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Hustla, Hustle Hard

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Hustla, hustle hard

Hustle, hustle hard tonight x4

Brother, hustle hard

Caz we gonna die tonight x2

Brother, hustle hard

Caz they have no mercy for us x2



Let all enemies die

Make 'em say goodbye

That's their last struggle

Make 'em know where's power



Our ghetto approves arrogance

But when we see friend's death

Snitches skulk behind stranger's back

And they go to police station

Calling you a rat



Tell everything bout ya tactic

That's why u r a pawn on the chessboard



Then news show us

Like 'ill blood with big hearts'



Enough to make a cat laugh

Especially, when u lose ya start

Look how you're crushed

It seems ya got nothing to regret



I'll fight tooth and nail

See my triumph at the end

With some excess

Get ya disrespect back



My nightmare comes

And I must hunt

These're my hours

Call me a stalker after dark



I will obtain 100 percents

Next level of my counsel

When you rest

I have reason to chase



Though I blot out last trouble

And my haters utter fiasco

My ego advices to develop new rifle

Ambush makes a heart pound



I'm trying to kill my fright

At every turn I doubt

It happens when u tremble like a child

But when u become confident



Chorus



Everything will go wrong

How can u see thru us all?

What induce u of being strong?

Start with little then make it upward



My hands have remote control

Look after dolls in theatre of war

As do it a drug lord

It's a majority code



Streets produce laws

But only one decides to destroy

Fortunately, we have an antidote

Dictator's dreams may evaporate



When we get rid of old kingdom

Somebody will slaughter

Two birds with one stone

That's the order



Come on, let's go

If u have servant's thoughts

You'll never be a master of ya flow

It certainly kills ur goats



Even at once don't obey the outer world

Learn by ur faults

U were born not to bow

Disagree with herd's notion



Can anything purify ur soul

It's like vital wound

2 bullets and u go to heaven soon

U still think justice exists



It has disappeared

When investigator didn't find evidence

Yeah, it sounds hilarious

The truth tastes bitter



Chorus



We suppose everything bad behind us

But every bullet has it's killer

When u let me down

I lost my fear



U left me bleedin' on the sidewalk

Of course, career was higher than ur colleague

U don't care what I say

Maybe it helped me forget all limit



U only wanted to be a winner

Ur charge is vivid

Made-up prize for a stinker

This award is miserable



U won't avoid this injury

Caz we're dying for silence

When judge in court call us criminals

Though we only scrape a living



Chorus

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