Hustlin'

[Verse 1: Dirt Nasty] I was born to be a hustler Moms was a stripper, daddy was a trucker It's in my DNA structure I got three hookers in the lobby at The Luxor I can sell weed to a monk, piss to a bum, and dick to a nun I sold coke to The Pope Kicked 'em in the dick and snatched his gold - WHOA I'm fucking magical I can flip this bird to a giant Pterodactyl All black leather When I push that Walter White through the dessert I'll do whatever it takes To pay my cell phone bill and these steaks I gotta get the cheese cake If I sold you a Rollie, you know that shit's fake [Hook] Hustle (x7) Less go! [Verse 2: Big Twins] I hustle hard just to get a dollar Put a bitch on a trap, show her how to swallow I'm a rider, got bricks for fourteen Hit up Snoop, you know I need that "Ooh-Wee" Uzi's, I got that for mad cheap Posted up in the block, with dime bags of weed Sometimes it get real, I grab a ski mask 2K13, I kick a nigga ass Cash, that's all a nigga know Tearing down the shows, pimp a couple hoes Stay on the grizzly, watch the money grow I got that preemo for your runny nose Bootleg clothes, I gotta few of those I might hit The Lotto dun, you never know I do anything, I'm uncivilized Chasing down those chips like it's do or die [Hook] [Verse 3: Dirt Nasty] I'mma hustle 'till I die Never had a boss, fuck a nine to five I sell my kids to survive If I said the coke's pure, I lied Fuck you, pay me Ain't donating none of my money to Haiti I pimp my lady Keep chickens on the track like biscuits and gravy I hustle this dick baby, in Beverley Hills to old rich ladies Then jack they Mercedes, and roll through Watts bumping "1980" Is all I know how to fucking do Dirt Nasty, greedy ass Jew I got the smugglers blues Counting coke money, Caribbean cruise [Hook]