Krayzie Bone - Hard Time Hustlin' Lyrics

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We hard time hard time hustlin' hustlin'

We hard time hard time hustlin' hustlin'

We hard time hard time hustlin' hustlin'

We hard time hard time hustlin' hustlin'

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

My world is crumblin' time is hard they were before

But oh my God mama mad at pops 'cause he ain't workin'

But today she lost her job now what in the fuck

Is we suppose to do? We on our last loaf of bread

Got cereal but no milk Kool-Aid no sugar what the hell?

And here come Mr. Bill collector beatin' down our door for dough

Mama say when they come knockin'

Y'all don't say nothin' shh get on the floor

Kind of hard to see at night

In a house when it ain't got no lights and shit

No gas or water had to borrow H20 from my relative

Man it feels like I ain't even here

I'm ready to get up and get all my own

But I got three more fuckin' years

Nigga 15 with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto

But the devil won't settle fuckin' up my levels he won't let go

I'm livin' to die it seems I just can't win

Now I'm high but I'm stoppin' to realize I drunk this whole fifth of Gin

(Nigga damn)

I'm 17 and drinkin' like I'm grown up

I got some problems plus I need some money

And it's really all because

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

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Juvenile nigga done strugglin' hustlin' strugglin' like I want it

Then fuck school right now I'm hungry

And I can't eat that damn diploma

But on this corner I can eat everyday all I gotta do is slang this yay

Nigga if business keep going this way me

And my family is fin to be straight

I'm glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me

Bought me a double up now it's all about comin' up

I'ma pay ya back next week repeat

Took my ass straight to the block with hand full of rocks

Y'all and it's my first time I'm lowin' watchin' for cop cars

By the end of the night a nigga sold all the rocks

I'm trippin' out lookin' at all the dough I got

I shoulda been came a sold the block and locked it

Made me some profits so nigga tonight

My people gonna be eatin' on lobster

Hate to say it but I think these streets done really created a monster

'Cause now that I see how quick I can come about breakin' the law

Why in the hell is you steady tellin' me to go and get a job?

Fuck that nigga this my thing right now I know

I'm walkin' home happy smilin' and I ain't even thinkin' about

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

Business was boomin' so a nigga assuming I could do some improving

Like new jewels clothes shoes Cadillac Coupe I'm out here doin' it

Got me a cold ass broad and that's something I never had

But I'm never mad 'cause I done snagged one bad

One with my young ass once I turned 18 it was on

But my brother started writing home tellin' me to leave this shit alone

I say what? Nigga he don't know that I'm too deep in this

I'm livin' and breathin' the street shit

And if I don't play the crook you ain't gonna have shit on your books

Look gimme a minute I'll chill in a minute I promise I will

As soon as I finished this last load I'ma drop the dice after this last roll

Little did he know I got no intentions on leavin' this shit here

I'm feelin' to get rich here

When you get out you'll have some shit here if you still care

Made enough money to move my moms and pops to a new pad

They was suspicious but they ain't trippin'

'Cause this more shit than we ever had

But shit went bad six in the morning

Crashing through my door was the Feds

And they want that bread we want you and I'm like ooh shit

Shoulda listened to my brother huh? But I'm like fuck it now

Mama got to buggin' out when them po po got to cuffin' pops

Now I'm in the courtroom when that asked me how I plea

I tell the judge straight up I've been havin' problems

And it's all because

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

Mama been laid off she ain't workin' no mo'

Papa been laid off he say things done got slow

My brother's been laid off he been locked down

For more than two years now

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