(feat. Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda) [Intro] Yea Just like priceless Something you can't see nigga [Chorus - Lil' Wayne:] Ya see times is hard as it is That
en peril ? Ne sois pas si febrile Bouscule-moi un peu, etouffe-moi de baisers J'veux qu'tu m'fasses voir des etoiles Bouscule-moi un peu, arrete de
Chorus; Since you can't get right Imma show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle show you how to hustle. Make a grind all night, Imma show you
Now boy, it's about that time again For all the gentlemen Pick your game up, track your lady type Sign your name up, hustle who you like Last time we
Put your money where your mouth is D-Loc ain't playing I know cats like you that are broke just claiming Ain't saying nothing just flapping your lips
[feat. Mason Caine] [Verse 1: Mason Caine] They wanna knock my hustle, that's my million dollar baby I use my mental muscle like I'm Russell in the 80
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Yeah, just like priceless Something you can't see, nigga Ya see times is hard as it is That's why I got girls and my girls got kids And all I wanna do
For the love maze for me to show you Look show Can't even handwrite I got somethin' You got holy doll I'm a leather man Guarentee Then when we caught
Hustle, my name I, I live and sleep on these streets 'Cause I have got to get mine, my fam, see, we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever
When I get back, pre-break of dawn Hear the ring it's me, live from a pay phone Talking in the rain Things pan out exactly as I say they will Will I
Pull the stops out, watch my hustle Would you believe I was once a Would you believe I was even as shy as a child It's so hard for the mind to fathom,
(Spencer-R. Brewster) Pickin' at a loose end, loose end pickin' at a loose end livin' in a pig pen, start a new trend Just like the real thing, real thing
Yea, youngbloodz, kill the mic, track boys Y'all ain't ready for this shit Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Okay we back and bumpin', youngbloodz thats
Well it's a hustle, it's a hustle every day of life, And it's enough to keep your head above the water, see. It seems the older I get the more freedom
(Verse 1): Told me he's leaving and I won't even see 'Til he crawls back in the bed late in the morning Not even speaking, but I know how he's feelin