"Hustla" lyrics
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah
Now I jump up outta my bed at 11:30 in the mornin'
Gotta twist me up a swisher filled with Killa California
Nigga got that mornin' buzz, nigga feel that mornin love
After I wash my nutsac, get dressed
And yes I'm thugged out, baby
And I hit up the block just doin' my everyday thang
I sell me a couple of rocks If you need it
I got it my nigga, come see Kray'
In the back of the alley, nigga get at me, dirty Khaki's on
I might look tacky yo' but nigga my paper stack is swoll
My Mac attack is cold
Gangsta wit it, bitches respect it
In the hood I'm doin' the checkin
The connectin' and the collectin'
When the sun starts settin' I'm the one ya'll better be watchin' cause nigga, I come on your block and go in your pockets
And rob ya ass
Stick a barrel in your mouth, now slob the mag
Nigga, drop the cash
Just to let you bitches I know how to kick it
It's almost midnight I made a killin' from the fiends
And I been here since sun up it's time to retire the scene
I go to the corner store to get me a forty of O' Dog
I seen some unfamiliar niggas infront of the store I don't know
And I'm knowin' they up to no good
Cause niggas got they hoods on
Hold on, Let me get my nigga Lay on the phone, on the phone
(Hello?)
What up? This' Kray
(Kray, what's happenin?)
I'm at the mothafuckin' corner store man. There's some niggas around this mothafuckaz I ain't never seen before, that have a nigga feelin' kinda funny
(Them niggas, what?) You need to roll up here with the heat cause this shit about to pop off
(I'm coming around the corner now.)
Now I got my pistols locked and loaded
Ready to bust on the crowd
88 my Chevy to the curb, look, nigga come fuck with us now
Now, jumped outta the rolla, I busted the air real quick
And I figured I'd show these little nigga who they fuckin' with, they hoes
Now here come my niggas bailin' with forty in hand
Man, them niggas didn't want to problems
When they seen me they ran; They bitches
My niggas been out all day collectin' his chips
And we ain't toleratin' no stick-ups, Nigga I empty the clip
I'm ready to flip on any niggas that's out here like they want something
Took Big Krayzie to the crib after he let me hold something, yeah
Niggas got a couple dollars, and I'm out here tryin' to kick it
I'm feelin' high and twisted, let me pay my bitch a visit
Knock on the door (Who is it?) It's me, now open up
See, a nigga was missin' you baby
And I want to show you somethin
Came in and laid the pipe, baby girl, you made my night
But I'm back to the block in my hustle mode to the early light
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah
Now I jump up outta my bed at 11:30 in the mornin'
Gotta twist me up a swisher filled with Killa California
Nigga got that mornin' buzz, nigga feel that mornin love
After I wash my nutsac, get dressed
And yes I'm thugged out, baby
And I hit up the block just doin' my everyday thang
I sell me a couple of rocks If you need it
I got it my nigga, come see Kray'
In the back of the alley, nigga get at me, dirty Khaki's on
I might look tacky yo' but nigga my paper stack is swoll
My Mac attack is cold
Gangsta wit it, bitches respect it
In the hood I'm doin' the checkin
The connectin' and the collectin'
When the sun starts settin' I'm the one ya'll better be watchin' cause nigga, I come on your block and go in your pockets
And rob ya ass
Stick a barrel in your mouth, now slob the mag
Nigga, drop the cash
Just to let you bitches I know how to kick it
It's almost midnight I made a killin' from the fiends
And I been here since sun up it's time to retire the scene
I go to the corner store to get me a forty of O' Dog
I seen some unfamiliar niggas infront of the store I don't know
And I'm knowin' they up to no good
Cause niggas got they hoods on
Hold on, Let me get my nigga Lay on the phone, on the phone
(Hello?)
What up? This' Kray
(Kray, what's happenin?)
I'm at the mothafuckin' corner store man. There's some niggas around this mothafuckaz I ain't never seen before, that have a nigga feelin' kinda funny
(Them niggas, what?) You need to roll up here with the heat cause this shit about to pop off
(I'm coming around the corner now.)
Now I got my pistols locked and loaded
Ready to bust on the crowd
88 my Chevy to the curb, look, nigga come fuck with us now
Now, jumped outta the rolla, I busted the air real quick
And I figured I'd show these little nigga who they fuckin' with, they hoes
Now here come my niggas bailin' with forty in hand
Man, them niggas didn't want to problems
When they seen me they ran; They bitches
My niggas been out all day collectin' his chips
And we ain't toleratin' no stick-ups, Nigga I empty the clip
I'm ready to flip on any niggas that's out here like they want something
Took Big Krayzie to the crib after he let me hold something, yeah
Niggas got a couple dollars, and I'm out here tryin' to kick it
I'm feelin' high and twisted, let me pay my bitch a visit
Knock on the door (Who is it?) It's me, now open up
See, a nigga was missin' you baby
And I want to show you somethin
Came in and laid the pipe, baby girl, you made my night
But I'm back to the block in my hustle mode to the early light
