on trying, You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you hold me) You can hold me down (you can't hold me) C, C, Can't me
1. This is dope boy music, American we let them choppers sing like that little nigga No Auto-tune I'm tunning out the burrough through ya borough, (Red) Camaro I had 'em like coach on Reggie Bush With 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push I used to get my ass for listenin to spice 1 On the court, point, fade away, nice one same court where the get they white from hustle the night come crouch low, with a pocket full of money shooting dice in my 1's roll seven of the night on my white 1's I had a jumper, I was pumpin Moms and pops was both any drama I will slump 'em How the fuck you I got the name Game way them Lakers got all of them fucking rings
Hustling ring Hustling Metaphor street (Hustling) My worked the grave yard Shift She was bustin it while I at home straight
2. I had 2 brothers didn't fuck with 'em They was like, that's our little brother fuck with him They shot 'em both so, I was fuck it then Called up the hommies im ready, nigga me in Hopped in the G Ride, same one the be in I'm bout to do these niggas worse then And I aint hopping out the car Trey did I'm turnin off the and pullin up like "Say Kid"
Hustlin ring Hustlin Metaphor king Hustlin top chain swing Hustlin,
3. It was a Day in 1996 Fav bar Reasonable Doubt Before that day, we aint know shit hova He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we knew were 5.0's and So, We took Y'alls y'all took our rags The way I see it, it's a exchange why you Mad Son, Yeah Jay was one of my Bumpin Roc-A-Fella but, get a feature Was like, underage and couldn't get a beeper Missing sales cuz the onions stuck in my sneaker to Streetsweeper, Dodgin the Reaper, Hit My block after 8 I'll make you a believer We was movin kid, the Justin Beiber Us and homeless shelters no different we both 'em Playing John Madden smoking all my nigga up Relaxin my feet up, Waiting for the Re-Up
on trying, You can hold me down You can hold me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you hold me) C, C, Can't me (x2)
4. How I sell 10 and stay hood, somebody holla at me If I go to jail you nigga aint gone throw a at me my nigga frog, threw his impala at me Like when I was in the bay and 40 his colla at me That's why I come through, She look like Halle Berry I'm in this by myself, Solitaire Every now and then, you my see me with a couple Same ones that was right there, When I had a ends No Benz, No House , a fucking Couch, So Yo Fuckin Mouth, Before I zip it up, Say Rap Fuck Interscope, Take my and rip it up Bad Boy Like BIG and The Giant can't sleep cuz niggas tryina dig him up And you Mother Fuckers waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood Pancho Rajon Rondo
Hustlin Championship Hustlin Metaphor king (Hustling)And while you Mother Fuckers waitin on I'm in the hood with Rajon Rondo
on trying, You can never hold me You can never hold me down (you can't me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, hold me
on trying, You can never me down You can hold me down (Naw, you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (Uh-Uh, you can't me) C, C, Can't me