Do the Hustle
Yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
Yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
yeah
We thought that moving packs would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers no leaders everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers no leaders everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Our teachers ain't teach us to own no property
Our parents too young to bring us up up properly
Our back against the ropes trying to fight off poverty
Ironically that's how you end up states property
Dichotomy of our economy that it's gotta be
Somebody on the bottom holding where you want to be
Collecting beer cans, selling dimes, selling lottery
The system ain't broken they applying it properly
Cause all it takes is one crackhead auntie
Now you got 3 cousins on the floor, 6 kids, 2bedroom house
Mama stressed the fuck out
And her son with an ambition getting yall out
So he standing on the corner with a pocket full of dope
He gone go by any means
That's the Malcolm X approach
He came up watching hustlers in the night on the streets
Now he share the same fate and the cycle on repeat cuz
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Ain't no need in police walking up knowing they can't talk to us
Ain't no stopping this re rock from hitting the block with us
I'm on some new shit you couldn't see with binoculars
I ain't stopping to chop it up I'm trying to get my pockets up
This work wet the shit come through an aqueduct
You need to quit watching and grab your girl she trying to fuck
Put the spell on her like a witch doctor
Fuck her walls and her wallet up
If she with it ima call her up
Ain't no semblance to bitch in this niggas I roll with
You Never know who on parol next nigga gone get
Locked by patrol when they roll pointing a full clip
Crooked in my city cops will take you for your whole shit
Nobody to hold your hand like you going steady
Living in the underbelly
Momma trying to get enough money to throw together peanut butter and jelly
She got paid on the first
Ran through that check already
I'm on the other side trying to stay a float
In a Chevrolet, looking like a boat
Eating curried goat
Steaming up the smoke
Mane I got it on me now if you want it
I ain't tripping get the scale what you neeed folk?
I guess the word turns around but it stay the same
That's why I woke up this morning feeling like the other day
I'm spinning out of control and I should probably pray
But my immediate goal is trying to move an ounce today
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that pushing dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
Yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
yeah
Hustle for the money nigga
yeah
We thought that moving packs would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers no leaders everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers no leaders everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Our teachers ain't teach us to own no property
Our parents too young to bring us up up properly
Our back against the ropes trying to fight off poverty
Ironically that's how you end up states property
Dichotomy of our economy that it's gotta be
Somebody on the bottom holding where you want to be
Collecting beer cans, selling dimes, selling lottery
The system ain't broken they applying it properly
Cause all it takes is one crackhead auntie
Now you got 3 cousins on the floor, 6 kids, 2bedroom house
Mama stressed the fuck out
And her son with an ambition getting yall out
So he standing on the corner with a pocket full of dope
He gone go by any means
That's the Malcolm X approach
He came up watching hustlers in the night on the streets
Now he share the same fate and the cycle on repeat cuz
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Ain't no need in police walking up knowing they can't talk to us
Ain't no stopping this re rock from hitting the block with us
I'm on some new shit you couldn't see with binoculars
I ain't stopping to chop it up I'm trying to get my pockets up
This work wet the shit come through an aqueduct
You need to quit watching and grab your girl she trying to fuck
Put the spell on her like a witch doctor
Fuck her walls and her wallet up
If she with it ima call her up
Ain't no semblance to bitch in this niggas I roll with
You Never know who on parol next nigga gone get
Locked by patrol when they roll pointing a full clip
Crooked in my city cops will take you for your whole shit
Nobody to hold your hand like you going steady
Living in the underbelly
Momma trying to get enough money to throw together peanut butter and jelly
She got paid on the first
Ran through that check already
I'm on the other side trying to stay a float
In a Chevrolet, looking like a boat
Eating curried goat
Steaming up the smoke
Mane I got it on me now if you want it
I ain't tripping get the scale what you neeed folk?
I guess the word turns around but it stay the same
That's why I woke up this morning feeling like the other day
I'm spinning out of control and I should probably pray
But my immediate goal is trying to move an ounce today
We thought that moving dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do the hustle
We thought that pushing dope would change us to grown men
Put all our mommas in cribs but
The reality is we caught bids, caught gunfire, went through hell and came up with shit
When the options is as few as they is
It's hard to find where opportunity is
So we dance with the devil
Follow steps of our fathers
No preachers, no leaders, everybody trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Trying to do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Do a little hustle for the money nigga
Hustle for the money nigga
Yeah
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