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Trouble

Hustle & Ambition

 

Hustle & Ambition

(album: 431 Days - 2012)


[Trouble:]
I don't respect nothing, except your hustle and ambition
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen

I stay deeper than I ever did
Draped in suit and tie like I'm the US president
Bad bitches stay by my side, like Don Wan in the 70's
Bankroll so big, I need a show like Ledderman
Nigga, I payed my doos, you stupid fool, I'm not too cool for school
I gradguated all thanks to you
What do I say to my lady friends, they callin all their homies, cool

I don't respect nothing, except your hustle and ambition
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen

Get my mind right, money come before pleasure
Think I'm your type, I'm not Cupid, just want to lay the pipe
She wanna fuck, don't want her to spend the night
You should wanna get up, and get your paper right
Never mind layin up, that ain't something I favor
It's the only thing runnin through my mind, so I gotta take care of mine
I wake up seein dollar signs, so I won't even stay off my grind

I don't respect nothing, except your hustle and ambition
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen

[Gucci Mane:]
I came up with hustlers, who hustled them chickens
Your girl on detention, my chopper sesspention
I'm fuckin with Trouble, who fuckin with Gucci
Got shooters in town, and the Uzi I'm shootin
And my life is a movie, soldiers salute
No need for my goonies, just two pistols to shoot
I like girls that are bitches, your bitch got potential
My end of my mission, she on it, she lucky
It's Gucci!

[Trouble:]
I don't respect nothing, except your hustle and ambition
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen
I came up with hustlers, who hustled chickens out the kitchen

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