The Hussle

[Mr. Cheeks]

Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze

Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance

Throw them shits up (Throw'em up)

Regulate the real (Regulate)

Ayo we basically know how us fuckers feel (Feel that)

How we running niggaz

Ayo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing

Well look at me now I did amount to something

The rap name in vain just like a four four

No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popo

Still up in the struggle I see nothing changes

These niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangers

Sport the jewelry cars and the shelto

Gamble for car money drink let the L blows

High school drop out got my G.E.D. though

Don't speak about what I got the d-low

Yo I know nothing but the hot shit creating

Up on the road trips and hot shit we scatting

From the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off)

What we bump hard what you niggaz bump soft

Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman

My good times always started with whats happening

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Just call me a hustle

Grinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5

Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscle

Saga of a every day struggle

Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle

Clip feeling strip stealing sick villain

Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scuffle

Payback could mean is time to layback and bubble

But other times payback is trouble

Just call me a hustle

[Billy Danze]

Lets give it up for the rusty 32's

And the day before Lymer

For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana

When the G's stood firm

Perfecting their concerns

And a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burn

Now shame on me it was cloudy I was blind

I was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slime

Your not LB your not M.O.P

I brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me

[Lil Fame]

I was blessed with a cursed

(Curse a blessing within this curse)

When curse became innershment encouragement

I'm immune to the pain now I'm loving it

I'm encourage to fakes the pain and

Everything else I consider is punishment

(Take it one day at a crime)

Sometimes I stare into the mirror

Asking my self we it all went wrong

Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm

Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm

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[Mr. Cheeks]

Ayo listen my daughter is getting older

I love to kiss'em hold'em

Daddys always gonna be there for you I told'em

The world is getting colder

But imma keep'em warm

Yall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper storm

Watch you niggaz like a job if I got to

Fuck scrapping you gonna feel when I spot you

I grew up in this raised around the hard times

Did the thing hustle in boulevard dimes

The red tops yellow tops and the blue ones

Powerful always came through with some new one

I peep them niggaz that was down but turn fuckiness

Ever since Tah pass

Yeah imma represent LB to the death of it

Even though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shit

Track attacking bitch nigga smacking

Every time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in

(Chorus) 2x's