hustler nigga, you know how to get you some mo' Just tighten up yo' circle and surveillance your spot If you catch a nigga touchin' somethin', he gettin' got Now carry on
new cars and shit Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch [Chorus 2X: Juvenile] Let me get my hustle on
Traduction: Mineurs. Get Your Hustle Sur.
to the streets Chalk line white sheet regular we see it Less fortunate get treated like sum refugees But don't get fed up keep ya head up stay on yuh
Technique] So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do He'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew Starting fights over little shit, up on
bout that action Slash a busta like a fraction I'm on that yolla Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder Ride on your block, I see a dozen
the best head busters Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my nigga I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my nigga, come on [Big Tymer] Thuggin is my thing
t have a dollar in my pocket Now I'm watching stocks like whats the options Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh How life's changed I remember hustlin' Tryin' to get
't let your emotions over power your intelligent Refuse to give up, your mistakes will define you Down dictate where you headin', then remind you That time keeps tickin', let your
come on bring the heat. [Xzibit (overlaps)] Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain stuck with a thousand street hustlers down on they luck Repeat
you penetentary style Quick sharp and straight to the neck I'm heavy on your chest I'm all up in your life Like stress The coast that resides to your
, Ja Rule, Reptile come on bring the heat. Xzibit Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain stuck with a thousand street hustlers down on they
it how I see it, don't forget that impossible is nothin' Your environment is irrelevant Just don't let your emotions over power your intelligence Refuse to give up, your
juvenile and get probation When I think about all we done It's amazing to see how far we come Remember [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Scarface] We started small time dope game Hustlin
Let's get it hype, nigga Let's get it crump Yeah, yeah, yeah Pass me them Swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me, I'mma prove my
't have no picks and chooses who get they head split They die quick, fuckin' with Turk, wodie get whacked Spend a bin with Kevin and Randy get flat on
