Kurupt - Hustlin lyrics

[Kurupt] Yeah, n***a, n***a No disrespect to you East coast The West coast we got heat too We gon' keep it real G'd up (Y.A., Tri, Lil' Kurupt) [Verse One] Okay, if I don't make it rappin it's back to jackin Back to the click-clackin and the khaki jackets I'm a rider, dat's why I got that tat And a provider, jazz got a lot I ain't had I'm a survivor, screwdriver, cracked steering column Every event, book bag, gat at the bottom I'm convinced, that my common sense intensify Now I'm convinced it's, hoppin over fences [Hook: patois speaker - best guess] Six in de mornin you know they kyan't find no mo-ney, mo-ney {?} get money haffi feed my whole fami-ly, fami-ly It was because I load 'n buck gyal you know she a scared for me, for me Because the tussle an' the hustle an' it rough and {?} to be me, be me [Kurupt] Pistol's my specialty, and uh I'm a gangster, my specialy, and uh Fire I let it fly and toss, and uh I'm a boss molotovs get tossed, and uh Hey girl, what the f**'s the deal? And uh You want the fake girl, or you want the real? And uh Sixty-four Chevy's all on D's, and uh Overdosin to West coast MC's, and uh And you be thinkin you got me but you ain't got a thang n***as claimin they bangin but they don't really bang Since I {?} opposition position switch the game Pistols whistle while missiles'll chip a n***as frame [Hook] [Verse Three] I'm a pistol popper, 88 candy-painted Cadillac dropper Tanqueray and vodka One-nine or thirty-eight, tec and a chopper Infrared hollow pointed tucked in my boxers I'ma keep it gangster y'all, f** what the rest say Keep a lot of dope and coke, like an ese So please pay attention, this street sh** is serious My n***as leave you bleedin like b**hes on they periods Contact your label, bring your best artists-es n***a we started this, verbally retarded sh** Entourage rider, we eatin Budweiser Throw away thirty-eight, brand new fo'-fiver [Hook] [Kurupt] (The hustlin is hard) Break 'em down n***a (It get rougher in my yard) Gotti, n***a what (We say the hustlin is hard) Please let's roll these s**ers (It get rough and get it tough in my yard) [patois speaker ad lib to end]