Growing up in my hood
It was really on like that
I had to put it down to had to do me a jab

To give me a sack
So I can come up
On the block serving rocks from sun down to sun up

I was, really puttin' it down like that
And dressed in all black straight down for the jab
I was a youngster, packing a 4-5

Better known they looney $$# eastside (right)
I had my chore, so I played the part of a gangsta
Never ever coulda be a pranksta

Pushing ^!$$%s in their face
Puttin' punk (*##$es in their place
Now feel the base

Give you a taste of this gangsta %#@!
I got the cavi tracks and my rims are on hit
And like some weed it will brush ya

Cause hanging on my block, you had to be a hustler

[Hook (2x)]

You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster
You know we wouldn't trust ya


You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster

You know we wouldn't trust ya

[Verse 2]

Now the year is 1989
I'm in the cavi spot and I'm doing fine
I got ritches, I got (*##$es

I got a caddy green 4 with 16 switches
On some triple gold was
Every single day straight swerving

Zippin' on a cold one
On my way to the weedspot
I got my Glock in the stashpot

Cause the cops are kinda hot
And now I got me a sack
And now I'm heading back to the street

Where the $#&@ing money at
It's the block where I slang
And all the G ^!$$%s hang

And the young ^!$$%s bang
Puttin' it down every single night
Getting there drunk showin' off try to fight

One and other but we still had love
And rest in peace to my ^!$$%s up above
Because uh


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[Verse 3]
It's a cold thang when you got no game
See every smoker on the block know my name

I was a youngster with boulders for your shoulders
And still slanging cavi and ?muchoda?
And I got some ^!$$%s down with me

See every single day we sell a pound you see
Or that bomb $$# dote mack
So come to my block and get a fat sack

We got that %#@! that I $#&@ you up
So don't take it to the head or you might get stuck
So grap a partner and spot the bomb

Cause it will have you like tweakie from dust to dawn
I tell the truth and I never lie
Cause I promise I smoke chronic till the day I die

And a new face on the block
We couldn't trust ya
Cause you might be a busta