| Song | For My Hustlaz |
| Artist | Sauce Money |
| Album | Middle Finger U |
| 作曲 : Dicola, Frazier, Gaither ... | |
| It don't get no betta than this (uh-uh) | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| B-k muthafucka | |
| [verse 1] | |
| It's a shame but, alot been change since we came up | |
| I used ta run wit them, now i got my guns for them | |
| Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin' 'em | |
| Sauce money show niggaz no love when i come for them | |
| They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black | |
| And that my numbers wouldn't rise like nasdaq | |
| And gotta re-half that, just pass that | |
| We 'gon clash black for playin' the middle like ya ass crack | |
| You can ball ova here, i play pass that | |
| Exotic cats love ta talk peace when you blast back | |
| No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them | |
| Don't really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit 'em | |
| I'ma shit everytime that i hear ??? | |
| And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face | |
| Sendin' fake thugs back ta the essence | |
| Since my rolex was a gift, there's no betta time than the present | |
| [chorus] | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| (right!) | |
| Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz | |
| (not tonite!) | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| (right!) | |
| Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz | |
| (not tonite!) | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| [verse 2] | |
| I dedicate this ta cats want they cheddar ta rise | |
| Fifty grand too much, o.k. seventy-five | |
| Sauce money kinda cat you could never despise | |
| Hit the streets lookin' like you a betta disquise | |
| Get a grip, i'm the preacher, you dance wit the devil | |
| Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level | |
| Not even close, ex-girlfriends hatin' ta see it | |
| You can give me brain or get out, take it or leave it | |
| Relax wit side who, max wit my crew | |
| Operation gettin' money, that's what i do | |
| Insecure artists pay me not ta spit | |
| Show me fake love and then try ta fly if they hit | |
| They could feel it in they bones, cuz when i drop my shit | |
| All hell'll break loose, that's how hot i get | |
| I rock big in the summer, witout missin' the block | |
| When i wanna get m, then i listen ta pac | |
| Scarface when i'm laid back, whippin' the 3 | |
| If i wanna hear that shit, then i listen ta me | |
| Stick in the key, turn the knob and open the door | |
| Prevokin' a war, cats saw us smokin' the 4, fo' sure | |
| [chorus] | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| (right!) | |
| Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz | |
| (not tonite!) | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| [verse 3] | |
| Look, i like ta come through and run up in 'em all night | |
| Bring my man too, mami if it's alright | |
| I'ma a big one, but i like ta ball out | |
| Sip henny, smoke dro 'til you fall out | |
| Hit 'em wit that marcy maneuver, makin' 'em droppin' | |
| I ain't met one yet make me take her shoppin' | |
| But i might cuz i gotta lotta cash ma | |
| Platinum navigator glock when the stash ha | |
| Rolex, cuban link, now the riddle comin' | |
| Do i know about 69, a little sumthin' | |
| I like ya point-blank style, you in it ta win it | |
| But before i go downtown, gimme a minute | |
| You got ta shower up, make sure no dirt in it | |
| I got the pro-fo, neva eva squirtin' it | |
| That's a thong, (damn), baby you just hurtin' shit | |
| Bring that thing here baby, show me what you workin' wit | |
| [chorus] | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| (right) | |
| Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz | |
| (not tonite) | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| (right!) | |
| Ladies don't tustle wit bustaz | |
| (not tonite!) | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| (give 'em the finga!) | |
| [outro] | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| Saucemuthafuckin' for the year 2-o-o-o | |
| (hustlaz) | |
| Niggaz betta recognize | |
| (hustlaz) | |
| I'm just gettin' started muthafuckaz | |
| (hustlaz) | |
| Get yo shit off now | |
| (hustlaz) | |
| It don't stop | |
| (hustlaz) | |
| B-k nigga | |
| Marcy | |
| Worldwide | |
| You know the drill | |
| Cut a check or suck a dick |
| zuò qǔ : Dicola, Frazier, Gaither ... | |
| It don' t get no betta than this uhuh | |
| Uh, uh, uh, uh | |
| Bk muthafucka | |
| verse 1 | |
| It' s a shame but, alot been change since we came up | |
| I used ta run wit them, now i got my guns for them | |
| Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin' ' em | |
| Sauce money show niggaz no love when i come for them | |
| They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black | |
| And that my numbers wouldn' t rise like nasdaq | |
| And gotta rehalf that, just pass that | |
| We ' gon clash black for playin' the middle like ya ass crack | |
| You can ball ova here, i play pass that | |
| Exotic cats love ta talk peace when you blast back | |
| No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them | |
| Don' t really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit ' em | |
| I' ma shit everytime that i hear ??? | |
| And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face | |
| Sendin' fake thugs back ta the essence | |
| Since my rolex was a gift, there' s no betta time than the present | |
| chorus | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| right! | |
| Ladies don' t tustle wit bustaz | |
| not tonite! | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| right! | |
| Ladies don' t tustle wit bustaz | |
| not tonite! | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| verse 2 | |
| I dedicate this ta cats want they cheddar ta rise | |
| Fifty grand too much, o. k. seventyfive | |
| Sauce money kinda cat you could never despise | |
| Hit the streets lookin' like you a betta disquise | |
| Get a grip, i' m the preacher, you dance wit the devil | |
| Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level | |
| Not even close, exgirlfriends hatin' ta see it | |
| You can give me brain or get out, take it or leave it | |
| Relax wit side who, max wit my crew | |
| Operation gettin' money, that' s what i do | |
| Insecure artists pay me not ta spit | |
| Show me fake love and then try ta fly if they hit | |
| They could feel it in they bones, cuz when i drop my shit | |
| All hell' ll break loose, that' s how hot i get | |
| I rock big in the summer, witout missin' the block | |
| When i wanna get m, then i listen ta pac | |
| Scarface when i' m laid back, whippin' the 3 | |
| If i wanna hear that shit, then i listen ta me | |
| Stick in the key, turn the knob and open the door | |
| Prevokin' a war, cats saw us smokin' the 4, fo' sure | |
| chorus | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| right! | |
| Ladies don' t tustle wit bustaz | |
| not tonite! | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| verse 3 | |
| Look, i like ta come through and run up in ' em all night | |
| Bring my man too, mami if it' s alright | |
| I' ma a big one, but i like ta ball out | |
| Sip henny, smoke dro ' til you fall out | |
| Hit ' em wit that marcy maneuver, makin' ' em droppin' | |
| I ain' t met one yet make me take her shoppin' | |
| But i might cuz i gotta lotta cash ma | |
| Platinum navigator glock when the stash ha | |
| Rolex, cuban link, now the riddle comin' | |
| Do i know about 69, a little sumthin' | |
| I like ya pointblank style, you in it ta win it | |
| But before i go downtown, gimme a minute | |
| You got ta shower up, make sure no dirt in it | |
| I got the profo, neva eva squirtin' it | |
| That' s a thong, damn, baby you just hurtin' shit | |
| Bring that thing here baby, show me what you workin' wit | |
| chorus | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| right | |
| Ladies don' t tustle wit bustaz | |
| not tonite | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| right! | |
| Ladies don' t tustle wit bustaz | |
| not tonite! | |
| If you a dough gettin' swinga | |
| Niggaz act funny wit cha money | |
| Whatcha do? | |
| give ' em the finga! | |
| outro | |
| This one is for my hustlaz | |
| Saucemuthafuckin' for the year 2ooo | |
| hustlaz | |
| Niggaz betta recognize | |
| hustlaz | |
| I' m just gettin' started muthafuckaz | |
| hustlaz | |
| Get yo shit off now | |
| hustlaz | |
| It don' t stop | |
| hustlaz | |
| Bk nigga | |
| Marcy | |
| Worldwide | |
| You know the drill | |
| Cut a check or suck a dick |