
Date of issue: 13.08.2007
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
The Hustle |
Don’t be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle |
Don’t be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle |
Don’t be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle |
Don’t be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle |
I’m in my hood where my section ain’t great |
Where some pack a nine cuz they section still eight |
Late, on the rink at a high rate |
Crimerate at a high rate, look at how the time escape |
Day turns to night, night turns to profit |
It’s money on the street, you can’t stop it |
Got to get, focused like a Sony cam |
And nowadays, cuz these niggas so phony, damn |
I, heard enough rumors go 'round |
Bout the God, like he was hard, but he ain’t doing it now |
Actually, on the factual tip |
It’s a struggle, to eat without using this mack and the clip |
That’s why I, lean back in the back of the whip |
Now tell my dog get to passing the spliff, it’s getting tragic |
Boy, cuz it’s a struggle with the hustle |
Don’t be scary with the hustle, make moves with the hustle, nigga what? |
Don’t talk about it, be about it |
(Don't be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle) |
You got heat, don’t be without it |
(Don't be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle) |
You in the street, trying to make a dollar |
(Don't be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle) |
You gotta, avoid beast, trying to make a collar |
(Don't be scared of the hustle, make moves with the hustle) |
General Steele, Boot Camp’s Black Panther |
Black fist, black glove, wrapped round the black snub |
Get dressed, act tough, get stretched |
Hot pellets leave ya melon a mess, Steele one of the best |
Same time, one of the worst |
Good and bad, same time, put the metal to work |
I got feeling, yeah, I cry when it hurt, but I get over in time |
Cuz I realize crying don’t work |
My family, my wealth, with that said, I die for the camp |
Signed and sealed with that Duck Down stamp, Bucktown the champ |
When then Timb boot niggas perform |
When you see that flag, nigga, it’s on, we unstoppable |
See me? |
Everyday I’m hustling hustling |
Rounding up customers, look I’m herb russling |
Man, I blow in and out of these towns |
Miami to A, that’s how I move 'round |
I was trunk popping, pound dropping |
Glock cocking, while you was on the stoupe car spotting |
My team lay it down like a royal flush |
And you mad cuz your bitches wanna fuck with us |
My razor’ll keep a jagged edge |
You be walking out of heaven with a scar on your head |
And S, courtesy of Smokey Bin Laden |
See me everywhere, fuck boy, I ain’t hiding |
I ride with a temple on deck |
With some killas on set, 24 on a neck and I |
Quit to being so fresh from bummy |
And I never been scared to take no money, bitch |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Welcome to Bucktown USA ft. Supremè, Scratch | 2005 |
And So | 2005 |
1, 2, 3 | 2006 |
He Gave His Life ft. Jah Dan | 2006 |
Hate All You Want | 2006 |
Had It Up 2 Here | 2005 |
Take a Look (In the Mirror) | 2006 |
World Wide | 2006 |
Yeah | 2006 |
Soul Jah | 2006 |
Intro ft. Boot Camp Clik feat. G-Tang | 2007 |
So Focused | 2006 |
Words from Tek | 2007 |
Here We Come | 2006 |
I Need More | 2007 |
Trading Places | 2006 |
I Want Mine | 2007 |
Let's Go | 2006 |
Yesterday | 2007 |
BK All Day | 2007 |