hustler nigga, you know how to get you some mo' Just tighten up yo' circle and surveillance your spot If you catch a nigga touchin' somethin', he gettin' got Now carry on
new cars and shit Palm trees feelin good nigga we love this shit Watchin ducks nigga bucks, but hold up bitch [Chorus 2X: Juvenile] Let me get my hustle on
Übersetzung: Jugendlich. Get Your Hustle On.
got no plans on leaving till I get even Salt and pepper, nigga I'm seasoned for any reason The day you want something with Juve, come on and see him My
with the chopper or get chopped trust that I'm drop or get dropped I bust back Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get flopped
to the streets Chalk line white sheet regular we see it Less fortunate get treated like sum refugees But don't get fed up keep ya head up stay on yuh
rough And I ain?t no punk here You flinch your face and get your face fixed Face lift, credit get cut up, you get your face ripped Then bust your shit
put your drink down and report to the dance floor immediately All the bustas we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit It's about to get real
: (feat. Juvenile) [Jay-Z] Bounce Uhhh, ha, uhhh, ha Uhhh, uh-huh-uh-uhhh, uhh, uh-huh This for my hustlers.. uh-huh And for the bitches.. yeah Yo,
to the Bahamas, The snipers on your scalp and I'm a killa so I snatch it, Bailey's and St. Ide's on every Sunday that's my habit, Gonna get you singin
t have a dollar in my pocket Now I'm watching stocks like whats the options Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh How life's changed I remember hustlin' Tryin' to get
t let your emotions over power your intelligent Refuse to give up, your mistakes will define you Down dictate where you headin', then remind you That time keeps tickin', let your
that game Why ya trying to run me over, like I?m trying to snatch ya corner In these streets gotta get your grind on All day long gotta grind get ya hustle on
penetentary style Quick sharp and straight to the neck I'm heavy on your chest I'm all up in your life Like stress The coast that resides to your left
Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on bring the heat. Xzibit Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain stuck with a thousand street hustlers down on
hot, nigga my block burn My block on fire, nigga what about yours? Nigga my block hot, nigga my block burn My block on fire, nigga what about yours? The
that action Slash a busta like a fraction I'm on that yolla Standin' on tha corner with one sleeve over my shoulder Ride on your block, I see a dozen
