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Hustle Gang
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Chosen (feat. T.I., B.o.B, Spodee)
I dont do much talking, let the money do it for me And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen T.I.:Hey you know I dont do no talking, let my diamond do it for me But I'm blowin on loud, yeah thats another story Kept me in the building on the 37th story with a bad bitch screamin like I'm bringing her the glory Glory, (yeah) we the bank roll marsh?, She may run from the deep but she cant go far In the Dominican Republic got a couple bitches fuckin on some chair receipts and a mango car (mango car??) I know you heard bout dat, still a doughboy got birds on deck talkin parakeet though, cuz you was too pigeon No you cant wait round expect to worry bout dat And I never will let a pussy nigga keep me from being doughboy fresh And it aint gon get it, get it in nigga you can bet the bank on that I dont do much talkin, let the money do it for me And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean you was chosen (And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?) That just mean that you was chosen And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen I can bet every chain on every verse i ever wrote On every phrase, on every note No wedding ring but I'm married though, to the game, for forever more You in the game but you never score In every lane I'm exceptional, I'm on a plane where you never go And they tell me that life is a bitch but I much prefer Mary Jane as a better hoe (Aye) You see, most ya'll niggas just fake to me Stories made up like Maybelline My niggas good for life (for life!), ya'll still tryna get from point A to B And they say silence is golden, so my wrist be talkin shit for me And haters cant help but hate, shit, I cant help but be chosen Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com B.O.B.: I dont do much talkin, let the money do it for me And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen (And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?) That just mean that you was chosen And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen Spodee: A up on my fitted cap, my momma told me always give the critics (snap) Balling with the homies they can try and run up on me We gon' start tripping like they invented maps Jordan's with denim vests, spending more than your mortgage on Vino Pet Roll up the cigars, amino fat Not so big, hunnits come out the side She ain't sucking dick, she gotta jump out the ride Another one that's choosing, that's the one I'll oblige Focus on the money, only vocal for the moment Niggas scavenging the hunger, wondering how I survived For them beat the double but the triple Burn em like a griddle, play a sucka' nigga like a fiddle I don't say a word if I'm a kill em Soon as I get the watch, just put em in the Nets Kerry Kittles B.O.B.: I dont do much talkin, let the money do it for me And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen (And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?) That just mean that you was chosen And I dont need no promo cuz the haters do it for me I just tell it how it is, while they be tellin stories When you come up from the bottom that just mean that you was chosen
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