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C-Murder( Corey Miller )
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Hustlin' (w/ Master P)
Lyricist:Damon Smith, Darryl Pittman
One in a half, two in a half, three in a half, four quarters I think I might have a thousand grams (One key)
Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh oh Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh ooh
(Where them fiends at, I'll be right there in the hall way ya heard me) Now picture me a street nigga went from weed to guns My cousins a dope dealer now it's coke and funds Now with the money comes bitches and with the feds comes snitches I'm just a lil' nigga tryin' to go from rags to riches
'Cause in the ghetto niggas like to flip fo' and a half The projects is home but the ghetto's my lab Niggas scream third ward nigga we ready to ride Niggas say fuck No Limit then we ready to die
Nigga fo' fives and nines we hold them high Lil' niggas whoop whoop hide them pies 'Cause if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense An if yo hustle ain't tight nigga you'll end up in the pen
Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh oh Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh ooh
What if these mothafuckin' project bricks could talk Would they tell what goes on nigga after dark? Bullets spark young homies gettin' blasted Sixteen in a muthafuckin' casket the games drastic
Live my life wit my thug soldiers gettin' high Mixin' Hennessey and weed bitch it's do or die When we ride to yo area Tell yo family find where they can bury ya
My dawgs carry ah AK's and ski masks If you got Ki's then yo niggas better hind yo ass Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We blast like dope fiends roamin' the block No matter how many niggas get popped drugs'll never stop believe dat
Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh oh Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh ooh
(Check this out playa) Now picture me a TRU nigga thugged out hustlin' hard I hope you niggas understand I could never be soft 'Cause mentally I'm capable of over comin' the worst I'm havin' flashes picture me in ashes and dirt
On a T-shirt a memory a thought of the past I lost my brother to a muthafuckin' gun blast I analyze every nigga watch his moves look in his eyes 'Cause you can never tell predicted dead or in jail nigga
Now tell me what you see 'Cause life's so hard for a Callio nigga like me ya dig 'Cause I'm gonna hustle til' I'm gone Hit the highway and play again it's on in the ghetto
Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh oh Hustlin', hustlin' Tryin' to survive in the ghetto, ooh ooh
TRU Records, TRU Records huh brah On top we never flop ya dig non stop the billboard spot What's happn' own records representin' the millennium? (Ya heard) For the 2G still I ride what's up Ke'noe nigga (Ya heard)
What's up to all my niggas out there? (Huh brah) The Young Guns,CP3, New 9 what's happn' Magic? (New 9) Peaches what's happn' what's up Krazy nigga? Suge what's up chillin' keep it real nigga? [Incomprehensible]
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