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Hustlaz Stackin` EndzHus-Hustlaz Stackin` EndzHus-Hustlaz Stackin` Endz[Hook - 2x]G`s and baller, ballers and g`sReal playas crawl low, and keep they rides on three`s[Redd]Ballers and g`s, hustlers stackin` endsThinking bout riding in the Benz, and still chilling with my friendsTalking bout stack after stack, going dollar for dollaI`m the type of playa, that make these yellas scream and hollaCause I gots to stack paper, crawl low like a gatorNever will be plex, I won`t settle for lessGotta ball like a g, man they can`t see meAnd I`m with H.S.E., and we stacking E-N-D`sRolling three`s, flipping like laidStaying playa made, chopping on bladesI gotta stay for real, diamonds in my grillI`m a big baller, with my mind on a mill, mill[Hook - 2x][AP]Put a horse on my chest, screens in my headrestFlossing in my S-S, like skipper on the minnowT.V. station on Jay Leno, as I freak this flowing bimboWearing Fassachi on my face, protecting my eyes from the sunJust like the bulletproof, protecting my body from the gunFlipping behind tents, so them haters can`t seeA H-Town g, playing Sega c.d.H.S.E. I`m AP, and so true to the game[Chorus - 2x][Lil Flip]I`m gripping grain when I swang, I rattle when I bangA T.V. VCR in my car, like Bruce WayneAin`t a damn thang changed, we on a missionAin`t no competition, for my stretched ExpeditionI`m the trophy truck slabber, cell phone grabberThrowing up the deuce, sipping juice while I travelSouthside man, watching Major PainTen gold shine, like a wet candy cainI`m rolling when I chop, I`m dancing when I hopSitting sideways, watch the trunk go popIf it`s still wrecking, pimping by the secondMortal Kombat, Street Fighter or TekenGet the crowd rowdy, Southside is cloudy20 inch blaze on the 9-7 AudiStill standing taller, break a trick scholarH.S.E. click, graduated as some ballers[Hook - 2x][E.S.G.]At 17 I had dreams, of being a pimp in the LacI was sitting on four flats, with a dent in the backNow one-time hate me, cause I`m the hardest to plex1-9-8-3, L dog for itI`m ready to clone, come down dancing I`ma shineSee the change, and all the people in my grill, I gots to get my scrillNow that won`t take long, for this natural born hustlerGot me new braids, shoes, paid my dues and got to mark itTop to bottom wood grain, got me looking like a dresserWhen it`s smoking for my a.c., got a brand new compressorBeat up for the dash and seats, stashing sweets in my pop`s spotCan`t no bustas slide, in the bump with my drop topWe bail to the detail, to give that ass a shineGripping screens, four 15`s in my drop top blast a rhymeGot my nine on my armrest, best you jackers chillBubble headlights, watch the red light, they known to get you killedWhat`s the deal(*talking*)

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