| Mama been laid off
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| She ain’t workin no mo'
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| Papa been laid off
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| He say things done got slow
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| My brother’s been laid off
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| He been locked down for more than two years now
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| My world is crumblin, time is hard they were before, but oh my god!
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| Mama mad at pops cause he ain’t workin
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| But today she lost her job
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| Now what in the fuck is we suppose to do?
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| We on our last loaf of bread
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| Got cereal, but no milk, Kool-Aid, no sugar, what the hell?
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| And here come Mr. Billcollector beatin down our door for dough
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| Mama say when they come knockin
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| Y’all don’t say nothin (shhh) get on the floor
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| Kind of hard to see at night in a house when it ain’t got no lights and shit
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| No gas or water, had to borrow H2O from my relative
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| Man, it feels like I ain’t even here
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| I’m ready to get up and get all my own, but I got three more fuckin years
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| Nigga 15, with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto
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| But the devil won’t settle, fuckin up my levels he won’t let go
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| I’m livin to die it seems I just can’t win
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| Now I’m high, but I’m stopin to realize I drunk this whole fifth of Gin
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| (Nigga damn!) I’m 17 and drinkin like I’m grown up
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| I got some problems, plus I need some money
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| And it’s really all because…
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| Juvenile nigga done strugglin, hustlin, strugglin like I want it
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| Then fuck school, right now I’m hungry, and I can’t eat that damn diploma
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| But on this corner I can eat everyday, all I gotta do is slang this yay
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| Nigga, If business keep going this way me and my family is fin to be straight
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| I’m glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me
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| Bought me a double up, now it’s all about comin up
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| I’mma pay ya back next week
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| Repeat, took my ass straight to the block with hand full of rocks, y’all
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| And it’s my first time I’m lowin, watchin for cop cars
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| By the end of the night a nigga sold all the rocks
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| I’m trippin out lookin' at all the dough I got
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| I shoulda been came a sold the block and locked it
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| Made me some profits, so nigga tonight my people gonna be eatin on lobster
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| Hate to say it, but I think these streets done really created a monster
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| Cause now that I see how quick I can come about breakin the law
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| Why in the hell is you steady tellin me to go and get a job?
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| Fuck that, nigga this my thing right now I know
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| I’m walkin home happy, smilin, and I ain’t even thinkin about…
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| Business was boomin so a nigga assuming I could do some improving
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| Like new jewels, clothes, shoes, Cadillac Coupe, I’m out here doin it
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| Got me a cold ass broad, and that’s something I never had
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| But I’m never mad cause I done snagged one bad one with my young ass
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| Once I turned 18 it was on
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| But my brother started writing home, tellin me to leave this shit alone
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| I say, what? |
| nigga, he don’t know that I’m too deep in this
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| I’m livin and breathin the street shit
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| And if I don’t play the crook, you ain’t gonna have shit on your books
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| Look, gimme a minute, I’ll chill in a minute I promise I will
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| As soon as I finished this last load
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| I’mma drop the dice after this last roll
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| Little did he know, I got no intentions on leavin this shit here
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| I’m finna get rich here
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| When you get out, you’ll have some shit here if you still care
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| Made enough money to move my moms and pops to a new pad
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| They was suspicious, but they ain’t trippin
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| Cause this more shit than we ever had
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| But shit went bad six in the morning crashing through my door was the Feds
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| And they want that bread we want you, and I’m like ooh! |
| (shit)
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| Shoulda listened to my brother, huh?
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| But I’m like fuck it now
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| Mama got to buggin out when them po po got to cuffin pops
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| Now I’m in the courtroom when that asked me how I plea
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| I tell the judge straight up, I’ve been havin problems and it’s all because… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hard Time Hustlin , by - Krayzie Bone. Song from the album True Thug Never Dies, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп