Hustler’s Ringtone (feat. Bun B)

Текст песни Fizzyology - Hustler’s Ringtone (feat. Bun B)

Hustler’s Ringtone Lyrics[Intro/Chorus: Jaguar & Lil Fame]
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
This is the ringtone, hustler's ringtone
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop

[Verse 1: Termanology]
So what, I sell 20 dollar bags of the la
Smoke half the weed, and I never throw 5
So live, I could sell a honey jar to a beehive
And it never be lost
It's so true, I'm so full
I could roll through a black church selling soul food
Huh, so if you like to watch this shit
Stolen, but it shine, call it icey hot, ha
And I ain't stressin if I might get dropped
Cause I never been signed, see the way that I rhyme
I'm a hustler motherfucker, I don't fall into line
I sell anything that guards mine, made it design
I rage as Shazam, coming off to some people
You still can't deny the boy stay on his grind
I'm a grade A hustler, smuggler, embezzler
And since you a customer, go holla at the register
[Chorus: Lil' Fame & (Jaguar)]
This is the ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) Hustler's ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) I sell it for cheap, homes
(Gotta get that gwop) Got what you need, homes
(Get that gwop) Hit me on my cellphone
(Get, get that gwop) This is the ringtone
Get, get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop

[Verse 2: Bun B]
You already know it's Mr. No Promo
Give me beats by Preemo, I go in, no homo
Give me beats by Fame, I make you famous like Billy
Hands, keep them where I can see them, no really
Get 'em high like Talib, cause the heater sitting next to my rib
It's ready and willy cause that's how I live
Gotta get home to my kids, wifey and mommy too
So [?] homie I will body you
Wrap up rappers like candy
With the microphone, I'm kinda handy, so sucker MC's can't stand me
[?] niggas dressing dandy
I fuck over your plan A so try and play a B
Term said that tight pants is for chicks
And some of you kids got camel toes instead of dicks
Pause, you got a pussy in your draws
Hear my ringtone, my haters start calling the laws
Back it up, we gotta go
[Chorus: Lil' Fame & (Jaguar)]
This is the ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) Hustler's ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) I sell it for cheap, homes
(Gotta get that gwop) Got what you need, homes
(Get that gwop) Hit me on my cellphone
(Get, get that gwop) This is the ringtone
Get, get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop

[Verse 3: Termanology]
Whatever he slang, he do it on prepaid
It's no trace when he gettin' his papers
I stretch nine 8-balls outta OZ
Fuck an 3.5, we sell them for 3, huh
I cakes up, soon as I wake up
Got a hundred grams in the room, I gotta break up
Break down, bag up
Ship it out, re-up
You wanna stretch it, you gotta recompress it
And if they wanna test it, you tell them hit the exit
Unless they wanna cook, then you gotta sell them raw
Sell them that butter shit, they coming back for more
Took 3 or 4, round 5 or 6
They be coming back around for another fix
I know this other chick, she be wildin out
Two cheeseburgers, talking bout "I'll suck your dick"
(Fuck you say?)
[Chorus: Lil' Fame & (Jaguar)]
This is the ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) Hustler's ringtone
(Get, get that gwop) I sell it for cheap, homes
(Gotta get that gwop) Got what you need, homes
(Get that gwop) Hit me on my cellphone
(Get, get that gwop) This is the ringtone
Get, get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop