Red Cafe - Hustle Hard Lyrics

Let me put my conversation on this
Red cafe, shake down, yeah, believe that

F*ck you niggs and your feelings
I've been known for coke dealings
Thuggin on through my neighborhood
... your house and your siblings
Everyday you nigger go fishing,
Cook it up in my kitchen
I got more blocks than Jasmine
Come acquire your fixin
I'm an international brawler
F*ck a bitch and don't call her
Now she's calling me daddy
Bitch I ain't your father
I'm a knock you down with no...
Shot the girls I've been dating
Now I'm back on my shit
Eat this rappers like I'm Mike Tyson
Chase girls on Sunday
New perfection's Tuesday
If you in the strip club but I ain't paying for your pussy
No chasing my liquor, I ain't taking no pictures
Look I'm about my money, I get paid for...
In my all black or... like I'm Bruce Wayne
I don't play with no loose chains
Any day at least a hundred grand in my double bag or come two chains
I'm an immigrant, nine figure shit
I don't... beef nigger, I finish it
Same old shit, just a different day
I can try to get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby needs some shoes
Times are getting hard, guess what I'm a do

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Cold mountains don't get fed off this boulevard.