block, you had to be a hustler [Chorus x2] 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
(feat. Dead End B.G.) [Verse 1:] Clientele increasing swiftly, from a G to a ki Living millionaires dream, that my eyes can see Dead End we leave you
girl They try to warn me They say you're horny Eager to give it up Take a minute, lonely girl I'll be your daddy Be what you wanna be Be sure and give
mid east of that I was doin my thang and I met this four foot hustla they called him Lil Wayne that was my lil nigga called my lil brotha Baby drew a
lil' nigga he would solve 'em Anybody wanna weight somebody had to call him The lil' nigga had the ghetto locked down like a rotweiller Called him baby Tony ??? he had
to the screwed up click [Big Moe:] And here's the first G He goes by the name of Lil' Keke [Verse 1] Lil' Keke: Well I'm Lil' Keke, young thug O.G
down fo' a minute (Owh!) I be back.. (Same ol' nigga) I be back.. (Whudd) (Just got a lil' bigga) I be back, (C'monn) (One mo' time) I be back, (Fo'sho
hittin the floor, I'mma Go On [Chorus x2: Half-A-Mill] [Verse 3] The streets is callin a nigga They tried to drop a ball on a nigga Seems like this
park a Rolls-Royce in the bricks, While I fly a private charter out of town by a bitch [Chorus X2] [Verse 2 (Juvenile)] Try to be here to see my seeds
a certified street cat cash flow holder A double OG with hood stripes on my shoulders Every now and then a hater make me be a head bussa South Park son
make their business Tryin to be a Menace like Dennis, we'll stop y'all Fuckin wit a top dog I mock y'all Off your feet got your bitch like a food stamp
body still cold then you must be dead You shoulda listen to the words I said [chorus] Rule #1 -hey- get money Get a ride with switches, fuck a gang of bitches Rule #1
I aint know wassup hustla I heard you got them sacks and if that's true, I want 2 And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be smokin all night too So I told them
mind on my riches It's a everyday struggle, everyday hustle Tryin to make bank I went to jail for a couple of months And I had some time to think See
have seen my sun be u ain't neva seen a star... If I wrote a movie u cud neva play a part Your songs need viagra dey cud neva be diz hard... I'm a cerisfied hustla
train had good butt but I ain't know her name some niggas dead thanks to cocaine some niggas rich off the same thing all I can tell you life a dirty game
that shit run a lil deeper And one mother fucker in my hood that done never became a doctor And one body in my family who done never became a lawyer My