C-Murder Hustlin' Lyrics

[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, hustlin
Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ohh
Hustlin,hustle
Tryin' 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 n____ went from weed to guns
my cousins a dope dealer now it's c__e & funds
now with the money comes b____es & with the feds comes snitches
I'm just a lil' n____ tryin' to go from rags to riches
Cause in the ghetto n____s like to flip fo' & a half
the projects is home but the ghetto's my lab
n____s scream third ward n____ we ready to ride
n____s say f___ No Limit then we ready to die
n____ fo' fives & nines we hold them high
Lil' n____s whoop whoop hide them pies
Cause if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense
An if yo hustle ain't tight n____ you'll end up in the pen

Chorus (2X)

[Krazy]
What if these m________in' project bricks could talk
Would they tell what goes on n____ after dark
Bullets spark young homies gettin' blasted
Sixteen in a m____fuckin' casket the games drastic
Live my life wit my thug soldiers gettin' high
Mixin' Hennessy & weed b____ it's do or die
When we ride to yo area
Tell yo family find where they can bury ya
My dawgs carry ah AK's & ski masks
If you got ki's then yo n____s better hind yo a__
We blast like dope fiends roamin' the block
No matter how many n____s get popped drugs'll never stop believe dat

Chorus (2X)

[C-Murder]
(check this out playa)
Now picture me a TRU n____ thugged out hustlin' hard
I hope you n____s understand I could never be soft
Cause mentally I'm capable of over comin' the worst
I'm havin' flashes picture me in ashes & dirt
On a T-shirt a memory a thought of the past
I lost my brother to a m____fuckin' gun blast
I a___yze every n____ watch his moves look in his eyes
Cause you can never tell
Predicted dead or in jail n____
Now tell me what you see
Cause life's so hard for a Callio n____ like me ya dig
Cause I'm gonna hustle til' I'm gone
Hit the highway & play again it's on in the ghetto

Chorus (2X)

[C-Murder]
TRU Records, TRU Records huh brah
On top we never flop ya dig non stop the billboard spot
Whatshappn' own records representin' the millenium (yaheard)
For the 2g (yaheard) still I ride what's up Ke'noe n____
what's up to all my n____s out there (huh brah)
The Young Guns,CP3, New 9(New 9) whatshappn' Magic,
Peaches whatshappn' what's up Krazy n____
Suge what's up chillin' keep it real n____

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