Tonart: B minor•
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Em
Everybody out here wanna be hustlers,
man
Bm
Em
Buit they dont have any
idea what I used to do
Bm
Em
I used to do anything imaginable
Bm
A nigga like me was scared to go to jail
Em
So I'd use my brain and just think
Bm
up the most outlandish shit
Em
Shit niggas would never do, I
Bm
used to get dirty
Em
Now these niggas out here just be out
Bm
here queer hustling
Em
Man these niggas got it all backwards
Bm
I'm gonna show 'em how I
used to do it
Verse 2
Em
A lotta people wanna knock
Bm
what we do on my block
Em
But we do what we do cause
Bm
we ain't got a lot
Em
Bm
And you might get shot if your
tounges not watched
Em
Casue dudes walk around with hand
Bm
cannons in their crotch
Em
Fucking up the way they walk,
Bm
stuck to the strip like scotch
Em
With the top notch Bosch that
Bm
can cook clean rocks
Em
Bm
See times is too hard for us to ever go soft
Em
So the doc got me on
Bm
prescription strength zoloft
Em
So I can deal with the stress
Bm
and I won't go off
Em
But I'm on top,
Bm
won't stop 'til the microphone drop
Em
Bm
Rollin' four deep in the Cut like, what?
Em
Hit you up and then roll off,
Bm
we tryin' to get this dough boss
Em
We don't do diamonds cause
Bm
my dudes ain't show offs
Em
Tryin' to keep it low so
Bm
we don't see no cops
Em
Wanna blow up,
Bm
but I don't wanna go pop
Em
Bm
Gotta blow up cause I can't
Verse 3
let this dough stop
Em
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler!)
Em
You'll never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe me, and
Bm
don't play with me homie
Verse 4
Em
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler!)
Em
You'll never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe me, and
Bm
don't play with me homie
Verse 5
Em
I used to sell insense bottle
Bm
10 cents a dozen
Em
Hit the strip and make 'em flip
Bm
for a dollar a sack
Em
Everyday before juinor high
Bm
I bought a six pack
Em
And sold 'em for a buck
Bm
a piece down by the track
Em
And I never sold crack,
Bm
did aluminum cans
Em
Used to get laughed at by
Bm
you and your mans
Em
But I never let it get,
Bm
stay true to my plans
Em
I used it all for the studi
Bm
o (Now you understand)
Em
In the grocery store parking lot,
Bm
like can I help you ma'am?
Em
To the car with those bags,
Bm
used to run that old drag
Em
For a itty bitty tip,
Bm
maybe a quarter or more
Em
And when I wasn't doing that I
Bm
was knocking at your door
Em
Like, "May I speak to the head of
the household?"
Bm
Em
Then give you the speech on how buying
Bm
this candyskeeping me out the
Streets
Em
Bm
Cheap dirt hustles, no glorious tales,
Em
but it did keep my black ass from
Going to jail
And I'm a
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler!) You'll
Verse 6
Em
never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe me, and
Bm
don't play with me homie
Verse 7
Em
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler!)
Em
You'll never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe me, and
Bm
don't play with me homie
Verse 8
Em
I can make a dollar out a dime
Bm
when I hollar out a rhyme
Em
From the school of hard knocks,
Bm
so a scholar of the grind
Em
Used to dub tapes myself,
Bm
claim the quality was fine
Em
But it sounded like shit,
Bm
lots of hits, hella static
Em
But for three plus two,
Bm
them shits moved like magic
Em
That's five well spent
Bm
for true hip- hop addicts
Em
And once they're friends heard
Bm
it, then they all had to have it
Em
So I took it on the road with
Bm
little to no baggage
Em
Just some draws and casettes,
Bm
droppin' jaws with my sets
Em
Once they saw the live show
Bm
they had to take a piece home
Em
Now I'm almost famous,
Bm
used to be least known
Em
Bm
But not to big to walk the streets alone
Em
Stand in front of any venue
Bm
witha box of cd's
Em
Bm
And these kids love me I stay DTE
Em
Down To Earth,
Bm
and down to merch at any given moment
Em
If there's money on the block,
Bm
Em
then where am I, Cause I'm a
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler
Verse 9
Em
!)
You'll never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe me, and
Bm
don't play with me homie
Verse 10
Em
Bm
H- U- S- T- L- E (Hustler!)
Em
You'll never find a dime that
Bm
ain't mine motherfucker
Em
Roll not to be broke and have
Bm
to stroll like a sucker
Em
So pay me what you owe
me, and don't play with me homie
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