Hustle, Repeat (Godfather of Harlem) – ft. Swizz Beatz, Jadakiss

Quotable Lyrics:
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat

Fitting all is what the things won
You gotta die to get your streams up
Streets will f**k your dreams up
I was ready for war, I got my cream up

They couldn’t do nothing with me, they had to team up
Treat the shawty like Scotty, I had to beam up
I’ve done a lot, and I’ve seen much
Another year, that’s a million clutch

In extreme rush, in dem foreigns or the mean trucks
Fake tough guys, n***as really trim puffs
I get you back dirty, bring all your jeans up
When your life ain’t right, you don’t mean much
You put the knife in right, you get a clean cut

Yeah, hopefully I hit a artery
how its supposed to be and usually how Its gotta be
If you live to see thirty, you hit the lottery
And I don’t need you to hit a button to follow me