Verse 1
off a fantasy I used to daydream
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By learning how to hustle
and work a triple
beam
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It seemed f***ed up,
I never understood
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While underprivileged grew
up in the hood
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There was two choices out and
they stayed the same
Sports with all
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American fame of the dope game
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Come around with cash
and got jacked or extorted
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We find the nice shit, just can't afford it
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Now what's the quickest way
to make a few stack
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Maybe work a weed sack
and parlay the crack
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It's a cold game,
man, when you hustle on your own
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Had to learn how to count each
gram to a zone
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And while my peers elevated,
I had to do the same
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So I learned how to whoop dicks,
spam my game
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Now dope comin' like leaves
on the money trees fallin'
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And the word on the streets is
Mack 1 -0 ballin'
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle,
man
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Motherfuckin' fame,
I need money to maintain
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle, man
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Either do this rap thang
or slang crack cocaine
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle,
man
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Motherfuckin' fame,
I need money to maintain
It's the
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Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle, man
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Either do this rap thang
or slang crack cocaine
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Now I'm too big for hands -on,
I got a solution
It's my
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BG homies runnin' my distribution
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Didn't take much schoolin'
before they understood
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That they could set up shop
on every block in the hood
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I love my lil' n****s,
go to them in the clutch
They don't want much,
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just pages for our clients to keep in touch
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Now I'm federal level,
30 years is what I'm facin'
Runnin'
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OT operations through the
Greyhound
Station
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Here's a check and a few
K's, we big money makers
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And them folks got their hands
full tryin' to take us
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We goin' out like soldiers,
ready for it all
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Holdin' trial in the streets
and we ballin' till we fall
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle,
man
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Motherfuckin' fame,
I need money to maintain
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle, man
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Either do this rap thing or slang crack cocaine
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I used to say I wouldn't stop
until I checked a mill
And had a super bad bitch with
a house on the hill
But now I'm in the limelight,
I came so far
Your niggas push a double
R, sippin'
Hennessy
Ricard
Avoid all haters and po -pos,
this vice doubt
Look around at your niggas' necks, my
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whole crew is iced out
While your hoes sack and re
-cop, money gets spent
Me and my n***a to
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the desert for the main event
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So I hit the strip and nail feet
with the baddest ho
Fight night at
Caesars
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Palace in the front row
It's a rule before you go
see the heavy weighters
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See for root for the tailors and
the big block gators
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Don't trip lil' mama if
I'm standing right behind you
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But if you turn around an d glance
the glare might blind you
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Joe the jeweler polish down
my ice till it's dripping
Notice the waitress,
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you're part of the meat cause I'm tipping
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Now I'm back to the crafts rolling
hundred -dollar yo's
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With enough left to look out my
friends and murder my foes
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It's only three things in life
you need when you're rich
Real homies, big guns, and a down ass
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Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle,
man
Motherfuck the fame,
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I need money to maintain
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle, man
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Either do this rap thing
or slang crack cocaine
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle,
man
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Motherfuck the fame,
I need money to maintain
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It's the
Hustle
Game and all I know is to hustle, man
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Either do this rap thing
or slang crack cocaine
Yeah,
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Mac, you know I gotta hustle to maintain. I gotta get my money so you can front a sack,
you know what I'm saying?
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Front you a sack?
You had me in tour with your daddy
and everything.
Man,
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Pops ain't got it on nothing. I don't
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tell him everything.
You told him you got some head on tour.
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But on the real though,
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you can just front me a half a bird.
He ain't got it on nothing.
Yeah, get your little bad
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**** out there.
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You know about a half a bird.
I'm just trying to ball play her.
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