Trife Diesel - Hustle Hard lyrics
[Trife Diesel - Hustle Hard lyrics]
A nigga like me, man, I love
The game, I love the hustle, man
I be feeling like one of
Them ball playing niggas, you know?
A Bird, a Magic, or something, yeah
You know a nigga got dough
A nigga can leave the league, but if I leave
The fans still gonna love me, man?
I get love out here, I done
Sold coke on these streets, man
Hash, weed, heroin
As long as niggas is feeling it
A nigga like me can hustle it
That's my gift in life, a
You know? Funny man, you
A hustling muthafucker, man
Uh, I heard it was rocking out
Here, where the dough at, man?
You know how what it is
These niggas out here, yeah
They got the move, straight up
Aiyo, next fiend that come thru
I'm tackling them i don't give a fuck
What the fuck you looking at man?
I need like five sales in a row, man
Y'all niggas fall back
What the hell my niggas at, man
Straight up and down, man
We ain't playing out here
I'm out here, right now, man
Everything is me when I'm out here, man
Take a break or get broke
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
We hustle hard in the city of Gods
With dedicated dealers
Take this shit for a serious job
Thugs with hideous scars
Bag the prettiest broads
And teach 'em how to move coke
In they panties and bra's
My pops stayed on the hustle
Cause the family was large
No fancy cars, no shrimp scampi or caviar
Just a cold plate of agony
Mixed with a harsh reality
Fuck a donation, we started our own charities
We had to hustle
We ain't caking like Russell
So if you live how we live
You can relate to the struggle
Me and my niggas running wild like
Some apes in the jungle
Paper chasing, serving fiends
At the gate when they come through
This one's for all my Newport slingers
Dope heads that'll chew off fingers
Just to shoot that thing up, get on ya grind
Cause while your getting yours
I'm getting mines
If you need some tips on how to hustle
Drop me a line
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard
That's the only way a nigga know how
Been grinding most of my life
And I ain't gon' stop now
Growing up, I remember them days
Slinging that beige
Pumping trays on the first of the month
Niggas was paid
I learned the tricks of the trade
With the flip or the save when you bag up
Wear rubber gloves and clean off the blade
I used to watch my older brother
Carve stones at the table
And my moms home, it was new to my 'view'
Like Star Jones in and out of buildings
Lamping in halls with eight balls
Way before they had the cameras installed
That was 9-7
When Biggie Smalls gave us the script
The Ten Crack Commandments on how
To manage your bricks
Shopping bags, popping tags
With the brand new in shit
No more hand-me down rags
My appearance was dipped
I'm on my grind like coffee beans
I'm gon' sale
Worldwide I got fiends on line like AOL
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
The game, I love the hustle, man
I be feeling like one of
Them ball playing niggas, you know?
A Bird, a Magic, or something, yeah
You know a nigga got dough
A nigga can leave the league, but if I leave
The fans still gonna love me, man?
I get love out here, I done
Sold coke on these streets, man
Hash, weed, heroin
As long as niggas is feeling it
A nigga like me can hustle it
That's my gift in life, a
You know? Funny man, you
A hustling muthafucker, man
Uh, I heard it was rocking out
Here, where the dough at, man?
You know how what it is
These niggas out here, yeah
They got the move, straight up
Aiyo, next fiend that come thru
I'm tackling them i don't give a fuck
What the fuck you looking at man?
I need like five sales in a row, man
Y'all niggas fall back
What the hell my niggas at, man
Straight up and down, man
We ain't playing out here
I'm out here, right now, man
Everything is me when I'm out here, man
Take a break or get broke
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
We hustle hard in the city of Gods
With dedicated dealers
Take this shit for a serious job
Thugs with hideous scars
Bag the prettiest broads
And teach 'em how to move coke
In they panties and bra's
My pops stayed on the hustle
Cause the family was large
No fancy cars, no shrimp scampi or caviar
Just a cold plate of agony
Mixed with a harsh reality
Fuck a donation, we started our own charities
We had to hustle
We ain't caking like Russell
So if you live how we live
You can relate to the struggle
Me and my niggas running wild like
Some apes in the jungle
Paper chasing, serving fiends
At the gate when they come through
This one's for all my Newport slingers
Dope heads that'll chew off fingers
Just to shoot that thing up, get on ya grind
Cause while your getting yours
I'm getting mines
If you need some tips on how to hustle
Drop me a line
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard
That's the only way a nigga know how
Been grinding most of my life
And I ain't gon' stop now
Growing up, I remember them days
Slinging that beige
Pumping trays on the first of the month
Niggas was paid
I learned the tricks of the trade
With the flip or the save when you bag up
Wear rubber gloves and clean off the blade
I used to watch my older brother
Carve stones at the table
And my moms home, it was new to my 'view'
Like Star Jones in and out of buildings
Lamping in halls with eight balls
Way before they had the cameras installed
That was 9-7
When Biggie Smalls gave us the script
The Ten Crack Commandments on how
To manage your bricks
Shopping bags, popping tags
With the brand new in shit
No more hand-me down rags
My appearance was dipped
I'm on my grind like coffee beans
I'm gon' sale
Worldwide I got fiends on line like AOL
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope
Sell that crack sell that pack, sell that
Gat, sell that pussy, holla back!