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Yung Joc - Hustlenomic$ lyrics
Alright, boys and girls
 You finally made it to the end of the album
 I hope you learned somethin'
 But the best is yet to come
 Welcome to Hustlenomics
 Who would've imagined that life would be so good, nigga? Now I'm on
 'Cause I'm tired of all the games, nigga, now I'm grown
 Tell you what the game's missing, right from wrong
 Respect game, young nigga, tell them haters so long
 You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means
 Take the blow, break it down, weigh it on triple beams
 I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it, I'll flip it
 I'll rock 'til the motherfuckin' Feds come knockin'
 The owner of the hand, I can be the middleman
 Best if you don't know the man I just tax an extra grand
 I get you what you want, we call that captain and the booker
 Hustlenomics, yeah, I'll chop you one, I got it if you want it
 I'm from the slums and the sticks turned crumbs into bricks
 Got a bum full of knicks, gun full of hollow tips
 And where I'm from we shared everything, we called it hand-me-downs
 I implemented Hustlenomics, pimp, look at me now
 Who would've imagined that life would be so good, nigga? Now I'm on
 'Cause I'm tired of all the games, nigga, now I'm grown
 Tell you what the game's missing, right from wrong
 Respect game, young nigga, tell them haters so long
 I can show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
 Let me show you how to hustle, welcome to Hustlenomics
 Let me show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
 I can show you how to hustle, nigga, welcome to Hustlenomics
 Grab a number two pencil 'cause I'm 'bout to test, niggas
 This game about to drop, shit, I'm 'bout to bless, niggas
 I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your test, nigga
 I graduated with honors 'cause see, I was the best, niggaYung Joc - Hustlenomic$ - http://motolyrics.com/yung-joc/hustlenomics-lyrics.html
 Two plus two don't equal four in my world
 Seventeen five, get your ass thirty-six O's of that girl
 Okay, class, let's settle down, you better pay attention
 'Cause I bet the class clown end up in Federal detention
 And when I say detention I ain't talkin' after school
 'Cause if you're slippin' on your pimpin' you'll be rockin' county blues
 Quit trickin' on these hoes, man, they guarantee to choose
 Stop trigger your re-up or you're guaranteed to lose
 Guarantee you slicker with your hustle, do it like the mob do
 Learn to talk in code, learn to keep the law up off you
 'Cause you niggas keep snitchin' and hoes keep talkin'
 Either they throw away the key or they gon' put you in a coffin
 Who would've imagined that life would be so good, nigga? Now I'm on
 'Cause I'm tired of all the games, nigga, now I'm grown
 Tell you what the game's missing, right from wrong
 Respect game, young nigga, tell them haters so long
 I can show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
 Let me show you how to hustle, welcome to Hustlenomics
 Let me show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
 I can show you how to hustle, nigga, welcome to Hustlenomics
 If you made it to this portion of the album
 Give yourselves a round of applause, man
 I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart
 For takin' the time to ride with me, nigga
 To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit
 To thug to this shit, to get money for this shit, nigga
 Hustlenomics is what it is
 It's not a campaign for motherfuckin' attention
 This is what I do, like I said, if you listen to this shit
 [Incomprehensible] what you do, nigga, get money
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