Hustla
Yung Redd & Lil Ron Lyrics
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You know, why I hustle for mine (yeah)
Mo'fuckers, I'm still on the grind
Ay H.$.E. niggaz, G's up yeah
(Hook)
Let me get a H, yeah I hustle all the time
Now let me get a U, understand I'm about mine
I'm a hustling ass nigga, my money so large
(Yung Redd)
The streets is wet I know, I preach this gutter flow
A go round come back nigga, you reap what you sew
Never took that much time, for me to know
See I just planted my seed, and let my money grow
Time reveal I'm real, these other niggaz hoes
And everyday's a gamble, so let the dice roll
Where I'm from, I been repping from unteen
It's been my theme, my earrings high beam
Yeah Yung Redd enough said, I bump heads
With these niggaz, who thought that I couldn't make enough bread
A hundred deep, I'm so strong
Get high in the plane, wet I smoke his own grown
(Hook)
(Lil' Ron)
Grinding's a habit, I'm making this cabbage
Block move like clockwork, if anybody asks
Same as the glock work, do it without a mask
Learn to take it slow, when I'm making fast cash
Dro smoking, out of gas masks
The best grass put some'ing in the bank, stack and don't touch that
So for crack, just show me where them bucks at
Pull up in that truck, trust me sluts love that
I could show you how to make ya doubles, smooth like butter
But remember, I been through the struggle me and my brother
Smuggle shit through check points, with no trouble
Get a room and a coffee mug, make them hoes bubble
(Hook)
(Yung Redd)
Fuck you, and any nigga you run with
You can play that punk shit, till you hear that Yung nigga
That get's the deal in the hood, we them niggaz they come get
I'm all grind small time, licks I'm done with
And it seem to me, y'all niggaz ain't G's to me
Must be a dream and y'all forseen, in the streets with me
(Lil' Ron)
I keep my heat with me, and send five where your chest at
And them greentip bullets, going through that vest black
I'm taking them green dollas, to where them checks at
To the bank account, I put em and then I bring em out
Fuck what you thinking bout, I ain't with that hanging out
Lil' Ron getting paper, you wish you could make it out
(Hook)
(*talking*)
Yeah, I don't know what the fuck
These niggaz, was thinking out here (Sucka Free)
We still on the grind mayn, we ain't never left mayn
H.$.E. mo'fuckers, yeah
In "Hustla", Yung Redd and Lil Ron showcase the life of a hustler with their relentless pursuit of money. The hook of the song spells out the word "hustler" and serves as a glimpse into their mindset. Yung Redd opens up the first verse by acknowledging the harsh realities of the streets and how he has managed to make profits by planting his seed and letting his money grow. He talks about his high beam earrings and the fact that he can make enough money to bump heads with other niggas. Lil Ron takes over on the second verse by comparing his grinding habit with the clockwork movement of a block. He talks about making slow and steady money, which he keeps in the bank, and how he can smuggle shit through checkpoints with ease.
In the third verse, Yung Redd comes back with a vengeance and calls out his haters who cannot match his level of hustle. He asserts his dominance by letting them know that he is the one who gets a deal in the hood, and they come to see him. Lil Ron brings it home by summarizing the concept of the song through his verse, where he emphasizes that he is all about making paper and not wasting time hanging out. The song ends with the two rappers affirming their status as H.$E. niggaz who will never leave the grind.
Line by Line Meaning
You know, why I hustle for mine (yeah)
I hustle to earn my money, you know why
Mo'fuckers, I'm still on the grind
I'm still working hard and hustling for my money
Ay H.$.E. niggaz, G's up yeah
Shoutout to my crew, H.$.E., we're real gangsters
Let me get a H, yeah I hustle all the time
I'm always hustling, give me an H
Now let me get a U, understand I'm about mine
I'm all about my money, give me a U
Let me get a S-T-L-E-R
Spelling out 'hustler', that's what I am
I'm a hustling ass nigga, my money so large
I'm a great hustler, making so much money
The streets is wet I know, I preach this gutter flow
I know the streets are dangerous, I rap about this life
A go round come back nigga, you reap what you sew
What goes around comes back around, be careful
Never took that much time, for me to know
I knew what I wanted and how to hustle early on
See I just planted my seed, and let my money grow
I invested wisely and let my money grow
Time reveal I'm real, these other niggaz hoes
I'm real, others are fake and weak
And everyday's a gamble, so let the dice roll
Life is unpredictable, let fate decide
Where I'm from, I been repping from unteen
I've been representing my hometown since a young age
It's been my theme, my earrings high beam
Representing my hometown is my thing, my earrings are flashy
Yeah Yung Redd enough said, I bump heads
I'm Yung Redd, no more needs to be said, I'm competition
With these niggaz, who thought that I couldn't make enough bread
I proved my haters wrong, I made a lot of money
A hundred deep, I'm so strong
I have a large crew, we're powerful
Get high in the plane, wet I smoke his own grown
I smoke my own weed, even on planes
Grinding's a habit, I'm making this cabbage
I make money through hustling, it's a habit for me
Block move like clockwork, if anybody asks
The block runs smoothly and efficiently, don't question it
Same as the glock work, do it without a mask
I handle my gun like a professional, no need for a mask
Learn to take it slow, when I'm making fast cash
I need to be smart with my money, even when I make a lot quickly
Dro smoking, out of gas masks
I smoke weed with gas masks on
The best grass put some'ing in the bank, stack and don't touch that
I save my money from selling the best weed, and don't spend it
So for crack, just show me where them bucks at
I sell crack for money, show me where the buyers are
Pull up in that truck, trust me sluts love that
I attract women in my truck, they love it
I could show you how to make ya doubles, smooth like butter
I can teach you how to hustle and double your money easily
But remember, I been through the struggle me and my brother
I came from a difficult past, with my brother
Smuggle shit through check points, with no trouble
I can sneak things past security easily
Get a room and a coffee mug, make them hoes bubble
I can seduce women with just a hotel room and a coffee mug
Fuck you, and any nigga you run with
I don't like you or your gang
You can play that punk shit, till you hear that Yung nigga
You can keep acting tough, until I come for you
That get's the deal in the hood, we them niggaz they come get
I'm known for making deals in the hood, people come to me
I'm all grind small time, licks I'm done with
I work hard for my money, no more small-time scams for me
And it seem to me, y'all niggaz ain't G's to me
You guys aren't real gangsters compared to me
Must be a dream and y'all forseen, in the streets with me
You must be dreaming if you think you're on my level in the streets
I keep my heat with me, and send five where your chest at
I carry a gun with me, and will shoot you in the chest
And them greentip bullets, going through that vest black
My special bullets can pierce through your bulletproof vest
I'm taking them green dollas, to where them checks at
I'm getting money and depositing it in my bank account
To the bank account, I put em and then I bring em out
I save my money in the bank, but can withdraw it when needed
Fuck what you thinking bout, I ain't with that hanging out
I don't waste time hanging out, I'm focused on making money
Lil' Ron getting paper, you wish you could make it out
I'm making a lot of money, you wish you were me
Yeah, I don't know what the fuck
I don't understand what these guys are doing
These niggaz, was thinking out here (Sucka Free)
These guys were making stupid decisions
We still on the grind mayn, we ain't never left mayn
We're still hustling, we never stopped
H.$.E. mo'fuckers, yeah
Shoutout to my crew, H.$.E.
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Salistar Smythe
Always loved this song
inky behavior
Salistar Smythe ...I still slapping this
devztube
Man I remember this shit..
DeuceTreEnt
Where's T.C. at? He did alot of collabs with Lil Derrick and Htown artists. We need interviews from him!