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Push man push sell dat dope for me 
Push man push and I might promise to set your soul free
Be the best you can be #1 salesman in the streets
Man you so cold you know you cant be beat
I'll give you cars, hoes and money you'll be the brother on top
You'll  have  workers and runners then we'll never stop
A-1 Yoda that hard that soft where supply meets demand
You just be ready at the drop of a hat to follow my every command
H-N-I-C head nigga in charge thats what you be 
So what, you like long white lines you still my nigga G

Oh them other dudes well hell yeah I gave it to them too
But remember my dear friend they get their product from you 
So just relax baby put a couple of rocks in a couple of sweets
Man just lay yo self down rest for a few days sleep good between 
them sheets

Aw man dont worry bout other niggas they doin a little somethin,
Don't forget from where you came
Besides who was the one who put you on top #1 nigga
You better recognize i gave you your name

Chill nigga chill them lil' niggas just tryin to steak their claim to fame
You just keep on tootin and rockin and don't ever forget who made 
them know your name.

On second thought my friend just take all the time you need
Sit back, lay back or whateva and smoke on this good ass
weed.
Cuz I don't need you out here in the hood gettin in the way of 
this here dope tussle.
Cuz what you don't see my friend is that because of me you 
have become a Victim of Yo Own Hustle

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