All About My Hustle M.C. Mack (Ft. Captain Dre (Memphis), Tha Joker (Memphis), Lil Corb, M.C. Mack & Outlaw (Memphis))
[Chorus]
All about my hustle, I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle, bitch
All about my hustle, I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle, bitch
[Verse 1: Outlaw]
Some of them niggas be slangin' dope
And some of 'em be pimpin' them hoes
Strizzap with the yalk, got grip lead, walk and stalk with a .44
From the five, proudly downin' busters, hustlin' with the "MACK"
I'm plannin' straight outta the north of Memphis, bitch
Guess, who not declinin' me, 2Thick on that shit
From the best did, out the family
When the sun falls, I step through the moonlight, real nigga, see
In my mind, three of my kind, my split personalities
Outlaw "Masque Mane" and "Mr. Sinista" clickin', see
When I catch you slippin', pick 'em up, they'll down you to move a muscle
Scareless in the nizzine five, P's still pimpin', 'bout they hustle
[Verse 2: Lil Corb]
Lil Corb, stab in your guts, bein' 'bout my hustle, trick
Niggas still gimmick Lil Corb, or my gang I'ma shake 'em and dump 'em of off in the ditch
Cizzorb got the forty-four, chrome-thang, you can't hang
Teddy in the chevy-thang, Doe King 'bout to make a stang
Tam, with the blunt-junt, blowin' smoke off from his nose
I don't give a fuck about you watermelon lame ass, flaugin' ass, fakin' ass, stankin' ass ho
Watch me grab the TEC-9, ninja mask, 'bout to click
Killer from the Northside, ho, 'bout my hustle, bitch
I jump you, stomp you, smack you, jack you, leave you when I can
Your cheese in my stash, before I have to blast
All about my hustle, I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle, bitch
All about my hustle, I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle
I'm all about my hustle, bitch
[Verse 1: Outlaw]
Some of them niggas be slangin' dope
And some of 'em be pimpin' them hoes
Strizzap with the yalk, got grip lead, walk and stalk with a .44
From the five, proudly downin' busters, hustlin' with the "MACK"
I'm plannin' straight outta the north of Memphis, bitch
Guess, who not declinin' me, 2Thick on that shit
From the best did, out the family
When the sun falls, I step through the moonlight, real nigga, see
In my mind, three of my kind, my split personalities
Outlaw "Masque Mane" and "Mr. Sinista" clickin', see
When I catch you slippin', pick 'em up, they'll down you to move a muscle
Scareless in the nizzine five, P's still pimpin', 'bout they hustle
[Verse 2: Lil Corb]
Lil Corb, stab in your guts, bein' 'bout my hustle, trick
Niggas still gimmick Lil Corb, or my gang I'ma shake 'em and dump 'em of off in the ditch
Cizzorb got the forty-four, chrome-thang, you can't hang
Teddy in the chevy-thang, Doe King 'bout to make a stang
Tam, with the blunt-junt, blowin' smoke off from his nose
I don't give a fuck about you watermelon lame ass, flaugin' ass, fakin' ass, stankin' ass ho
Watch me grab the TEC-9, ninja mask, 'bout to click
Killer from the Northside, ho, 'bout my hustle, bitch
I jump you, stomp you, smack you, jack you, leave you when I can
Your cheese in my stash, before I have to blast
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