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Correct Hustla, Hustle Hard Lyrics
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Hustla, hustle hard Hustle, hustle hard tonight x4 Brother, hustle hard Caz we gonna die tonight x2 Brother, hustle hard Caz they have no mercy for us x2 Let all enemies die Make 'em say goodbye That's their last struggle Make 'em know where's power Our ghetto approves arrogance But when we see friend's death Snitches skulk behind stranger's back And they go to police station Calling you a rat Tell everything bout ya tactic That's why you are a pawn on the chessboard Then news show us Like 'ill blood with big hearts' Enough to make a cat laugh Especially, when you lose ya start Look how you're crushed It seems ya got nothing to regret I'll fight tooth and nail See my triumph at the end With some excess Get ya disrespect back My nightmare comes And I must hunt These're my hours Call me a stalker after dark I will obtain 100 percents Next level of my counsel When you rest I have reason to chase Though I blot out last trouble And my haters utter fiasco My ego advices to develop new rifle Ambush makes a heart pound I'm trying to kill my fright At every turn I doubt It happens when you tremble like a child But when you become confident Chorus Everything will go wrong How can you see thru us all? What induce you of being strong? Start with little then make it upward My hands have remote control Look after dolls in theatre of war As do it a drug lord It's a majority code Streets produce laws But only one decides to destroy Fortunately, we have an antidote Dictator's dreams may evaporate When we get rid of old kingdom Somebody will slaughter Two birds with one stone That's the order Come on, let's go If you have servant's thoughts You'll never be a master of ya flow It certainly kills ur goats Even at once don't obey the outer world Learn by ur faults You were born not to bow Disagree with herd's notion Can anything purify ur soul It's like vital wound 2 bullets and you go to heaven soon You still think justice exists It has disappeared When investigator didn't find evidence Yeah, it sounds hilarious The truth tastes bitter Chorus We suppose everything bad behind us But every bullet has it's killer When you let me down I lost my fear You left me bleedin' on the sidewalk Of course, career was higher than ur colleague You don't care what I say Maybe it helped me forget all limit You only wanted to be a winner Ur charge is vivid Made-up prize for a stinker This award is miserable You won't avoid this injury Caz we're dying for silence When judge in court call us criminals Though we only scrape a living Chorus
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