Lyrics Had To Be A Hustler - Lil' 1/2 Dead

Had To Be A Hustler

Growing up in my hood it was really on like that
I had to put it down to had to do me a jab
To give me a sack, so I can come up
On the block serving rocks from sun down to sun up
I was, really puttin' it down like that
And dressed in all black straight down for the jack
I was a youngster, packing a 4−5
Bailing on the looney ass eastside (right)
I had my chore, so I played the part of a gangsta
Never ever coulda be a pranksta
Pushing niggas in their face, puttin' punk bitches in their place
Now feel the bass
Give you a taste of this gangsta shit
I got the cavvy tracks and my rhyms are on hit
And like some weed it will rush ya
Cause hanging on my block, you had to be a hustler
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
Now the year is 1989
I’m on the cavvy spot and I’m doing fine
I got riches, I got bitches
I got a candy green 4 with 16 switches
On some triple gold was
Every single day straight swerving, sippin' on a cold one
On my way to the weedspot
I got my Glock in the stashpot cause the cops are kinda hot
And now I gots me a sack
And now I’m heading back to the street where the fucking money at
It’s the block where I slang
And all the G niggas hang and the young niggas bang
Puttin' it down every single night
Getting there drunk, showin' off, tryin' to fight
One another but we still had love
And rest in peace to my niggas up above
Because uh
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
It’s a cold thing when you got no game
See every smoker on the block know my name
I was a youngster with boulders for your shoulders
And still slanging cavvy down my shoulder
And I got some niggas down with me
See every single day we sell a pound you see
Or that bomb ass doja mack
So come on my block and get a fat sack
We got the shit that’ll fuck you up
So don’t take it to the head or you might get stung
So grab a partner and spark the bomb
Cause it’ll have you like tweaking from dusk to dawn
I tell the truth and I never lie
Cause I promise I smoke chronic till the day I die
And a new face on the block, we couldn’t trust ya
Cause you might be a busta
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya
You had to be a hustler
Cause if you was a buster you know we wouldn’t trust ya