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Forever Hustlin'

Ray Luv

Forever Hustlin'

I was a hustlin-ass nigga, straight lovin the game
Always meant to be a playa, put the 'luv' in my name
Surrounded by niggaz I was soakin it from

chose the whole 8
Catch a 5 to 10 sellin' 5's and 10's
And the police informer was your childhood friend
In the real world, gotta hustle for your dream

Bread Gang got the shit by the loaf (Boyz)
Nothin' but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (them Loafs)
Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

On top of the world, me and my clique, ayy
Got it out the mud, now we all lit
This how it feel to be rich, Black

(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah

All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm

You Can Have Her

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

real
Now a player I like, but you know I can't stand no snitch
Tryin to front like he rich
Done shot your credit, cause you bought you a new E 
320,

Yeah I know the struggles real
And you don't always feel
Like you can win this fight
But I'm here to testify
Yeah this is my battle cry
Oh the battle

You can free fall from a big ole jet
Land in Vegas strike it rich on roulette 
You can be anything ya wanna be
Buddy Listen to me

If you cherish her

it real, whatever happened that’s the deal
Nobody gon’ be honest with you until you rich
Nobody gon’ be honest with you until you rich
Nobody gon’ be

artist
Line a nigga up, but they are not no barbers
The black man don't want to see
The black man having chicken
The woman is influenced by the gram
So she

take what I want, so
You tried to front
Hope you got yourself a gun
You ain't real, hope you got yourself a gun

My first album had no
Famous guest

ran by rich old white men and uncle Toms
The youth may be dumb but the old are corrupt and blinded by religious tradition
Separation was made for

Minute Man

Harlem World

Movement

1999

Uh  uh  uh  yo 
Harlem World gon' make me rich 
Harlem World gon' take your bitch 
Harlem World is the place to be 
This M A Dollar Sign E 

Yo

the cure
Thats how the rich is getting richer
They at war with the poor
Limited resource
Neighborhoods abused by force
Red lining humans dying its histories

now shine later tryna make everyday like a vacation
I know my worth I know what I'm worth 
Get rich or dying I'll take it in a hurst
Spitting pain

Bunny[01:35.55]Goofy, young JIT, class clown, funny[01:38.53]Bitches open up for the D sunny[01:41.48]Been that nigga before the bucks real shit[01:44.36]Big vamp, big

Ahhhhhh


[Hook : Aspika Spoila]

You look like you are in another world
But i can I read your mind
How can you  be so far away lying by my side
You look

Migos
I was servin' stir fry
Had to let a bitch go
She was having bad vibes
Cause I'm tryna do it real big
Talking world-wide
Every time, nigga getting

It's Nothing

Fat Joe

Hip Hop #71: True Gangsta

2003

bad bitches, down hoes, hood rich, pitch up in Daddy's hooood
Believe me its nothing
Big trucks mean rides we fly t-squad our time
Believe me is

to give them game
Fuck a chain think bigger invest in some real estate
Get your money up life is getting shorter by the day

Check it out

Out here tryna

This shit gotta be bigger than big
Know what I'm sayin', no lil' boy shit
Everything gotta be extravagant
(Boy)
(I just taught Rich to get rich

gettin rich
Taking trips
Making lil flips
Took a long time, brick by brick
Double C, CC mmm super thick
Keys in ignition hit 7/11 got 91 on the pump

on dank, smokin' stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I'ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich nigga from Chicago, ayy

Introducting the Icon

Paul Wall

Neon Icon

2014

Yo, wanna know something about my right arm?
I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarms
The fireplace's outta space with a lion's belt
Big jewels