I could give a fuck if you kin to me My life is up and down and side to side like a centipede [Chorus] Get ya hustle on, nigga get ya hustle on [4X]
raise nigga fuck you These streets are 9 to 5 You want it we can get it for ya And even though they steady changin' This is still a hustle Still got
convict, the Fulton digger Jump in the Aura Vigor, after I stick ya Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with no chaser Watch me erase ya, misplace ya
Juvenile, y'all need to Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on Bring the heat Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain Stuck with a thousand street hustlers
nigga Thug style out this muthafucka niggas Throw ya hands in the air If you got Jeep make ya speakers pop I want muthafucking police Trying to pull niggas over on
Now let me introduce whose first The nigga that's been down With the set since birth Whatever it was worth I checked in on the norm Since a juvenile
When.. I come through.. bustin' Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin' Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin' Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin
for 6, ready to serve Tammy, 50 dollars worth of wammy, ready to lose ya heart fall apart from ya family, damn near gettin killed, a mil is only on ya
if I let em I gotta ride til I resign its Squad or die And any coward try its homicide We got glocks and stuff, got federal agents watching us Got niggaz
ya where ya standin Poppin' trunks and they pullin' out the cannons Pullin' triggers that'll soak ya leave ya brainless 50 shots will stop ya Body be
a leave you ass in the hoarse and i refuse to be the one on the T~shirt Now Lil' Turk you got the Ak? (He say for sure I got it) Lil' Wayne you drivin
folks be rattin' round here (Juvenile) Stick and move (Baby) You know them niggas got them gats round here (Juvenile) Stick and move (Baby) They got that dope up in the alley round here (Juvenile
ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking back Put a hole in ya head and a hole in ya chest Nigga thats how it happen ta ya when ya disrespecting Have ya mom
't shit on it But I was determined to get a little gliss on em The 40 ounce bottles done turned to Cris on em And every bitch that was fronting, I'ma piss on
Put me on the floor two nines in my hip The reason the drought is cause the feds done bust' my ship Got a crew of head busters that will split your shit Got
That's how you play it with me ya big time All I want is the G's, with a trunk full of keys, a Benz on 20's You got something you can lend me Shit nigga
on drugs (her-oin) I hope you feel me, cause I feel the pain of others I feel for every nigga that got to go on without they brother But like the game
other on two big body's On boulders Chorus Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on
