Текст песни C-Murder f Krazy, Master P - Hustlin
C-Murder f Krazy, Master P - Hustlin слова песни
[P talking]"One in a half,two in a half,three in a half,(four quarters)I think I might have a thousand grams(one key)"[Chorus: singing]Hustlin, hustlinTryin` to survive in the ghetto ooh ohhHustlin,hustleTryin` to survive in the ghetto ooh ooh[Master P](Where them fiends at,I`ll be right there in the hall way ya heard me)Now picture me a street nigga went from weed to gunsmy cousins a dope dealer now it`s coke & fundsnow with the money comes bitches & with the feds comes snitchesI`m just a lil` nigga tryin` to go from rags to richesCause in the ghetto niggas like to flip fo` & a halfthe projects is home but the ghetto`s my labNiggas scream third ward nigga we ready to rideNiggas say fuck No Limit then we ready to dieNigga fo` fives & nines we hold them highLil` niggas whoop whoop hide them piesCause if it don`t make dollas then it don`t make senseAn if yo hustle ain`t tight nigga you`ll end up in the penChorus (2X)[Krazy]What if these mothafuckin` project bricks could talkWould they tell what goes on nigga after darkBullets spark young homies gettin` blastedSixteen in a muthafuckin` casket the games drasticLive my life wit my thug soldiers gettin` highMixin` Hennessy & weed bitch it`s do or dieWhen we ride to yo areaTell yo family find where they can bury yaMy dawgs carry ah AK`s & ski masksIf you got ki`s then yo niggas better hind yo assWe blast like dope fiends roamin` the blockNo matter how many niggas get popped drugs`ll never stop believe datChorus (2X)[C-Murder](check this out playa)Now picture me a TRU nigga thugged out hustlin` hardI hope you niggas understand I could never be softCause mentally I`m capable of over comin` the worstI`m havin` flashes picture me in ashes & dirtOn a T-shirt a memory a thought of the pastI lost my brother to a muthafuckin` gun blastI analyze every nigga watch his moves look in his eyesCause you can never tellPredicted dead or in jail niggaNow tell me what you seeCause life`s so hard for a Callio nigga like me ya digCause I`m gonna hustle til` I`m goneHit the highway & play again it`s on in the ghettoChorus (2X)[C-Murder]TRU Records, TRU Records huh brahOn top we never flop ya dig non stop the billboard spotWhatshappn` own records representin` the millenium (yaheard)For the 2g (yaheard) still I ride what`s up Ke`noe niggawhat`s up to all my niggas out there (huh brah)The Young Guns,CP3, New 9(New 9) whatshappn` Magic,Peaches whatshappn` what`s up Krazy nigga Suge what`s up chillin` keep it real nigga