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Hustle Is A Way Of Life (Black Knights)

Yo, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh Straight hustlin', bubblin' My niggas, all my bitches, the fuck Hustle on, fuckin' hustle on *same time as chorus* Hustle just to eat, we all are in need of, some paper, so we Hustle is a way of life No matter what ya hustle is, make sure ya hustle right Curb servin' workin' 9-5, I find ya shootin' dice Get paid, gettin' paid, just to avoid the strugglin' strain Hustle is a way of life No matter what ya hustle is, make sure ya pockets right Curb servin' workin' 9-5, I find ya shootin' dice Get paid, gettin' paid, just to avoid the strugglin' strain All my niggas get ya hustle on Bubble on, til ya money's long Time waits for no one and I'm tired of strugglin' I need chips, my baby need new clothes and new kicks And daddy need big houses and new whips, I can't slip I gotta come up so I hustle from night to sun up Whether it's writin' these rhymes or duckin' one time I stay on the grind, who can knock me? For tryin' to eat, cuz starvin' is for the weak And ain't shit sweet in these streets, you can't be lookin' for no handouts Fuck around and you be waitin' wit ya hands out, cold broke and stressed out No dough to stretch out, no smoke to let out 'Fo' I go broke, I'm runnin' in the bank wit the tech out Like where the money at, no time, for no funny acts Because this Tec'll hit you where ya actin' funny at So where's the loot, don't make me shoot, we just soldiers On high pursuit, mashin' for the money, get ya paper Hustle is my way of life That's why I'm on the block, posted up, gettin' right Through the struggle, there's hustle, the juggle, tryin' bubble That's why I maintain and keep sane and don't stumble Shootin' dice, hittin' licks to make my chips double That's how I live, my whole lifestyle's major trouble The things I go through, day in and day out Make me say, fuck it, change and do a new route But why change now, these my means to survive I'm tryin' to stay alive, that's why I slang dope Get high and write the street rhymes Duck from the cops cuz the jakes ain't shit They harass a nigga ass for every dollar I get And every case that I got, that's a dollar that's spent But I'mma stay on the grind, til I stack up my chips Hustle heavily, ghetto all-star, hood celebrity My destiny, filthy rich, another street legacy Manifested, competition, pockets left anorexic Some niggas dirty mack, them haters be the first to catch it Streets got my brain infected, expect the unexpected My niggas run in reckless type to make ya run ya necklace I puff a blunt for breakfast, and brainstorm on different ways to get paid You give it up or get sprayed Iron brigade, hustle for gold, hustle for souls, hustle for dough Hustle for clothes cuz a hustler knows How to walk, how to talk, grind harder than Tony Hawk On a front-line, dodgin' one time, under the sunshine