| I’ve been hustlin
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| From dusk till dawn
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| I’ve been hustlin
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| For so long
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| I’m the hungry hustla afroman i recycle cardboard, beer bottles, and cans
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| Food stamps, bust token plus G.R. |
| checks, underground rap tapes tryin to
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| Get on deck
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| Hit the rap contest sellin weed on stage
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| Go to work for the man for minimum wage
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| Slave hard, grave yard, every day get scard
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| Airport, fast food, security gaurd
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| Slangin rocks all day
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| Let my beeper just beep
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| Go to work go high, go strait to sleep
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| Wake up, bake up, then punch them clocks
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| Swerve them blocks, serve them rocks
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| Workin at the airport with Jivonni and Kid
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| Slangin everything the airport bring in
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| Cook crack sip yak stack cheese
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| Walk around sell my own cd’s
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| I’ve been hustlin (24−7, 365)
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| From dusk till dawn (all my life just tryna survive)
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| I’ve been hustlin (food stamps bus token plus G.R. check
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| For so long (underground rap tapes tryna get on deck)
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| I’ve been Hustlin Dusk till dawn (swerve them rocks)
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| I’ve been hustlin
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| For so long
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| Ghetto resident everyday get bent
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| With the 2 tall cans for 89 cent
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| Get money get fame get women get props
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| Chillin kick it with my homies rippin rocks from the cops
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| Walk slow around the corner then dash hall ass
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| If you run, run fast cus the cops might blast
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| Run, Shake, Break, bail
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| Might as well cus it’s hell in the county jail
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| Cut to the left (left) Cut to the right (right)
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| Run up in the house shut the door goodnight
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| Come back out bout 20 minutes later
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| Braggin to the homies how i shook that hater
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| Start back hangin start back slangin
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| Rappin, sangin, system bangin
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| Ain’t got no job ain’t got no credit
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| But whatever you need i’ll get it
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| I’ve been hustlin (24−7, 365)
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| From dusk till dawn (all my life just tryna survive)
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| I’ve been hustlin (food stamps bus token plus G.R. check
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| For so long (underground rap tapes tryna get on deck)
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| I’ve been Hustlin Dusk till dawn (swerve them rocks)
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| I’ve been hustlin
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| For so long
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| Afro motha fuckin M A N
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| Tryna go to the top
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| Not the federal pen
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| But i’m in the ghetto
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| My problems won’t let me go
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| Untill i go get some dough
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| Only legal things
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| I can do for snaps
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| Is program beats
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| And bust husla raps
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| Made my first cd started slanging it
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| The boys in the hood started bangin it
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| But i couldn’t get rich on my side of town
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| So i jumped in the cadilac and moved around
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| To the?? |
| Slathlaswane? |
| ??Kathaswalne?
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| Even goddinna tell me have u seen her
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| Dude named afroman from Palmdale
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| Sellin cd’s in front of Sell-u-tell
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| Rap contest, partys, clubs, and bars
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| From a homeless bum to the grammies with stars
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| I’ve been hustlin (24−7, 365)
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| From dusk till dawn (all my life just tryna survive)
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| I’ve been hustlin (food stamps bus token plus G.R. check
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| For so long (underground rap tapes tryna get on deck)
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| Hustlin Dusk till dawn (swerve them rocks)
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| I’ve been hustlin
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| For so long |