B-legit Rollin` Wit Hustlers Lyrics

Rollin` Wit Hustlers Lyrics

[Featuring Harm]
Only mess with those hustlers
Never mess with those bustas
Only role with those hustlers
Never mess with no bustas
B-Legit:
Addyup(?) cuz' they done f**ked
Wit a nigga tryin' to get a buck
I leave 'em stuck posted up at a stand still
Beat the case off of Dan Vill (?)
Now I'm back for the overkill, hundred dollar bills
Stuffed in the duffel bag (duffel bag)
5 pounds in the back of the deuce rag
So Harm could ya, would ya help the big fella'
Tell 'em how you about that scrilla
Harm:
It goes down like Brandy
Peruvian, mother of pearl, caucasion white bit*h
Dirty white girl, uncut raw like Eddy
Sharp like a 'chete
Steady on the program
With missions to get fetti
And I'm ready
On the pedal heavy when I smash
The same muthaf**ka that hit the gas and dash
To the other side on the down low
'Cuz I only deal with hustlers not bustas you know
Only mess with those hustlers
Never mess with those bustas
Only role with those hustlers
Never mess with no bustas
B-Legit:
And not too many get to ride with me
And you know how a punk as* bit*h can be
A snitch to me
Heart pump on hundred
And probably ain't neva' gonna' have no money
Harm:
I know the same situations
But know the vocations to a brother that's lack
No muscles in your crack
What happened to all the days that you spent hustlin'
Now everytime I see ya' you be strugglin'
B-Legit:
The batch betta have my cav
And keep the sh*t comin like the little big rabbit
 
Dag nabbit
I gotta have it to support
Can't come up short
So I'm still selling with the super sport
Harm:
I'm still independent
But in a minute I'ma be laughing
I got it straight from B-Legit
Told me, Harm you can have this
So I had to get to focus
Left fools all wet
No jokin' in this game that I play
And representin' with hustlers eryday
Only mess with those hustlers
Never mess with those bustas
Only role with those hustlers
Never mess with no bustas
Harm:
A funkin we goin' go
In a carpice fo' door
Ready for war
Suspects get took
Playin' the wrong crooks
Legit, Harm wit firearm
And you quiet like storm
B-Legit:
In-fra-red
Niggaz fled from the street side
From a nigga droppin' mess in a fleet side
Niggaz ride to blast wit no mass in the broad daylight
See I neva f**k with bustas at night
Harm:
Game tight
'Cuz the game be thick
Gotta watch out who ya fuk wit
'Cuz bustas die quick
So Legezee
Would you let ya' playa pezee knezee
How it goes dezee in the tezee
B-Legit:
For shezee
The savage moves chickens like a Mexican
And I'm back to writin' bad as* checks again
Well check yo' chin
Bit*h believe that
Stays nathin' but game so receive that
(X2)
Only mess with those hustlers
Never mess with those bustas
Only role with those hustlers
Never mess with no bustas
Harm: (X4)
Only mess with huslters right
Now baby like to roll with me