Kunci: G minor
Verse 1
C
B
Em
Hey, hey, we keepin' it real,
it's summer baby
B
You need a thug, I'm thuggin'
whatever you need, girl I'm a
B
C
Need a little dough, we flippin'
B
Got somewhere to go, I'm whippin'
Em
We love Hustler, whatever you need
C
Fun Peter, I'm a man amongst men
B
My chain is white gold, my steel is tungsten
you gon' respect me
B
Take more than the average
I'm a rider till the wheels go ball
B
and they blow out 101 % G
and it's no doubt
That if you need a man
Em
to make you feel secure
B
Then baby, you ain't gotta look no more
I got the cure,
C
you want money and jewels?
You want clothes and cars?
rubbin' shoulders with stars?
Em
Wanna fly in G4s, or sell a CZ?
B
Then your wish is my command,
C
you can do what you please
The laugh of luxury is what
Just respect the player
and the game that he's playin' in
of life you never seen
B
Cause even the king of the trio
need himself a queen
B
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Em
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
B
C
Girl, I'mma hold her down
B
We flippin', got somewhere to go,
I'm whippin'
Em
If you need love, hustler,
whatever you need
C
See all that listenin' to them hoes in your ear,
I see they smile when I'm around,
when I leave they talk shit
Em
They just mad cause I got you flippin' jacks,
poppin' tags
C
you can't tell by the tags
I don't mean to boast and brag,
B
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,
Em
B
they gon' back door and try to holla
Hopin' I'ma do them like you
and drop them off some dollars
C
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
and stack up bankrolls
Em
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
go back down that road
B
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
Am
and stack up bankrolls
C
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
B
Holla at me, I'll be around, my dawg
Em
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
B
Em
Holla at me, I'll be around, yeah
B
C
If you need love, I'm lovin'
B
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Em
If you need a hustla, whatever you need
B
C
Girl, I'ma hold up, dawg
We good, we gon' whip it
keep it good, I'm whippin'
Em
We love hustla, do whatever you need
B
C
I've been putting it down, nigga
B
And holding my grounds, nigga
From off the mound, nigga
We ducking them clowns, nigga
Em
Taking their crown, nigga
And shoving the time, nigga
C
Got the cooks by the pounds, nigga
Anchor blinging, baby wrists on freeze
B
Got the shinky on the ice
Love a bitch with gold teeth, gold teeth
Em
My girl, nigga, loving the G
B
Keep the work under the seat
She do it for me,
C
take a trip to Port Arthur to see
B
Tell her homie hold it down
cause we hustle to eat
Em
And got me feeling like I lost
Cause I done lost my home
so it's time to zone
cause the palms got chrome
B
Nigga do this in the early
Em
cause we getting it on
And baby girl you can shop alone
B
And fly to four different brands
and take a hundred phones
C
If you need love, I'm loving
B
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
Em
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'm a
B
C
You need a little dough,
B
we flippin' Got some where to go, I'm whippin'
Em
If you love hustler, whatever you need
Hold you down
Hold you
B
You love hustler, hustler
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