You know, man, I've been listening to a lot of music out there, but,
man, it just ain't no music to make a nigga wanna go out there and get that hustle, you know what sayin'?
Motherfuckers wanna dance and do all this old bullshit,
man, I need some motherfuckin' money, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma go out here and put the hustle the best way I know how to do it,
and that's go out here and put these motherfuckin' workers out
grindin' this music shit all throughout the street and sell my shacks,
you know what I'm sayin'?
If it's somethin' big,
I'ma do that
Another day, another dol lar,
gotta see where
I'ma eat from
I'm hustlin' up and do the
normal things
Gotta eat cuz, pullin' two elevens
Resortin' to a one -eight
-seven
Through the streets, I'm just bellin'
A dog pound felon
Times get hard,
but I can swig all that bullshit
Never would've got a case,
bitch, if I knew this
Bitch that I was fuckin' with
Was fuckin' with the enemy
Befriendin' me, see, nigga, he take shit
Seriously, mystery loves, cut me
So I keep to myself
Hit a lick, homeboy
See, I keep all the wealth
See, I'm a movin' stealth bomber
I'm a number one
Proud not to remind all you
niggas jealousy
Trying to find me
State to state,
I campaign like the president
New bitch, new house,
a new fucking res ident
Back on the streets, see I hop and get the
gas
On to the next city, I'm
making my cash
Doing beats and verses,
pepper chasing my rap
Two or three hundred thousand,
I'm making
my scrap
Recruiting soldiers,
help me watch on my
shoulders
Moving small, rock rocks the boulders
Watch out for the rollers, coast to coast
Hustle it up, to you niggas in the back I'm bussing you up,
see I'm here now
Nigga, I ain't going nowhere, and the dog is back,
nigga, so you better beware
So if you see me in the streets, and I'm playing just to deep,
and I'm carrying with my heat gun
Nigga, got the hustle it up, I keep it gutta, I ain't fucking with you suckas,
coming for the bread and butter, cuz
Nigga, got the hustle it up, I keep it cheap, boy,
you know hard deep, boy, you know that I won't move
Nigga, got the hustle it up, you know it's dog power,
my town ain't your town, so you gotta lay it down
I'm addicted to getting money like drugs
Me and my homies kick it,
that's why nig gas smoke
bugs
Take a penitentiary chance at dancing with
the wolves
Niggas died in the hood, get the pictures
no good
Crawlin' on them thangs
when these stats goin'
fast
Somebody got robbed, who did it?
That nigga dance I'm a jacker,
rhyme nine blaster
Don't ask no question, homeboy,
I get her answers, too bad
In and out , I'm in the wind
You and your homie died
before his life began
Got smoke for a dime sack,
we gather where the crime's at
See how we struggle for this money,
where our minds at
As life goes on,
more money in more zones
As I grip the chrome,
as I sell the stones
I'm watchin' clock and hoppin'
on three wheels
That's how the
G chills, we trans, motherfucker, we kill
Khakis and
T -shirt, we run the turf
Blew it out like
Papa
Smurf
I got worked all in all for my
niggas who wanted them
A -balls
Serve nothing small, nigga, fuck the law
I work that counterfeit to make it legit
If you ain't hustlin', you ain't shit
Off that hen, dawg, it got me bent
I'm supposed to get your grip
Hustle, cause the gang made me rich
So when you see me in the streets
And I'm playin' just to keep
And I'm carryin' in my heat, girl
Nigga, got that hustle in her
I keep it gutter,
I ain't fuckin' with your suckers
Comin' for the bread and butter,
cause I
Nigga, got that hustle in her
I keep it
G, boy, true to heart,
D, boy
Doin' it, I want more
Nigga, got that hustle in her
You know it's dark
I'm from my town and your town
Cause you got to lay it down
I can't stop the hustle,
throughout the shootouts and the tussle
Any way that it goes,
the money gets me in trouble
When I bubble up, bubble a bit,
take care of my kids
And fuck the bitch,
I'm in it for the long run
Till the race is finished,
but when I'm in it, I'm in it for life
And I just admit it,
it ain't no gimmick to this gangster shit
It's rude to live by,
I ain't afraid and I will give it a try
Some damn fall,
bad times and good times
It's my time to ball, I will shine
I keep my eyes on the prize,
realize what the grind is
You already know what mine is
These streets bussin' verses and
makin' my own beats
Puttin' my music out, gettin' all the
G's
Control your destiny on your own,
be independent
And when you do that, huh, you be the next
So if you see me in the streets,
and I'm playin' just to leave you
And I'm carryin' your money,
uh -huh, nigga got to hustle it up
I keep it gutta,
I ain't fuckin' with your sucka
So if know the reps gotta,
cuz a nigga got to hustle it up
I keep it
G boy, true to heart
D boy, you know that I won't move
Nigga got to hustle it
That's right, you know it's
Dog
Pound from my town to your town
Cause you got to lay it down
Nigga got to hustle it up
Yeah, everybody out there doing they thing,
putting that hustle down
Keep it going, you know what I'm saying,
don't stop
Cause if you don't make it happen,
nobody will, you know what I'm saying
This shit's not handed to you on a open platter,
you know what I'm saying
So you got to keep it alive, homie,
you know what I'm saying
But just don't get caught, cause if you get caught,
you're outta here
Hustle it up
