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Giggs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giggs
Songwriter
Jamal Sinclair
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamal Sinclair
Producer
Andy Gannon
Producer
Dennis Wilson
Producer
Yoad Nevo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pablo Productions, grime gangster
Rocks, my **** money
I'm a hustle Don, I don't hustle wrong
I just bust quick shots and get my shuffle on
I ain't henched but you know I keep my muscle strong
All my **** in the trap, get your hustle on
[Verse 2]
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on
Hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, hustle on, get your hustle on
[Verse 3]
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
[Verse 4]
Let me tell you **** 'bout the block pattern
The block smashing, the rock bagging
And I ain't talking bout violence
When I say a **** flang box at him
I give a fuck about trident
I see my enemy, I'm a 4-5 him
Not your average Joe grinding
Get the chain out, **** that's blinding
But back to the rock slanging
My **** bagging up food and the cops rang him
But got away cause a **** from the blocks rang him
They call me Barksdale cause my shit is block banging
I'm getting jumped and I'm jumpy, cops hanging
**** hungry, and lunch be a rock packing
I remember when I used to want them crazy mosh patterns
I'm not bragging but my block cracking
[Verse 5]
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
[Verse 6]
Let me tell you man bout the trap house
Wrap up the crack brand, dash out then smash out
Back out for castle, I check out the crack house
Shot cats the same place, your lap back and mash out
Junkies getting cash out
Hit west, get my cash out then splash out
My **** roll up with the strap out
Bare black gang, what you know bout a black out
My **** back out and slap out
Submission hold makes you give up and tap out
I get violent and I lash out
Excuse me I bring it back round the trap now
From the Reeboks then I got the Max out
To ten boxes of Ralph boots and the smash out
And **** rap to lay the whole map out
That's why I got the pen and the contract out
[Verse 7]
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
They hustle on the streets to get the right pounds
Written by: Giggs, Jamal Sinclair