I`m Gonna Hustle

C-Murder:<br>Nigga even though I`m on top of the world right now <br>I`m shining, getting my shine on, check this out <br>I`m gonna hustle till I`m dead and gone nigga<br>Don`t never let up, don`t never let up, you heard me?<br><br>Chorus: (x2)<br>I`m hustle till I`m dead and gone<br>I got my mind on my money and my hand on my 9 nigga<br><br>C-Murder:<br>I went from selling coke to selling tapes in stores <br>I`m stealing Monte Carlos, driving out show room floors<br>Now uh, I`ve been a thug since I was born <br>I used to hide on the step when my pops cut up heron<br>A lower class motherfucker never had nothing<br>I watched my brother kill a man and never say nothing<br>I walk with eyes on the back of my head<br>Cause in the projects a lot of young niggas wind up dead<br>I only roll with TRU niggas and G`s<br>Like Big Ed and Snoop, I want to kill all my enemies <br>Now why the Fed`s analyzing my words<br>Since my last court release I ain`t never touch another bird<br>I tell a judge, fuck a violation<br>I ain`t got ten years, nigga I`m trying to rock a whole world<br>I want to be like P and Bone nigga<br>Cause I`m gonna hustle until I`m dead and gone nigga<br><br>Chorus x2<br><br>Big Ed:<br>The early 90`s standing on the block slangin` them rocks<br>A little bad ass nigga running from the cops<br>We used to drive our Z`s to the jungle, fun as ever<br>My neighborhood trained me to be a killer<br>Big nigga, maintained in the dope game <br>Slangin bundles of weed, heron, and cocaine <br>The game is in my vain, you can`t stop me nigga<br>Over time I got hypnotized by pulling triggers<br>Dying to be the big wheeler, cat peeler, big rap star<br>They had the finest hoes, clothes, and fastest cars<br>Me, Silkk, P, and C been hustling for years<br>Binded by blood and tattoo tears<br>Rap game gon` never change, my hustle ready to tussle<br>You talk too much shit, we slapping niggas with mussels <br>Tank use it`s muscle, so can`t stop the tidal wave<br>Hit the Billboard, y`all can sweat, rain<br><br>Chorus x2<br><br>Full Blooded: <br>My niggas trying to maintain in the streets<br>My bloodline hounding on all four, trying to get up on the seat<br>Fuck a police sweating a nigga trying to shut down a call<br>But it`s my hounds turn to ball<br>We hit the streets with them choppers and the fash, <br>Hound out a finch, took them knees with a pocket full of cash<br>Got the do`s in the dash ???<br>Fuck it, get a new one, live for cash<br>Better yet, let em die whole blooded<br>He that cat that the third block flocking fifteen hundred <br>All my soldiers and my hounds start counting potatoes <br>From the thought of big Q all down ???<br>These demons done counted them out<br>And this motherfucking game try to hit, fly out like a falcon<br><br>Chorus x4