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Correct Hustlin' Daze Lyrics
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If you ain't real about it, don't talk If you ain't real about it, don't talk It's ninety degrees on the corner in the summer heat Dreamin' of beach houses, mad ladies and Hummer jeeps Got another beep now it's time to watch a brother creep And pull another scam, not yet the man but the brother's deep Ain't tryin' to stay in this life for too long You tellin' me that I'm bound to lose but you wrong I'm too strong, plus me and my team's got a true bond I'll stay in these streets, you stay in the house where you belong Yo who's wrong, you never had to live in my shoes And my view's, that every second is vital The way I see nigga's the way I G it A raw ghetto entrepreneur, yeah, I be it Not as glamorous, as the gangster flicks I'll show you some gangster chicks that hold me down we get rich And get this, bet this, I'm after payola The loot, the paper, till my hustlin' days are over I'm a hustler, a hustler Gotta get the dough to win And I'm a baller yeah, baller Shot caller I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel For niggaz that wanna be actin' ill All the player haters stay off my nuts While I'm handlin' business Illegal business, I need to invest in somethin' legit This money's comin' too quick, I copped a house and two whips Who switched it, not me, I'm keepin' it real Keepin' the steel while the envious watch hungry, I'm eatin' my meal Late nights, there ain't no time for stage frights This ain't fiction, it's my mission to get paid alright? No need to speak about greed, long as I'm feedin' my seed Then I'm completin' the deed, so I'm keepin' this cheese High-priced lawyers, I'm too nice for ya Never touchin' the work no more, too precise for ya Controllin' the town, holdin' it down I'm the Master Allah now, I'm showin' you style I go in your file, and make you hard to locate Delete all your data don't disregard your fate I'll off you then I'm off with a honey like suave bola Shit I'm livin' this life, till my hustlin' days are over I'm a hustler, a hustler Gotta get the dough to win And I'm a baller yeah, baller Shot caller I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel For niggaz that wanna be actin' ill All the player haters stay off my nuts While I'm handlin' business Bouncin' in and out of town, hope I don't step out of bounds Chicks love to crowd around 'cause of my rep, how that sound? Enemies are growin' in numbers, hopin' to catch me slumber I wonder how many are hopin' to take me under? Narc's and Feds, throwin' darts at my head Some new cats tryin' to make me part with my bread Now I'm in a zone worse than Nino in Sugar Hill Now I'm all alone, the piper wants me to foot the bill Now I'm facin' the judge, my name on a folder In jail for life, my hustlin' days are over If you ain't real about it, don't talk I'm a hustler, a hustler Gotta get the dough to win And I'm a baller yeah, baller Shot caller I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel For niggaz that wanna be actin' ill All the player haters stay off my nuts While I'm handlin' business If you ain't real about it, don't talk If you ain't real about it, don't talk If you ain't real about it Get the paper, get the dough 'Cause I'm hustlin' If you ain't real about it, don't talk Gotta get the paper, get the dough 'Cause I'm hustlin' If you ain't real about it, don't talk And I'm a hustler If you ain't real about it And I'm a baller, yeah If you ain't real about it, don't talk I pack plenty of steel If you ain't real about it So all the player haters stay off my nuts While we handlin' business, oh yeah If you ain't real about it, don't talk If you ain't real about it If you're with me, throw your guns in the air If you ain't real about it, don't talk
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