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Nipsey Hussle - The Hussle Way Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1:]
  • Look,
  • Do I love it do I lust it,
  • Struggle of a hustla,
  • Life of a banger,
  • And death is no stranger,
  • I know em like it's ken to me took a few friends from me,
  • It all make since one day eventually,
  • I guess so,
  • Granny said it happen and it's ment to be,
  • Just let go,
  • But I can't this shit keep itchin me like,
  • Them niggas outta line how they came through,
  • Shot em in his face point blank left his brains blue,
  • Now who gone go for em,
  • Probly be the same crew,
  • Wen bangin is yo religion it's like it's sayin not to,
  • A lot niggas ain't cut from that same cloth,
  • They might give em space,
  • Gotta play it safe,
  • Cause hard niggas turn holy wen they catch a case,
  • I still bark real talk I'll never fake,
  • On hide park late night still chop a 8th and grind with the homies,
  • Serve dime with the homies
  • [Hook:]
  • From dope spots peekin out blinds with the homies still lookin for a better way,
  • The smokers keep comin droppin work in they bucket another day another dollar to make,
  • And I be on the block,
  • All night grindin,
  • I don't take no breaks,
  • I be on the block,
  • All day grindin,
  • I don't take no breaks,
  • I be on the block,
  • All night grindin,
  • I don't take no breaks,
  • HEY,
  • Cause I do it the hustle way
  • [Verse 2:]
  • I'm in a 85 regal no tent you see clear through,
  • Young nigga,
  • Lookin life in the rear view burner on my lap,
  • Kush in my ash tray,
  • And that's how I'm a play it till my last day,
  • I''m used to gettin money in the fast lane,
  • And I only ***** with *****es that be nasty,
  • Leather and wood,
  • My money is good,
  • And I'm like a young celebrity in every hood,
  • Gold ropes for the crew chrome spokes on my coupe two seater,
  • Then I take off the roof like katrina,
  • And slide like a vise up slauson in a beamer,
  • Call me wut you want just don't call me a dreamer,
  • Cause mines is reality,
  • Grind no salary,
  • I came along way from sellin grams off gramercy,
  • Bolders off brindhurst,
  • And sevens off slauson,
  • Now I got options,
  • Now I got it poppin
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3:]
  • Look,
  • Take away my granny blessins I be history,
  • Them bullets cause shot through my lac wouldn't have missed me,
  • Come to my hood say my name I ain't no mystery I'm probly in the spot fillin hustas energy,
  • In the kitchen countin cash watchin cocain chemistry,
  • Cookin into crack I wus look into rap hard to focus on my dreams wen I'm lookin at the facts,
  • Shootin down the street now I'm lookin at my mack,
  • And you can tell just lookin at the facts it's a coffin or a cell if you young and you black,
  • With ya name on it,
  • Still every car pass bang on it,
  • If you gone do it,
  • Do it right and put that thang on you,
  • You to deep in it to quit I know the pain of it,
  • You love the game but knowin that the game doesnt,
  • Love you back love the fact this the same struggle,
  • City to city we products of the same hustle
  • [Hook]

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