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Guru f Donell Jones

Jazzmatazz * Streetsoul (Vol. 3)

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{*"If you ain`t real about it, don`t talk"* -> Baby Thad}[Guru]It`s ninety degrees on the corner, in the summer heatDreamin of beach houses, mad ladies and Hummer jeepsGot another beep now it`s time to watch a brother creepand pull another scam, not yet the man but the brother`s deepAin`t tryin to stay in this life for too longYou tellin me that I`m bound to lose, but you wrongI`m too strong, plus me and my team`s got a true bondI`ll stay in these streets, you stay in the house where you belongYo who`s wrong, you never had to live in my shoesAnd my view`s, that every second is vitalThe way I see nigga`s the way I G itA raw ghetto entrepeneur, yeah I be itNot as glamourous, as the gangster flicksI`ll show you some gangster chicks that hold me down we get richAnd get this, bet this, I`m after payolaThe loot, the paper, til my hustlin days are over[Chorus: Donell Jones]I`m a hustler, a hustler hmmGotta get the dough to winAnd I`m a baller yeah, ballerShot call-errrI pack plenty of steel, plenty of steelFor niggaz that wanna be actin illAll the player haters stay, off my nutswhile I`m/we handlin business[Guru]Illegal business, I need to invest in somethin legitThis money`s comin too quick, I copped a house and two whipsWho switched it, not me, I`m keepin it realKeepin the steel while the envious watch hungry, I`m eatin my mealLate nights, there ain`t no time for stage frightsThis ain`t fiction, it`s my mission to get paid alright?No need to speak about greed, long as I`m feedin my seedthen I`m completin the deed, so I`m keepin this cheeseHigh-priced lawyers, I`m too nice for yaNever touchin the work no more, too precise for yaControllin the town, holdin it downI`m the Master Allah Now, I`m showin you styleI go in your file, and make you hard to locateDelete all your data don`t disregard your fateI`ll off you then I`m off with a honey like suave bolaShit I`m livin this life, til my hustlin days are over[Chorus][Guru]Bouncin in and out of town, hope I don`t step out of boundsChicks love to crowd around cause of my rep, how that sound?Enemies are growin in numbers, hopin to catch me slumberI wonder; how many are hopin to take me under?NARC`s and Feds, throwin darts at my headSome new cats tryin to make me part with my breadNow I`m in a zone worse than Nino in Sugar HillNow I`m all alone, the piper wants me to foot the billNow I`m facin the judge, my name on a folderIn jail for life, my hustlin days are over{*"If you ain`t real about it, don`t talk"* -> Baby Thad}[Chorus]{*"If you ain`t real about it, don`t talk"* -> Baby Thad}[Donell Jones]Oh yeahYeah yeah yeah, uhhUhh.. ooohoooohwooooohhhGet the paper, get the doughCause I`m hustlinGotta get the paper, get the doughCause I`m hustlinAnd I`m a hustlerAnd I`m a baller, yeahI pack plenty of steelSo all the player haters stay, off my nutswhile we handlin businessOh yeah, ohooooohhhhhohhhhhhMmmmmmm ohhh ohhh, oh yeahIf you`re with me, throw your guns in the airWhoahoahaohohhhhohhhhhh, ohhh yeah

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