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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Silkk kick some

I'll be to

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Fool, why you live you live

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

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

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