Trife Da God - Hustle Hard lyrics

[Intro: movie sample (Kryme Life) {Trife Da God}] A n***a like me, man, I love the game, I love the hustle, man I be feeling like one of them ball playing n***as, you know? A Bird, a Magic, or something, yeah, you know a n***a got dough A n***a can leave the league, but if I leave The fans still gonna love me, man? I get love out here, I done sold coke on these streets, man Hash, weed, h**n, as long as n***as is feeling it A n***a like me can hustle it, that's my gift in life, A You know? Funny man, you a hustling muthaf**er, man (Uh, I heard it was rocking out here, where the dough at, man?) {You know how what it is} (These n***as out here, yeah, they got the move straight up) {Aiyo, next fiend that come thru, I'm tackling them, I don't give a f**} (What the f** you looking at man?) {I need like five sales in a row, man Y'all n***as fall back} (What the hell my n***as at, man, straight up and down man We ain't playing out here) {I'm out here, right now, man Everything is me, when I'm out here, man} (Take a break or get broke) [Hook 4X: 50 Cent sample "Places to Go"] Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that p**y, holla back! [Trife Da God] We hustle hard in the city of Gods With dedicated dealers, take this sh** for a serious job Thugs with hideous scars, bag the prettiest broads And teach 'em how to move coke in they panties and bra's My pops stayed on the hustle cause the family was large No fancy cars, no shrimp scampi or caviar Just a cold plate of agony mixed with a harsh reality f** a donation, we started our own charities We had to hustle, we ain't caking like Russell So if you live how we live, you can relate to the struggle Me and my n***as running wild like some apes in the jungle Paper chasing, serving fiends, at the gate when they come through This one's for all my Newport slingers, dope heads that'll chew off fingers Just to shoot that thing up, get on ya grind Cause while your getting yours, I'm getting mines If you need some tips on how to hustle, drop me a line [Hook 4X w/ ad-libs] [Trife Da God] Hustle hard, that's the only way a n***a know how Been grinding most of my life, and I ain't gon' stop now Growing up, I remember them days, slinging that beige Pumping trays on the first of the month, n***as was paid I learned the tricks of the trade, with the flip or the save When you bag up, wear rubber gloves and clean off the blade I used to watch my older brother carve stones at the table And my moms home, it was new to my 'view', like Star Jones In and out of buildings, lamping in halls with eight balls Way before they had the cameras installed That was 9-7, when Biggie Smalls gave us the script The Ten Crack Commandments on how to manage your bricks Shopping bags, popping tags, with the brand new in sh** No more hand-me-down rags, my appearance was dipped I'm on my grind like coffee beans, I'm gon' sale Worldwide I got fiends on line like AOL [Hook 4X w/ ad-libs]