Chino Grande - Hustler Music lyrics

[Verse 1: Midget Loco] See I Hustle Pulls Some Muscle On The Streets Of Los PCP Dipped In Frios With My Homeboy Rascal (Whats Up Rascal) Serving Juice On The Daily Just To Get Me By Till The Homie Got Busted On A 3 Year Rock (f** That) What's Good In The Hood We Were Drunk As f** Still Smoking Sherm Sticks Zombied Out And Stuck Spray Paying On The Walls With The Big Ass Blocks Base heads Giving Casco Just To Smoke That Rock Hustling Doing Things That We Should Not Do Midget Loco From The Varr I'm A Got Damn Fool Old School, Payed My Dues But I Kept It True First Flats Be My Varrio Where You Feel One Them Blues But We Slang And We Bang With A Different Shirt Same Pants, Bald Head But We Putting In Work (Orraa) The OGs In The Game Had To Hustle For Fame But That's Life In The Heights Homie I Ain't Playing [Hook: Chino Grande] We Got That Hustler Music All Them Hustlers Do it To Patrolling Through The Varrio Let's Chop And Screw It It's An Everyday Thang Just Me And My Boys Cappin Toys, Makin Noise Let'n Them Bullets Deploy We Got That Hustler Music All Them Hustlers Do it Synchronize In These Streets Anybody Can Ruin That's The Life That We Live Than We Hustle To Ball Semi-Automatic Weapons Leave Your Face On The Wall [Verse 2: Jasper Loco] Gee I was Broke With Them Roaches And Rats Catch You Spittin Fiction While I'm Spttin The Facts (Hell Yeah) Fools Be Slanging CDs While I'm Slanging That Crack (Crack) And They Say My Hood Drama I'm Bringing it Best (Laughs) I Got Some sh** On My Chest That I Gotta Confess At 13 Years Old Yes, My Life was A Mess At 13 Years Old Caught The Zone Of The Stress I Got The Funds Got a Gun And Never Left It To Rest Because I Come From the Bottom But Climb The Top (f** The Top Homie) Yeah I Made A Little Cash But The Grind Never Stopped 36 Zips Break Em Down To Nickles And Dimes Numb From The Dope Fumes Burning My Eyes It was The Struggle Turn A Penny To Twenty Twenty To Forty Turn That Forty To Eighty b**hes Are Crazy Thinking That They Can Play Me (f** That) Matter Fact Hoe I'll Let You Swallow My Babies [Hook: Chino Grande] [Verse 3: Fiesty 2 Guns] I Started As A Struggler I'm Coming From The Gutter Holmes Grew in To A Hustla Slanging Out My Mother's Home I Served The Hopeless My Lyrics Are Ferocious They Showed Enough To Rose While My Bullets Cause Commotion Smoke Out In The Back With The k**as And Soldiers While My Sister is In The kitchen Mixing In The Baking Soda Paranoid From the Voices That Ain't Even There I'm Shooting At The Shadows Hear The Rings In My Ears Disappearing in The Night With My Eyes Open Wide I Put Protection From A Weapon Stronger Clached To my Side With The Strength in My Army You Got Me Swarming These Streets There Ain't No Warning For my Enemies I'm Holding The Heat As I'm Trippen On The Wickedness I'm Slipping In The Darkness Emitted By The Harness Still Aiming For My Targets I Started As A Child Than I Blossomed To A k**a Had My Hood Sowed Up The Reamer Street Drug Dealer [Hook: Chino Grande]