Tonk for the Money (Trinidad James)

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle Always had to hustle, always had to hustle I know you thought this track wouldn't ever could have a hook so long But that's how this summer shit get down, you better get up or get gone But I promise that this shit ain't just no other boring song You can put your bitch up if you insist, motherfucker I'm in the club with my kicks up kicking shit, just looking butter, hold on Fuck what you rolling, it ain't that strong, it ain't that potent It's either you flexing or you don't know shit Fuck you and the horse you rode in I'm Nick James, if you don't know And you probably just don't know, cause I'm never in your photo Fuck that Kodak, get your ass up Hit that blunt, and then I pass it Hit your bitch and then I pass 'em Smoking mad, she just an action Want her back? Nigga you can have her Oops And Nigga that was just the motherfuckin' intro?