Og Grip - #1 Hustler

N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
Uh-huh
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
Uh-huh
Boy we don't play you around
Uh-huh
Boy we don't play you around
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
Uh-huh
Boy we don't play you around
Uh-huh
Boy we don't play you around
He got packs
He got straps
He got friends
They turn foes
He got hoes that got hoes
That got men that don't know
He got rules he won't break
Never take the same route
He keep paper he got weight
But it's not at his house
He ain't crazy, but he crazy
Got some niggas that he know
That'll sleep you if he tell em
And he tell em' just so you know
He got a mama that love him
A daddy that never hugged him
A bunch of goons all around him
They be like
Boy we gon' play you around
And that true and that real
When they thump known to kill
But the law will never touch him
Cause he can touch em' from jail
And he will so they won't
So he do what he want
Got some cash
And dumps in the trunk
Couple pumps and some funk
And he'd dump if he must
But he don't cause he trust
These cats will do
What they must
Plus he grew up a nut
He don't trust himself no more
Hard-cold and clammed up
Just like the state
He in Minnesota
And boy we don't play around
He's the
N-number one hustla
Can y'all really feel it
N-number one hustla
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
N-number one hustla
Can y'all really feel it
N-number one hustla
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
You been on, you fell off
You been a worker, a boss
You been a ghost till it gone
You tryna get back to boss
So you been stackin' your paper
Jackin' and touchin' up players
Got some down chickens
That'll reel em in
Use pussy to bait em
Done made a name for yourself
A little fame with your wealth
Now you with target feds
Watchin' those like you
Want your wealth
New taste of power
Got you drunk
Can't get a hold of yourself
Cause now you tangled
With some true bosses
And boy we don't play around
So believe it when we tell you
What we tell you
About your squad
A bunch of fakes
A bunch of snakes
Yeah we know who you are
Been watchin' you from afar
Been comin' up you a star
But somebody you done bodied
Is a buddy of ours
Meanin' you took it too far
Yeah you took it too far
No wonder why somebody
Just kept depletin' your squad
You reneged with your cards
Three books yeah they ours
You shoulda learned
About some hustlas like ours
Like ours
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around
N-number one hustla
N-number one hustla
Boy we don't play you around
Boy we don't play you around

Written by:
Monroe Dunbar

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