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The Hustle - Fukk Em

I said fuck em, fuck em all
If I could I would line em up on a wall
Click, clack, and boom, imma solve the problem
and get rid of you, once and for all

Ameen, I'm the lord and savior,
Fuck your Judas-ways, maybe you were born a traitor
you were born a faker, you will never be greater
and your friends told me you were born a hater

You will never make it happen,
You won't ever, find a way
So don't come to me for help
when that damned day comes, Get the hell away

Haterz gonna hate anyway
Best friends turnin' renegade
Girl gone, cuz she run away
and she gave me Heartbreak, now I can't defibrillate

Fat stacks, money overweight
inner circle, can't penetrate
I don't need you, we should separate
and I always keep it 100, always keep it 100
Just fuck em,
Just fuck em,
Just fuck em,
I don't need em in my team,

Just fuck em,
Just fuck em,
Just fuck em,
I don't need em in my team, just-

I'm ballin' with money
you probably broke,
You call her your honey
to me she's a ho

To me that's the reason why some people
choose to live life on their own
I'd rather be grinding for money, succes
and a lambo at home

You will never make it happen,
You won't ever, find a way
So don't come to me for help
when that damned day comes, Get the hell away

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