all don't wanna give us our props, y'all niggaz gon' get dropped Nigga fuck hip-hop, nigga this CRIP-hop {*gunshot*} WHAT? Chorus: E-40 + Jayo Felony
Hustle Hustle Hustle [E-40:] (I'm a hustler believe me) You know I Hustle Hustle Hustle ... (E-40) and this ain't easy So I Hustle Hustle Hustle [E-40
some pimps, playas Hustlas, gangstas We just some pimps, playas Hustlas, gangstas We just some pimps, playas Hustlas, gangstas We just some pimps, playas Hustlas
got my money-money-money right (Dollar bills/ Hundred dollar bills, we got hundred bills) Layzie Bone (Lil' Lay tell 'em) Look, my flow style is ridiculous, like E-40
mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy E
So we mashed out Wave Street, partied on Broad Enter the 36 Chambers and swung swords Bug when the Force MD's met the Fat Boys Brought the ruckus like P.E
another win So passionate, you might even misinterpret it as arrogance I'm goin' in I'ma make the world feel my pain While I'm showin' you my muscle and I hustle
[E-40] UHH~! Where I stay they gotta temper they locks Get they hair done down at Nappy or Not (BAY AREA!!!) No funk abusin the cops Droppin off yola
[WC] Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH! [E-40] BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah! [WC] Dub Cya, nya! [E-40] Uhhhh, hah! [WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc? [E-40]
[D-Nero:] Yea yea mane, this D-Nero mane Representin them I&E Blockburners mane Y'all know what time it is mane Gotta grind before you shine mane This
new to game Used to playin' on TV courtesy of video music box Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding
! Don't let the whacked pursue you like Marley JM clique moves in packs like whities on Harleys Niggas get injured, fucked do' in 40 fingers Got bitches
F-o-r-t-z-y F-o-r-t-z-y charlie hustle F-o-r-t-z-y do or die Ah, you already know, ugh Chorus (2x) [e-40] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Ah
, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a 40
Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 'long side E-40, ya hear? All crew, pick up yourself thou respect who say, every thing's kool Fa sho, fa sho It's either
The definition of Quarterbackin' E-40 and the Clipse, yeah Tell the cops don't read into it Them days of slangin' yay been finished Them days have been
black trunk sounding like I got a alligator in the back Paint wetter than melted ice, ralley and hockey strips Burning rubber in every light, mean mugging like 'thug ya life' I be hustling
, get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, cause i'm so serious, get it in the morning cause i'm so serious so serious listen miller if you want you hustling