Hustle, Repeat Godfather of Harlem (Ft. Jadakiss & Swizz Beatz)

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[Chorus]
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat

[Verse 1]
Fitting all is what the things won
You gotta die to get your streams up
Streets will fuck 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 shottie like Scottie, 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 them foreigns or the mean trucks
Fake tough guys, niggas really cream puffs
I get you back dirty, wrinkle your jeans up
When your life ain't right, it don't mean much
You put the knife in right, you get a clean cut
Yeah, hopefully, I hit the artery
How it supposed to be and usually how it 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

[Chorus]
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat
I get money, hustle, repeat