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2Pac

Hell 4 A Hustler

  rap  hip-hop  gangsta rap  hip hop  west coast rap
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[2Pac]Get on yo` knees niggaGet on yo` knees and prayHuh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closestThug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focusI`m makin money moves mandatoryIn a discussion my past records tell a storyPicture niggaz we rushin and still bustintil the cops come runnin, duck in abandoned buildingsDitchin my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin villainI live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legitlessSo I laugh til I`m cryin, when the law come get meNo baby momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant seedsin a dirty bitch, waitin to trick me, not the life for meLivin carefree, til I`m buried - and if they dare meI`m bustin on niggaz until they scurry, I`m clearlya man of military means in my artilleryWatchin over me through every murder sceneFrom adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna dieSellin dope to all the fiends, at times I wanna cryAnd still, we try to change the past, in vainNever knowin if this game`ll last, feelin ashamedof cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul?Got tired of small time livin, niggaz tellin me noI got MINE, FUCK THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that`s the mentalityJealous-ass bustaz, make it hell for usChorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) *repeat 2X*Lord, help me change my waysShow a little mercy on judgment dayIt ain`t me, I was raised this wayI never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler[E.D.I. Amin]Now in these last days and times I takes mines so seriousGotta get that paper quickly and escape the sicknessIf I fail, then I suffer, bein broke is hell 4 a hustlerSo I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can musterSince a youngster, been money hungry, moved inOne`s five`s and ten`s was funny moneySo I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo`Real nigga fo` sho`, out in the cold for doughWhat you thought?War is war, lost homies in plenty battlesLast two years shed plenty tears, and I`ll send plenty at youLet me catch you slippin, you soft niggaz is outta hereIn case you forgot, we on the same shit that got us here[Young Noble]Yo, to every step I take, every foul I makeEvery jail I break, every mill` I ateHead to head, whoever hustle hardestOn the block duckin charges, nigga fuck the sergeantHe got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of cokeListen tho` I`m missin dough I gotta gather mo`Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell wordsfor all my young thugs in jail in JerzThey made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck sonDyin luck none supply us with much gunsI buck one, just to let you know that I can touch yaSlangin cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustlerChorus[2Pac]No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef til I burnCensor me and void your kids from the lessons I`ve learnedAnd in turn I`m hostile guess you could call me anti-socialNiggaz shakin like they caught the holy ghost when I approach emTry to politic, before I smoke em, like Sun ZuNiggaz do unto these snitches, before it`s done to youAnd if the cops come arrest me in the eveningbest believe they comin for my dogs in the morninAnd if I die by a slug, the death of a true thugTell me will my niggaz mourn me?Gettin blowed outHigh, watch me murder the bird, before he testifyStrikes, walkin close to my third, I live a trouble lifeAnd if you dream be a part of my teamFrom Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiendsKeep yo` eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustazEither heaven or jail, it`s still hell 4 a hustlerChorus[2Pac]This is how we rideNot knowin if we`ll live or dieCatch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the sideIn case of drama, I`m the first to break wild til they all dieThis is how we rideNot knowin if we`ll live or dieCatch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the sideIn case of drama, I`m the first to break wilduntil they all die, OutlawYes (change my ways) yesThe Black Jesuz guide us through thisWeary weary weary wearyOnly God can save usNuttin but boss playersOutlawz and thugs

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