Lyrics:
this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like ball four
Y'all score games down the block
For me it's hip hop around the clock
Critical, I'm bound
Passed down like 4x100m relay
It's a dash to the summit
And Hustlers can't stomach crabs in the bucket
That would cash in their mothers facts
You not
[Repeat: x4]
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some chronic witchu?
Nigga what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that shit up!
Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into
like fly for life
Cant get by just to maintain
Quipto:
Oh hell naw
I aint done enough, theres more i gotta see
So lord dont punish me just 'cause i
recognized by every eye worldwide
Back to the streets of the do or die hustler
I understand politics consistent, never quit
Super star write hits
Come have
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
a good guy
But you look at me like a villain (Aye)
I had my heart on lock down
How the hell you steal it
I couldn't give you up
Cuz you was one in
noon, I'ma make it back by 4: 30
(Almost home) hustlers runnin' in
(In) , J's runnin' out (Out)
And we never hit you if you came unannounced
That's your
motherfuckin' lonely (by myself nigga)
[Chorus]
Ninety four
Spiggedy 1 with up on that ass
Yeah
Mean muggin' every nigga that ride by
Face
dealers, shuffling cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it's odd
Cause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob
I never hang
cameras, dealers, shufflin' cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it's odd
'Cause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob
I
Laptops made by dell, when the tv's fell
In this game..either you buy or you sell
Let's make a deal I keep it real, it ain't no cheatin' my scale
At the end
makin it hard
And by the time they get in-to your pad
You done flushed it down the toilet and now they're mad
And so they're mad as hell and take you
watch your back when it get mad
Gotta get my pimp on, pimp on
Everything in front of me's up for grabs
[Z-Ro]
Hell of a hustler, got to work my muscle
you know, he's gotta battle against the odds,
And my man had such a good demeanor.
He was smart, man.
And he was a hustler.
And he had his ? up.
Fly guy grab a ho to a wing
Have a one night fling with a nigga on the
Standing tall like Kareem
By any means necessary dick game legendary
Fifteen
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
I tell your bitch, "Grab my dick! Ha! Now masturbate it!"
Don't catch feelings man
How she not feelin' Cam?
And look her by the waist feelin' like
1979 I been a hustler on the go
You know the drill, my mission for real, a mealticket
You feel, we slowly but surely approachin seven digits
know, she was a good person for certain I know
V-Town, California where I was born, raised and grown
And since 1979 I been a hustler on the go
You
smoke some weed, be my fan,
[Chorus]
Jumped up G'd Up,
Lit the fuckin weed up,
Push Down the Gas pedal,
cadillac speed up x4
[Verse 3]
Hungry hustler
The Game
And speaking of The Game, he'll be stopping by the studio later on
But right about now, I'ma hit you off with another slapper off The Documentary
as hell
I had to buy all my girls fifty-fo'-eleven Reeboks at wholesale
Almost got caught boostin out of Bodell's
Bitches on my coattails like they coat
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