Tonart: G minor•
Verse 1
Eb
D
Gm
Hey, hey, we keepin' it real,
it's summer baby
Eb
Need a love, I'm lovin'
D
You need a thug, I'm thuggin'
whatever you need, girl I'm a
D
Eb
Need a little dough, we flippin'
D
Got somewhere to go, I'm whippin'
Gm
We love Hustler, whatever you need
Eb
Fun Peter, I'm a man amongst men
D
My chain is white gold, my steel is tungsten
Gm
I made a tough skin,
you gon' respect me
D
Take more than the average
I'm a rider till the wheels go ball
D
and they blow out 101 % G
and it's no doubt
That if you need a man
Gm
to make you feel secure
D
Then baby, you ain't gotta look no more
I got the cure,
Eb
you want money and jewels?
You want clothes and cars?
rubbin' shoulders with stars?
Gm
Wanna fly in G4s, or sell a CZ?
D
Then your wish is my command,
Eb
you can do what you please
The laugh of luxury is what
Just respect the player
and the game that he's playin' in
Gm
I can show you a side
of life you never seen
D
Cause even the king of the trio
need himself a queen
Eb
If need love, I'm lovin'
D
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Gm
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
D
Eb
Girl, I'mma hold her down
D
We flippin', got somewhere to go,
I'm whippin'
Gm
If you need love, hustler,
whatever you need
Eb
See all that listenin' to them hoes in your ear,
I see they smile when I'm around,
when I leave they talk shit
Gm
They just mad cause I got you flippin' jacks,
poppin' tags
Eb
you can't tell by the tags
I don't mean to boast and brag,
D
but them hoes around you hatin'
They just waitin' on you to slip
so I can leave your ass
with Nate
And then when I do that,
Gm
D
they gon' back door and try to holla
Hopin' I'ma do them like you
and drop them off some dollars
Eb
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
and stack up bankrolls
Gm
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
go back down that road
D
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
Cm
and stack up bankrolls
Eb
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
D
Holla at me, I'll be around, my dawg
Gm
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
D
Gm
Holla at me, I'll be around, yeah
D
Eb
If you need love, I'm lovin'
D
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Gm
If you need a hustla, whatever you need
D
Eb
Girl, I'ma hold up, dawg
We good, we gon' whip it
keep it good, I'm whippin'
Gm
We love hustla, do whatever you need
D
Eb
I've been putting it down, nigga
D
And holding my grounds, nigga
From off the mound, nigga
We ducking them clowns, nigga
Gm
Taking their crown, nigga
And shoving the time, nigga
Eb
Got the cooks by the pounds, nigga
Anchor blinging, baby wrists on freeze
D
Got the shinky on the ice
Love a bitch with gold teeth, gold teeth
Gm
My girl, nigga, loving the G
D
Keep the work under the seat
She do it for me,
Eb
take a trip to Port Arthur to see
D
Tell her homie hold it down
cause we hustle to eat
Gm
And got me feeling like I lost
Cause I done lost my home
so it's time to zone
Eb
Ain't nothing changed
cause the palms got chrome
D
Nigga do this in the early
Gm
cause we getting it on
And baby girl you can shop alone
D
And fly to four different brands
and take a hundred phones
Eb
If you need love, I'm loving
D
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Gm
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'm a
D
Eb
You need a little dough,
D
we flippin' Got some where to go, I'm whippin'
Gm
If you love hustler, whatever you need
Hold you down
Hold you
D
You love hustler, hustler
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