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Kevin Gates - Talk Hustle (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
It's like
It's like nigga ain't braggin' 'bout the shit, you know, I do what I do, you heard me?
Niggas speculate 'bout what I do
What about you?
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and sell crack
You leave your styles in the match for like twelvе stacks
I'll break a nigga face if he gеt outta line
Business ain't to be witnessed, so get outta mine
My mind on the grind like pen out the paper
Big dog still tryna give out a favor
Sick of livin' with rats who benefited and trapped
Miss a leave a nigga feeling, he gotta get it with action (Motherfucker)
Last nigga sayin' that he wrestled with cops (Wrestled with)
Got a forty-five-caliber shot, better lay still (Lay still)
My BGs grip eights that'll break steel
Hit you from your ankle to your face, gotta stay still (Bitch)
I'm in the mix, survivin' with guns (Uh)
Put away for rainy days and retired the funds (Ayy, this my other money)
When your mind stayin' focused, you grind, paper (Paper)
Stack a lil' bit, then you shine later (Later)
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
Raw season, '07, had to wait on weight (Okay)
Drug traffic like a traffic light, stay on brakes (Beep, beep, beep)
J don't play, flip, you know the case on Gates (Brrah)
The K gon' spray and leave you like JFK (Yeah)
Sic 'em, never polite, I bite 'em in the face (Rrr)
Green light, you got the right to put the lighters in they face (Blah-blah)
Ain't no fighters in this place, bunch of liars where you stay
Nothin' higher, ain't another nigga flyer, Mr. Gates, mm
Where I'm supposed to be, silver kush chokin' me
Sittin' in the mansion, countin' stacks on the sofa seat
My house in the clear, ocean under the pier
My ho'll be on a Lear, overseas in Korea (Yoom)
Houston, we got a problem, TV, you gotta watch 'em
No TV Johnny, here go four stacks, you gotta watch 'em
Push 'em, get 'em off of me, don't know how to talk to me
Hotel-room suites, my bitch livin' off of me
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
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Kevin Gates - Talk Hustle (Lyrics)
Follow:
instagram.com/iamkevingates
facebook.com/kvngates
https://x.com/iamkevingates
tiktok.com/@iamkevingates
Spotify:
open.spotify.com/track/3BpeodBs6mPuhGicfNOfXH?si=55826ea52f094ef5
Lyrics:
It's like
It's like nigga ain't braggin' 'bout the shit, you know, I do what I do, you heard me?
Niggas speculate 'bout what I do
What about you?
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and sell crack
You leave your styles in the match for like twelvе stacks
I'll break a nigga face if he gеt outta line
Business ain't to be witnessed, so get outta mine
My mind on the grind like pen out the paper
Big dog still tryna give out a favor
Sick of livin' with rats who benefited and trapped
Miss a leave a nigga feeling, he gotta get it with action (Motherfucker)
Last nigga sayin' that he wrestled with cops (Wrestled with)
Got a forty-five-caliber shot, better lay still (Lay still)
My BGs grip eights that'll break steel
Hit you from your ankle to your face, gotta stay still (Bitch)
I'm in the mix, survivin' with guns (Uh)
Put away for rainy days and retired the funds (Ayy, this my other money)
When your mind stayin' focused, you grind, paper (Paper)
Stack a lil' bit, then you shine later (Later)
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
Raw season, '07, had to wait on weight (Okay)
Drug traffic like a traffic light, stay on brakes (Beep, beep, beep)
J don't play, flip, you know the case on Gates (Brrah)
The K gon' spray and leave you like JFK (Yeah)
Sic 'em, never polite, I bite 'em in the face (Rrr)
Green light, you got the right to put the lighters in they face (Blah-blah)
Ain't no fighters in this place, bunch of liars where you stay
Nothin' higher, ain't another nigga flyer, Mr. Gates, mm
Where I'm supposed to be, silver kush chokin' me
Sittin' in the mansion, countin' stacks on the sofa seat
My house in the clear, ocean under the pier
My ho'll be on a Lear, overseas in Korea (Yoom)
Houston, we got a problem, TV, you gotta watch 'em
No TV Johnny, here go four stacks, you gotta watch 'em
Push 'em, get 'em off of me, don't know how to talk to me
Hotel-room suites, my bitch livin' off of me
You see, me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk hustle
Only way you know my face if you bought somethin'
And then the clip squeeze off and go to poppin' in the clutch
I got it in the bottom, any problem gettin' flushed
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