the real hustlers play Thats the way, a real hustler plays Thats the way, the real hustlers play [??] Im a treal ass hustler, a for real ass hustler
for hustling season Bottom line money is power and the power mean muscle Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling Nigga get down for his hustle, his hustle hustle
mind could learn to love it And when I release mine on the public Thuggish ruggish and plus it's all, real I put that on yo nine millimeter steel All judges, that's strictly real
on The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the end, too Starin at
posted on the block til the sun go down.... [Dame Dash] Now see I like the shit these niggaz is talkin Real hustla's recognize other real hustla's That
on the block til the sun go down.... [Dame Dash] Now see I like the shit these niggaz is talkin Real hustla's recognize other real hustla's That
blooded with this grind I got it I got it Murder Capitol, only key to survive is kill If the elements don't murder you, tha Rydahs will, fa real And
Intro] It's the return of a living legend mayne; I done did it once And you ain't never seen nobody do it again huh? You gotta love it, cause it's real
tell ya I'm a "G", pimp, I'm really being modest I can tell ya bout the dope boyz, hoes and the ballers The pimps and the macks, real niggas wouldn't
?) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Grippin' the steal (Grippin' the steal) Nigga, I'm so real (Nigga, I'm so real) Bitch, how you feel
fade me Cash the chips like casino Today I'ma keep it real and chill And get blitzed like Marino My girl be fussing, she be tussing, constantly bugging Asking me why I be hustling
shit on The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the end, too Starin
of the things you were made to forget Bring tha noise To all my boyz Know tha real from tha bustas And the decoys And if ya hustle like a real 'G' Pump
like casino Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like marino My girl be fussin', she be tussin', constantly buggin' Askin' me why I be hustlin
, gotta keep your heat up Sweet niggas running 'round swearing shit is sweeter Once you're tagged lame the game is follow the leader Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta
I come out Juvey ride, Hot Boyz come out, we all ride I'm 'bout mine and ya know to progress, gotta struggle Do what I gotta do, gotta rap hustle Ya
it do, I'm a real motha fucka what are you? (what are you) I'm a real motha fucka what are you? (what are you) I'm a real motha fucka what are you? (
for two nine, rockin' and clickin' on both sides Of course we gon' ride, ride over the competition The real has arrived, ya'll bitch niggaz is finished All I gotta
