Sonny Blue - Hustler Man lyrics

[Hook: Peterbilt] x2 One By One All My Haters Falling Down Like Domino Effect They Try To Step But They Can't Cause I'm A Smooth Hustler Man [Verse 1: Sonny Blue] It Takes Money To Make Money Scary Money's No Good I Bet The Jale I'm Pushin' Winding Up In Your Hood Smooth Hustle Money Man No One Hustle Better Than I Got What You Need Though Now Who Got The Upper Hand? We Move In Silence Packin' Burners With Them Silencers I'm Blending In With Made Men f** These Scavengers Haters They Irrelevant So I Pay Em No Mind Time Is Money, So True So I Give Em No Time So One By One We Gon' Hit Em With That Potency Rap Flow Delivery Ghetto Rhyme Poetry Rise Above The Rest Yes Smashin' In My Own Lane No Risk, No Gain, I Ain't Talkin' Cocaine [Hook] x2 [Verse 2: Z Gunz] My Music Show The Negative But I Live My Life Positive Truth In Every Bar These Are The Realities Of Poverty All Hear Is Ringing Ears Haters All Harmless Hatin' On Me I'm Just Trying To Live My Life Marvelous All These Dudes Martian I'm A Call Em All Marvins Hear About Em But Never Encounter One In Person They Hiding & They Running Make The Situation Worst Watch Your Mouth Around Me Disrespect Me Boy Its Curtains Hustlers Ride With Me Gangstas Do Too So We Drop Em Like They Bones Send Em Straight To Jesus One By One Or In A Group I Shoot Thunder Like Zeus On The Verge Of Breakthroughs Smooth Hustle Can't Lose, Naw [Hook] x2 [Verse 3: Baldacci] Yeah, You Know The Game Is Smooth Hustle At Your Door Step Balling Like The Beast And Ain't Feeling That Could Force That Out My Mind Like I'm Blown Off That Good Stuff Streets Love Real Boy Talk About Some Hood Stuff All Star From The Verse Where The G's At, Grandma House You Can Call Me If You Need That Baldacci All The Homies Love The Hustle Gang Move Work Through The Hood Like Whats Up With Them? Its All Good, I'm A Love Em Till The Day I Die F's Up To The Sky Like I'm Living Fly The Pistol Ready For These Haters Trying To Take My Life f** Em All, I'm A Gangsta Gettin' High The Southside Street Gang One Three Baby You Don't Believe Me Won't You Come & See Baby Prison Train War Riots Been In Plenty Of Em Cut Throat, Tower Shootin' Boy I'm Speaking Many Of Em [Hook] x2