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Cortney Kentrell & King Gedo - Trell (Cypher) Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah
Ya already know
Yeah
Hustle Bizness in the building nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Hustle Bizness nigas
Cortney Kentrell
Aye

Can I work can I flip me some chips?
(Can I?)
Can I fly in the sky like a blimp?
(Aye can I?)
Do you wanna ride do or die like I'm Po Pimp
Try me di-e nigga I ain't no wimp
I'm forever blessed never stressed
Nigga I'm the rabbit you the tortoise you will never catch
If you foul me the referee gonna throw a super tech
If I was B I had on Red Sox and Mookie Betts
Curt Henning superflex
Goldberg who is next?
I don't see no-muthaf*ckin-body nigga who is that?
If you my bitch you the best
If you ain't shit you can catch
Outta here quick
When I throw this stick you can fetch
(Oooh shit)
Never seen a nigga this raw
Big factor big boss
Gotta choppa that'll turn your clothes backwards Kriss Kross
Everyday a nigga hustlin like I'm Rick Ross
Hustle Bizness got these f*ckin rapping niggas pissed off
(They pissed off)
Ha

Yeah yeah yeah
Ya already know

Yeah yeah
It's King
Yah

The return of the hustla muthaf*cker did yah miss me?
(Did yah?)
Well I been on a island gettin faded gettin twisted
Hella lifted off this marijuana smoke I be blowin
Hit the booth and get loose from these lines I be flowin
Coming out hard like them boys UGK
Feelin like Cube cuz today it was a good day
Yah boy so hot I have all them hoes thirsty
I give em 50 cents to go ahead like its your birthday
(Go go)
Straight King shit can't be seen with these peasants
Wanna talk about the future I'm concerned present
Cuz time is of the essence no more stressin over bullshit
750 score so I'm good with my credit
So all that pillow talkin homie nigga you can gon and dead it
Run up on you with the Glizzy make you wish you never said it
Be cool
I'm no fool so never play me as such
I graduated from the streets but never majored in much
So all you wannabe gangstas stop tryin
Your pride too strong and we can tell when you lyin
G check
No respect will get your whole crew wet
We'll spray your block and bend the corner then we come right back
Plus our OGs taught us how to follow the code
And the game's to be sold not told
(Facts)
Amen
My game plan never comin in last
So pop a bottle homie raise your glass
(Raise your glass)
Pour out a little liquor for my niggas who done passed away
Your memory lives on today
Now let us pray

Ha
Aha
Haha
Yeah yeah

Hustle Biz nigga
(Hustle Bizness)

Yeah
Like that GMC and we gone
(Whoo)
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Yeah
Yeah
Ya already know
Yeah
Hustle Bizness in the building nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Hustle Bizness nigas
Cortney Kentrell
Aye

Can I work can I flip me some chips?
(Can I?)
Can I fly in the sky like a blimp?
(Aye can I?)
Do you wanna ride do or die like I'm Po Pimp
Try me di-e nigga I ain't no wimp
I'm forever blessed never stressed
Nigga I'm the rabbit you the tortoise you will never catch
If you foul me the referee gonna throw a super tech
If I was B I had on Red Sox and Mookie Betts
Curt Henning superflex
Goldberg who is next?
I don't see no-muthaf*ckin-body nigga who is that?
If you my bitch you the best
If you ain't shit you can catch
Outta here quick
When I throw this stick you can fetch
(Oooh shit)
Never seen a nigga this raw
Big factor big boss
Gotta choppa that'll turn your clothes backwards Kriss Kross
Everyday a nigga hustlin like I'm Rick Ross
Hustle Bizness got these f*ckin rapping niggas pissed off
(They pissed off)
Ha

Yeah yeah yeah
Ya already know

Yeah yeah
It's King
Yah

The return of the hustla muthaf*cker did yah miss me?
(Did yah?)
Well I been on a island gettin faded gettin twisted
Hella lifted off this marijuana smoke I be blowin
Hit the booth and get loose from these lines I be flowin
Coming out hard like them boys UGK
Feelin like Cube cuz today it was a good day
Yah boy so hot I have all them hoes thirsty
I give em 50 cents to go ahead like its your birthday
(Go go)
Straight King shit can't be seen with these peasants
Wanna talk about the future I'm concerned present
Cuz time is of the essence no more stressin over bullshit
750 score so I'm good with my credit
So all that pillow talkin homie nigga you can gon and dead it
Run up on you with the Glizzy make you wish you never said it
Be cool
I'm no fool so never play me as such
I graduated from the streets but never majored in much
So all you wannabe gangstas stop tryin
Your pride too strong and we can tell when you lyin
G check
No respect will get your whole crew wet
We'll spray your block and bend the corner then we come right back
Plus our OGs taught us how to follow the code
And the game's to be sold not told
(Facts)
Amen
My game plan never comin in last
So pop a bottle homie raise your glass
(Raise your glass)
Pour out a little liquor for my niggas who done passed away
Your memory lives on today
Now let us pray

Ha
Aha
Haha
Yeah yeah

Hustle Biz nigga
(Hustle Bizness)

Yeah
Like that GMC and we gone
(Whoo)
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Writer: BRANDON JON SUD MARTINEZ, CORTNEY KENTRELL SCOTT, LAMARCUS QUONTRELL SMOOT
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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