Hustler Remix Featuring John Cena E40 And Chingo Bling Lyrics - Murs

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[murs]
9th it's the remix right?
So what we gon' do is
Further define the term "hustling" cause
These fools on the radio got people thinkin
You gotta sell dope or be a killer or somethin but
You could be in traffic right now
On your way to school or on your way from work
You could be flippin burgers doin corp mergers
You still a motherfuckin hustler let's go

A lot of people castin shade on the classic that we made but
Say what you say we just ask to get paid
And i might get laid if the remix gets played
So throw this on the radio like 50 times a day
I got my dude from the yay and my boy from h-town
Goin hard in the paint with my man from smackdown
And you gotta back down cause the grind don't cease
While dudes likes {*edit*} is hard to find in the streets
I hustle like the homey fo-five rest in peace
While you bark a lot about your glock never had to walk the walk
You ain't a gangster homeboy just a dude who likes to talk a lot
That's why you got your chain snatched in a roscoe's parking lot
In the m-i-d c-i-t-y
One verse'll melt the ice on your favorite rap guy
No jacob on my wrist cause that's not what i'm about
But i will find time to knock your favorite rapper out
And i'm a

[chorus 2x: murs]
H-u-s-t-l-e hustler
You'll never find a dime that ain't mine xxxxxxxxxxxx
Goal not to be broken have to stroll like a sucker
So pay me what you owe me and don't play with me homey

[e-40]
Huh check it out
E-40-water ain't gon' give it to you late (late)
E-40-water gon' give it to you straight way before 1988 (8)
I used to quarterback weight (weight)
Did whatever it had to take to put out my first tape (tape)
Tryin to outsmart the boys in blue
Never knew how much i made (made)
I used to throw 'em off with my glasses and my hi-top fade (fade)
But i never pedalled woofy just that a-1 yo-yo mayne (mayne)
That's off my cocoa leaf (leaf)
Stapler in my du-duh-du-duhs hubbles between my booty cheeks
The same old clothes for weeks (weeks) gritty and sabalosa
A turfed out xxxxxxxxxxxx in a granada smoker roper (roper)
Sippin on king cobra (cobra) bankroll full of huns (huns)
Fluffin that public enemy "mi uzi weighs a ton"
(ton) oooh and it was off to the hood (hood)
Local boy from vallejo that player done made it good! (good)
And i wish a sucker would try to knock my hustle (hustle)
Fuck these xxxxxxxxxxxxx i was brought up in the struggle!

[chorus]

[chingo bling]
Chingo bling the boss i could never get a layoff
America would shutdown if mexicans took the day off
Freeways construction keys and nines bustin
Playboy we hustlin end of discussion
One tamale dos tamales tres tamales 4
When chingo needs some money he'll be kickin down your door
This is for my slangers and hustlers in wranglers and rustlers
We bangin on busters no justice just us
Definition of the hustle is mind over muscle
Chingo bling be "tango & cash" like kurt russell
Bootleggers lovin chingo cause my xxxx really sells
If they was bootleggin you they could barely pay the bills
Streets askin ju got heart ju dudes is pop tart
One good lick you get knocked out the pop charts
That's why i grind from the ground up
They see me nowadays i be bling blowed up ching bling

[chorus]

[john cena]
Yo murs this john cena from the wwe
Fillin you in on a different struggle
The struggle that takes place in four corners y'know
And it go like this
You think it's all fun and games but this xxxx is no joke
The type of stage where the millionaires be cuttin ya throat
They move quick but i'm quicker cen' stiffer than straight liquor
You fall by the wayside i ain't gon' lay wit'cha
Born to keep movin provin 'em wrong
A straight hustler stay true to the song
In the street they shot heat to try to settle a beef
In the squared circle you feel the metal to teeth
Plus everybody lovin you when you feedin 'em steak?
You fall off you look around you'll be seein who fake
A true hustler fall on his face and keep risin
So just when they counted me out i surprised 'em
Fuck a dollar out of 15 cents when i be clockin in
My punch card make money appear out of oxygen
As long as i'm breathin my pockets will swell
And john cena's the kid that go through hell for a cell what?

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