Nate Dogg, Bun B, Jeezy, Warren G - Keep On Hustlin lyrics

Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
(No, no more hoes)

I'm realizing my struggle for what
It is and taken
And what belong to me and my responsibility
Keep my enemies close cause they
The ones that get me
In a minute they'll be trying to
Pump a gauge in me
Leave the other "G" committee
Funkadelic better tell it to the fellas I
Ain't the one to be played with
If you think you gone be testing
You sure in for a lesson
That's forever session I'm blessing
To be the don
By the time you get the message
Outta this one I'll be dipping
Dipping the streets of LBC
Its been a long time stepping
Up to the plate now
I'm new and improved plus I
Drive a new bent now
My family straight
Plus my homies in the game now
Living it straight, Long Beach the pen state
Bounce, rock, roller-skate
(Them niggas know they can't fuck
With Warren G and Nate)

Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
(No, no more hoes)

(Yeah, let's go)
Rest in peace Nate Dogg
I'll meet you at the gate
(yeah)
Pac was alive, life still'll be great (yeah)
District attorney
Go ahead and free Lil Boosie
(Boosie)
B.I.G was alive, everybody need some juicy
(right)
Tell me the difference between Suge and Puff
While you at it
Tell me the difference between weed and dust
My hustle don't stop it's around the clock
My paranoid don't stop
Hands around the Glock
(that's right)
Some of the shit I say man
A nigga might kill me
(kill me)
It's all good long as
You motherfuckers feel me
What the fuck is going on niggas
Acting like I owe them
(owe em')
Think I can't do it by myself
But I'ma show em'
(yeah)
Went from Air Force 1's
To white Dolce Gabbanas
Nigga ain't shit changed
I'm still keeping them llamas
Yeah I use to cop them white
Ass bricks when they was high
(high)
GS400 Lexus when they was fly (yeah)
It don't stop nigga (it don't stop nigga)

Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
(No, no more hoes)

Welcome to the ghetto
(to the ghetto) just like my home boy Chico
Where everyday the block is on
Lock like Steve Biko
Everyday brothers getting hit up
With the R.I.C.O
I see CE from PAT to CPT
You know they can't stand to see me "G"
Getting my hustle on in these streets
Meeting my ends meet (meet)
So they hate on me behind my back
Hoping that one time flash
Lights behind my lac
They say its no pain no gain
(gain) well guess what then (then)
I hurting bad as hell but
It ain't for nothing
('thin)
Once I climb up out of this
Whole I been stuck in
The doors they kept me out they
Gone let me the fuck in
(in)
I didn't come this far for me to quit now
(now)
So I'ma make sure I get all I can get now
(now)
Cause tomorrow might be my last
That's why I'm stacking everything I
Can before I pass
I gotta

Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
(No, no more hoes)