Hell 4 A Hustler Lyrics - Outlawz

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Get on yo' knees nigga
Get on yo' knees and pray

Huh increase the doses bustin whoever closest
Thug livin hell or prison never losin my focus
I'm makin money moves manditory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz we rushin and still bustin
Til the cops come runnin duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin my gun homeboy the motherfuckin villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers but now legit list
So i laugh til i cry when the law come get me
No baby momma drama nigga miss me why plant seeds
In a dirty xxxxx waitin to trick me not the life for me
Livin carefree til i'm buried - and if they dare me
I'm bustin on niggaz until they scurry i'm clearly
A man of military means in my artillery
Watchin over me through every murder scene
From adolescence to my early teens thought we was gonna die
Sellin dope to all the fiends at times i wanna cry
And still we try to change the past in vain
Never knowin if this game'll last feelin ashamed
Of cocaine the product of the devil am i sellin my soul?
Got tired of small time livin niggaz tellin me no
I got mine xxxx them other suckers that's the mentality
Jealous-ass bustaz make it hell for us

Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler
Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler

Now in these last days and times i takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness
If i fail then i suffer bein broke is hell 4 a hustler
So i stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might i can muster
Since a youngster been money hungry moved in
One's five's and ten's was funny money
So i sets my sights bigger four figures or mo'
Real nigga fo' sho' out in the cold for dough
What you thought? war is war lost homies in plenty battles
Last two years shed plenty tears and i'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you slippin you soft niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot we on the same xxxx that got us here

Yo to every step i take every foul i make
Every jail i break every mill' i ate
Head to head whoever hustle hardest
On the block duckin charges nigga xxxx the sergeant
He got a job all my bottles got a pinch of coke
Listen tho' i'm missin dough i gotta gather mo'
Hell naw dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my young thugs in jail in jerz
They made it hell 4 a hustler i bails high as xxxx son
Dyin luck none supply us with much guns
I buck one just to let you know that i can touch ya
Slangin cracks or raps still hell 4 a hustler

Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler
Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler

No insanity plea for me i ride the beef til i burn
Censor me and void your kids from the lessons i've learned
And in turn i'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social
Niggaz shakin like they caught the holy ghost when i approach em
Try to politic before i smoke em like sun zu
Niggaz do unto these snitches before it's done to you
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin for my dogs in the mornin
And if i die by a slug the death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggaz mourn me? gettin blowed out
High watch me murder the bird before he testify
Strikes walkin close to my third i live a trouble life
And if you dream be a part of my team
From long beach to queens drug dealers to ex-fiends
Keep yo' eyes on the prize nigga watch for bustaz
Either heaven or jail it's still hell 4 a hustler

Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler
Lord help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me i was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta make it hell 4 a hustler

This is how we ride
Not knowin if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the side
In case of drama i'm the first to break wild til they all die
This is how we ride
Not knowin if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin with my motherfuckin guns on the side
In case of drama i'm the first to break wild
Until they all die outlaw
Yes (change my ways) yes
The black jesuz guide us through this
Weary weary weary weary
Only god can save us
Nuttin but boss players
Outlawz and thugs

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