ve been to my daddy's house It was full of dudes Clap your hands nigger You know what we do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
've been to my daddy's house It was full of dudes Clap your hands nigger You know what we do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
been to my daddy's house It was full of dudes Clap your hands nigger You know what we do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
you busters can't get on me You're in danger you don't know me I'm a stranger not your homie You know fuck ya'll don't know about me But check it out
[D.O.C.] You don't wanna see me Cuz I'm a Westside hustla (westcoast) And I'm through with you busta's so (yeah) Gives me my snaps cuz yous owes me hoes
(feat. MC Ren, Ice Cube, Six Two, Snoop Dogg) [D.O.C.] You don't wanna see me Cuz I'm a Westside hustla (westcoast) And I'm through with you busta's
matter who you trust,you simply cannot win It's always fun in the beginning But it's pain in the end Pain [x4] Gold rope wearer,neighborhood terror Can't
killed This is my life, and I love the mix I can never ever pass, on that 13-6 This is my life, try to feel my pain When my people on the block, still
Nigga Gon' Cry When He Hit The More Pain The More Blood Drain, He Ain't Survivin Shit And Your Niggaz Ain't Gon' Ride For Shit, They Know If They Came
don't ride with me I'm gonna show you some shit Ima show you where my niggaz stay sure on the mix Ima show you where the pain and the poetry is Ghetto
lining surrounding every cloudy day Seems like hard times been a friend of mine I can't shake Still I rise with a clique of thugs they can't break Pain
up All my G's rep... [Pain interrupts chorus] [Bridge one: Pain & Cee] [Pain:] Carolyn! [Cee:] Yeah what? [Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a
ll never know why I miss her too AJ, but damn, did you have to cry? Well if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense And it's sad cuz BET ain't
s health The sweat of hustlers greed is not reserved for men It's always fun in the beginning but it's pain in the end Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
lesson from your weight I'm wishin arthritis on all writers who, Knock My Hustle How can y'all understand the struggle? It's hard to live, when you got greedy niggaz in the mix
Hard Times Struggling And Hustling I'm Always On The Grind is like Why Can't I Get Away Somebody Take Me Away (To A Better Place) where Everything gunna Be Ok Why Can't
t ride with me I'm gonna show you some shit I'ma show you where my niggaz stay sure on the mix I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is Ghetto young
