Hustle Hard

(feat. 50 cent)

[Chorus x4: 50 cent]

Hustle Hard

Money stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla Back

[Verse 1: Papoose]

Listen if you a bullshavin' on the block Tone 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta (Hustle Hard)

Turn 14 and 28 fans

56 to a hundred grams

now im on yo ass (Hustle Hard)

I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams

A hundred grams to a hundred grin

Lets take it back to the gutter fam

I ain't shakin' none of you sucka's hands

Cuz I'm better than you, you, him, and your other man

They mean no brown when they makin' them sucka jams

But they get to the radio and turn on to the dutterman

You and your R&B boss make a good couple Fam

Imma catch your mad lovers lane like son of Sam

Got the revolver in my fuckin' hand

Automatics like that hot 97 concert summer jam

Half of my work give em' samples to get em' comin' Fam

I sit with 50 like I just coughed a hundred gram

[Chorus x4: 50 cent]

Hustle Hard

Money Stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back

[Verse 2: Papoose]

At age 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6

You can't jerk me I got more scales to fish

Nigga's madcuz they can't make a sell for shit

When I'm on the block I make more sales than Sprint

Gone have to bust yo gun if you bust my ballz

This nigga owe me some money tryin' to duck my callz

Follow them up the wrongway street he smokin' all the loosay

He seen me and tried to bust a U-way

So I called them on a 2-way Street and gripped on a oozay

I ain't have a sidekick but I hit em' on a 2-way

Brought 10 nigga's who thought they'd never see you breathless

Well that's somethin' that Tennessee like Memphis

Rappers be tryin' to get in where they fit in like tetris

Thats why I Ieave they family more than like breakfast

They see other niggaz do it and then they try to follow

Thats why I leave they family more than like a lozzo

[Chorus x4: 50 cent]

Hustle hard

Money stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back

[Verse 3: Papoose]

I lead the rifle raw

You just went right through your final door

I invite you all

Never did like you or trifle fraud

Sick as psycho wars

invite you on buyin' my mike recidle was vinal

Shine a light that'll blind you

My Light that'll fight for your title

Cry for psysem like michael

My life recycle is psycho da pschobanktual bible

Look in the eyez of your idle

Im right behind you

I Lined you

I Stifled yours

you rap niggaz mock for def like Michael Walls (Hustle hard)

Yeah even my rhymhs is hustle

I'm sellin' em' to your Ma washed my respect up (Hustle hard)

They never used to wanna produce him or introduce him

Gettin' Text's from niggaz who rappin'

Text messages from niggaz who producin'

Now a days I get more text's than houston (Hustle hard)

Ha you ain't doin' no real bubblin'

you keep your end of the street stop air hustlin'

[Chorus x4: 50 cent]

Hustle hard

Money Stack

Sell that dope

Sell that crack

Sell that pat

Sell that gat

Sell that pussy

Holla back