This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas


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That's the way that we hustle
cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain

That's the way that we hustle
cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain
That's the way that we hustle

cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain
That's the way that we hustle
cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain


Come follow me now
Back in the day we still was thuggin

Nothin changed
Always into somethin
Whatever you name

A young thug with my ^!$$%s it's one love
Little bad $$# ^!$$%s sneaky
A calm collected slickster

I might not have been on the scene
But you could believe I was in the picture
In the mixture selling llello

Scrapping, car jackin, gun packin
I'm lacking everything you can't imagine so I'm praying
Rapping can get me up out this jam

Damn, just gimme a chance
I'll keep 'em dancin, dancin, all night, all night
But times got harder and harder

My dreams got further and further away
And ^!$$% I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life
So now I'm thugging on this corner

I gotta increase my financial status
I chance it $#&@ing with these rollers when they roll up
Yeah don't wanna be locked in no cell

But I also can't take strippin's and be broke with no mail
Ohh yes, it's hell
And they say that gets easier

But to me it only got deeper and deeper

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Just turned eighteen and caught my first case
Incarcerated, caught with a twelve guage

Trying to come up with some money and made a stupid-ass mistake
Could have been my ^!$$%s fate
$#&@ing with shotguns

We out to rob some ^!$$%s I'm drunk, I'm pumped
I made a mistake and popped him, now he bleeding
I see blood, damn, get to the doctor, ^!$$% don't rest in peace

Doctor's took him to emergency
Copper's came and arrested me
Not knowing if my ^!$$% had made it alive and was well

I tossed and turned in my cell knowing he's sweatin like hell
Praise to the Lord and I hope you hear me
And I hope you feel me

I ain't mean to, really, really, I ain't mean it
I know you seen it
I finally spoke to my ^!$$%

He lifted up and recovered
And pressed no charges
Wait the state done picked it up and I gotta trial in a month

$#&@!
And the judge ain't trying to give me no love
Cause it was my first offence

But he just thinkin he lockin up a thug
So now I'm cuffed up on the bus
And ridin' down 71, ain't no fun


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Now I'm locked inside this prison system
Biddin and count days left before my sentence

Now I can say that I've been here
But I sure ain't gonna come back here
Uh-uh!
The day they release me I'm going home
I can cope but I can't adjust

These $#&@ing steel doors drivin me nuts
My last month and I'm ready to move out
I'm sure, stay on the low
I listen to thug stories
And be trippin on ^!$$%s love stories

I'm finna get out of this mother$#&@er
Heard them call out my name
Two fifty two two fifty
Pack up your %#@! it's your day
Jumped out my bunk, gave all my %#@! to my ^!$$%s

In fact I left everything that I had back in jail but my raps
I'm on the streets now
Scene unchanged
^!$$%s still the same
I ain't $#&@in with you bustas cause I'm tryin to make a change
I got with the real dogs and we was schemin on the mill' ya'll

So we had to chill on ya'll
Get out of Cleveland if we plan to achieve it
So we plannin it with Eazy on Greyhound and now we're leavin

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