Lyrics Hustle Gang

Hustle Gang

Problems

[Intro:]

Fuck ya'll nigga want with a nigga like me man

Eat you nigga for dinner

I'm all on er partner

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

[Verse 1:]

I got a snubnose for you fuck hoes

Steady talkin, til 5 bitch you ain't gon board though

I'm a gangsta bitch, we aimin like you ain't tonight

I ain't ridin with that 5, Shawty show you're right

Me slip, like how?

On the low between us, I'm strapped right now

Yeah, fed case ain't nothing to me

I'm a head case, know that when you run into me

Get money, every G you make it like 100 to me

I'm fresh out for some these niggas, they big dummies to me

Okay? Now get some paper if you wanna play

Have yo head in my hallway for 100K

[Bridge:]

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain't gon make it home

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Think cause I went the prison I won't put this pistol to yo dome?

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

[Verse 2:]

It's funny how niggas get hype when they get on stage with a mic

You know I see em bitin the style cool, they still can't deliver it right

I've been killin this shit for so long, I don't remember the height

What's that like? They ain't really bout that life, They ain't really bout that life

No lie on this mike, chillin with habitual whores

Hit er with the hammer like Thor

This ain't no Ford, this a G4 ho, act like you been here before

Open up the suicide doors, like I jumped out the window of the 25th floor

Ready for war, I came out the womb with a sword, cut my umbilical chord

See I'm headin where you ain't never been

We are not the same and that's evident

I make flexin just look so effortless

Hit that celery till I'm hella bit

See these hoes, these hoes ain't celibate

And they ain't hesitant, not at all

For a nigga with a proper drawl, she give me that box like the post office dropped it off, and that's real

[Bridge:]

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain't gon make it home

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Think cause I went the prison I won't put this pistol to yo dome?

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

[Verse 3:]

Damn no Tip, I got these hoes

Live it way, got a sake pose

Covered it like wear ladies flows

New York bitch, real lady clothes

Put em all now, real nigga act

Better put it now

You better go for the Oscars

Cause impostors will get whack niggas that's mobsters

That ain't playing that

Niggas wanna sleep, I lay em down

Shinin', you see the ray around, no recess in this circle

We don't play around

With my zig-zags I J down this motherfucker real quick

Cause life be her bitch

Will I'm gon serve hers big dick

Boy this Compton, driving lane

Me and ya'll, it's bout the same

Same nigga without the game

Keep shit, it ain't potty trained

Big bucks like a Shawty bang, bad boy with that naughty chain

Big stripes like referees but home boy this is not a game

So... break bread with the real bruh

Make sure you live life till it kill ya

Drop another molly in my tequila

Till my life in my dreams looks familiar

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

[Verse 4:]

Off the drama and I'm back nigga

Still a king and that's a fact nigga

Fuck talkin, I'm that nigga

That's one deep, no pact nigga

Bad boy, no act nigga

No internet, but I'm at niggas

New McLaren, all black nigga

That's front sealed up like Shaq nigga

In the game but don't play round

Try this shit with me – you get layed down

I stick and move, I don't stay round

Make the hardest nigga turn greyhound

I don't talk the talk, I just run shit

How you think you're me but ain't the shit

Could go bananas on some shit

I keep a team on that dumb shit

I keep a strap that just might clap

Money low and I might trap

Yea I'm on it, fuck my opponent

He run up on me, I might snap

Got me feelin like fuck em

I'm face to face, I don't duck em

My heat in hand, I don't tuck em

I don't body bag em, I stuff em

With hot shit, hot shit

Yea I'm talkin bout hot shit

With heavy metal, I rock shit

Til showin bove but you not shit

I go for real, just ask tip

I green light my clique trip

Six niggas hoppin out one whip

Go to reconstructing your whole hip

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

[Verse 5:]

I'm a down shore baller, ATL stunner

Bitch leave me I'm a take everything from er

Please try a nigga where I'm from with that drama

So we can fire pistols at yo goddamn mama

Let me find out, you layin on me for riches

Cut his head off, leave his forehead in the kitchen

One o' your eye balls on the stove, the other missin

I think his head exploded, that nigga teeth in the dishes

Hey when you learned that as pong I learned this shit in the trenches

I am at a nigga just like Twitter, follow my mentions

4-4 deuce cutless, deuce butnicks extensions

And you can hustle on main street, TKT gave you permission

[Bridge:]

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain't gon make it home

If you know it or you don't

Nigga, this ain't what you want

Think cause I went the prison I won't put this pistol to yo dome?

[Hook:]

Don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems

Nigga, don't get it fucked up

Don't get it fucked up

You know you don't want these problems

Nigga, you know you don't want these problems