Mr. Cheeks - The Hussle (feat. M.O.P.) Lyrics
[Mr. Cheeks]Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother *****ing DanzeLet's give these ***** niggaz one more chanceThrow them shits up (Throw'em up)Regulate the real (Regulate)Ayo we basically know how us *****ers feel (Feel that)How we running niggazAyo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothingWell look at me now I did amount to somethingThe rap name in vain just like a four fourNo matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popoStill up in the struggle I see nothing changesThese niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangersSport the jewelry cars and the sheltoGamble for car money drink let the L blowsHigh school drop out got my G.E.D. thoughDon't speak about what I got the d-lowYo I know nothing but the hot shit creatingUp on the road trips and hot shit we scattingFrom the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off)What we bump hard what you niggaz bump softLived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy ChattmanMy good times always started with whats happening(Chorus)Just call me a hustleGrinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscleSaga of a every day struggleBottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustleClip feeling strip stealing sick villainLet of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scufflePayback could mean is time to layback and bubbleBut other times payback is troubleJust call me a hustle[Billy Danze]Lets give it up for the rusty 32'sAnd the day before LymerFor the cold old gold and the loks marijuanaWhen the G's stood firmPerfecting their concernsAnd a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burnNow shame on me it was cloudy I was blindI was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slimeYour not LB your not M.O.PI brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me[Lil Fame]I was blessed with a cursed(Curse a blessing within this curse)When curse became innershment encouragementI'm immune to the pain now I'm loving itI'm encourage to fakes the pain andEverything else I consider is punishment(Take it one day at a crime)Sometimes I stare into the mirrorAsking my self we it all went wrongBack on the grind bomb stash heat in my palmIs a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm(Chorus)[Mr. Cheeks]Ayo listen my daughter is getting olderI love to kiss'em hold'emDaddys always gonna be there for you I told'emThe world is getting colderBut imma keep'em warmYall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper stormWatch you niggaz like a job if I got to***** scrapping you gonna feel when I spot youI grew up in this raised around the hard timesDid the thing hustle in boulevard dimesThe red tops yellow tops and the blue onesPowerful always came through with some new oneI peep them niggaz that was down but turn *****inessEver since Tah passYeah imma represent LB to the death of itEven though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shitTrack attacking ***** nigga smackingEvery time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in(Chorus) 2x's
