Uh huh Talk to em It's what hustlaz do This is a hustaz song This hustlaz gone Let me tell you what this fellow like Caught somewhere between stop and go like yellow lights (uh huh) Hustlaz so I gotta get it mellow right Down the block, around the clock, bezel like I roll like cherry red jell-O dice Watch, just the pot calling the kettle wife It's hot, just the block calling a ghetto wife This Paul McCain is my ball and chain, mi amor Hopefully I won't fall and hang Like pictures on the walls of halls of fame It's just a boy man, look at what it all became Good and all, but look at what all remains All the floor and thangs, marks from all the claws and fangs The remarks from all of y'all that changed Bustin' back at all of y'all like I trained Apologizing to all of y'all I blamed This is what hustlaz due And you ain't did it til a hustla do And you ain't know it til a hustla knew And you ain't done til a hustla's through I'm a customer too This what hustlaz do And you ain't seen it til you seen it from a hustlaz view Open your eyes, this a hustlaz song God forgive if this hustlaz wrong It's bigger things so we Cosa Nostra Striving to be number one til I overdose I speak in there with a number tongue or the throat Youngest son runnin' from, older quotes Thou shall not sin, thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill Thou shall not turn your back, on those in need I try to flip, but these government switch Keeps me at this chosen speed I'm just a rose in weeds And I rolls with reasons to stay on this road I lead Til I leave with what I sow, my soul's in these Leave my son with the sum of what I sold in deeds I'm folding y'all Probably heading for the pin like bowling balls Kept it directed at the pen and wrote it for y'all This is what hustlaz due And you ain't did it til a hustla do And you ain't know it til a hustla knew And you ain't done til a hustla's through I'm a customer too This what hustlaz do And you ain't seen it til you seen it from a hustlaz view Open your eyes, this a hustlaz song God forgive if this hustlaz wrong It takes a lot of patience, when you takin' it on A lot of pacing, a lot of makin' it known I ain't the nigga to be placin' it on, I was the king of this city Now they replacin' the throne I know it's a lot of hatin' waitin' at home And she ain't waiting, you can hear the bass in her tone Like she can't make it alone, a broken home And she either brace for the bones All this from just embracin' the phone A lot of ballin' up letters, a lot of erasing the poems A lot of comin' to grips with the fact that you gonna be facing alone All this time, all this time you was wrong Through the whatever happens I got you And when whatever that happens that happens They was happy to drop you No letters or shoes, no cheddar You mom sold sweaters, she feels no better This is what hustlaz due And you ain't did it til a hustla do And you ain't know it til a hustla knew And you ain't done til a hustla's through I'm a customer too This what hustlaz do And you ain't seen it til you seen it from a hustlaz view Open your eyes, this a hustlaz song God forgive if this hustlaz wrong