Get Ya Hustle On

To all my people on them corners I consider as dawgs

I wish I could break a package down and send it to y'all

I know you're feelin' me behind all them penitentiary walls

Put me on the visit list and I'll be in to see y'all

Talk to 'em, your mayor ain't your friend, he's the enemy

Just to get your vote, a saint is what he pretend to be

Fuck 'em, a-listen to me, I got the remedy

Save your money up and find out who got 'em for ten a ki'

Bubble, if you don't hustle, don't use your energy

'Cause you gon' be a cell mate or wind up as a memory

Yeah, and I could give a fuck if you kin to me

My life is up and down and side to side, like a centipede

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

The loamin hard sparkle like glass

Main bitch right behind me lookin' sharp in the Jag

Security say you don't know me, so I talk to 'em bad

If a **** want something, I got something for his ass

Choppers, I'm already knowin' that it's a G thing

Ever since they tried to drown a **** on the eastbank

Everybody need a check from FEMA

So he can go and score him some cocalina

Get money, and I ain't gotta ball in the Beemer

Man, I'm tryna live, I lost it all in Katrina

And nobody cares what the police think

Everybody fuckin' with ki's 'cause it's a street thing

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Woadie, you really feelin' your folks

Just them crackers behind them desks that ain't hearin' us, though

We starvin', we livin' like Haiti without no government

**** killin' **** and them bitches is lovin' it

Fuck Fox News, I don't listen to y'all ass

Couldn't get a **** off the roof with a star pass

Talkin', y'all comfortable right now to your own land

Till a **** catch you down bad, starvin' and want cash

Get your mind right, ****, get your money up

You're movin' a little something, but you ain't done enough

Fo' shizzle, you know the boss gonna want a cut

Yeah, or the boss gon' have to fuck you up

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

Get ya hustle on, ****, get ya hustle on

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it

Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it