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Damn, these niggas ain't with that shit there man
Check out

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See I'm a g on the grind
Don't give a damn if I don't go to
Us g's live bad on the
I gotta hustle hard cause a gotta eat

Cause nobody ever gave me nothin' but a hard
Two strikes on my and a scared mind

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So I'm crazy, by miss daisy
Sellin' dope to all these and killin' babies
I it's sad but I gotta pay the bills
Who gives a fuck about me jack or

You know p, man you right
Cause if I live to see twenty-one, I lived a long-life

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And the p change
Call me mr. rogers or the dope-man
Still hustlin' hard, in-and-out of
Mama's bad boy, tryin' to run that ant
Some bad cards dealt
My auntie marie told my that I'll probably get my cap peeled
And I don't give a
Still to make a dollar fifteen cent out that ice cream truck

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Cause I'm a hustla, that's hustlas do
baby why you wanna live that life
Cause I'm a hustla, what hustlas do
Listen baby you know you ain't livin'
Cause I'm a hustla, that's hustlas do
baby

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Silkk kick some

I'll be to

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Fool, why you live you live

Cause I to
I be leavin' the house, I be lyin' to my chick
Tell her I'll be home, cause I don't want cryin' shit
I wish I could tell her everything be alright
But if the man let me make it tomorrow, I'll be that night
And when she hear shots she me
Havin' nightmares that a nigga's pushin' up
Because I'm hangin' these killas
She's always tellin' me not to hang with my tru

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Young brother in the hood lose his
Who a damn, just another ghetto life
Blame it on this rap shit that I
What these hoovies or this fucked up government
You didn't bush when he bombed iraq
Or when he ? ? ? for sellin' that crack
And it's sad to see a cry
It took the beatin' of rodney
Hit dollars to realize
That life in the ghetto shit
And oj wouldn't be on if it wasn't a white bitch
I kick the real, alot of people don't know the deal
They wanted to beat tyson and tupac before went to jail
And it's sad to see this
Stars like michael on trial now what's really happenin'
And ? ? ? be a joke
Anita hille, clarence now what's up folks
And no models to look up to
That's why niggas form gangs and die for colors red and blue
A child without a father figure
I'm not 1, but just another young nigga
Tryin' to hustle on the grind, make a loaf of
Even though these chances gonna take me to my grave

Why you live that life, I'm missing you baby
You know you ain't livin'
It ain't no limit to these tru niggas
Why you wanna that life, I'm missing you baby
You you ain't livin' right