Hustlin' (2000)

[Master P talking] "One in a half,two in a half,three in a half (four quarters)I think I might have a thousand grams(one key)" [Hook: singing] Hustlin, hustlin Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ohh Hustlin,hustle Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ooh [Master P] (Where them fiends at,I'll be right there in the hall way ya heard me) Now picture me a street nigga went from weed to guns My cousins a dope dealer now it's coke & funds Now with the money comes bitches & with the feds comes snitches I'm just a lil' nigga tryin' to go from rags to riches Cause in the ghetto niggas like to flip fo' & a half The projects is home but the ghetto's my lab Niggas scream third ward nigga we ready to ride Niggas say fuck No Limit then we ready to die Nigga fo' fives & nines we hold them high Lil' niggas whoop whoop hide them pies Cause if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense An if yo hustle ain't tight nigga you'll end up in the pen [Chorus (2X)] [Krazy] What if these mothafuckin' project bricks could talk Would they tell what goes on nigga after dark Bullets spark young homies gettin' blasted Sixteen in a muthafuckin' casket the games drastic Live my life wit my thug soldiers gettin' high Mixin' Hennessy & weed bitch it's do or die When we ride to yo area Tell yo family find where they can bury ya My dawgs carry ah AK's & ski masks If you got ki's then yo niggas better hind yo ass We blast like dope fiends roamin' the block No matter how many niggas get popped drugs'll never stop believe dat [Chorus (2X)] [C-Murder] (check this out playa) Now picture me a TRU nigga thugged out hustlin' hard I hope you niggas understand I could never be soft Cause mentally I'm capable of over comin' the worst I'm havin' flashes picture me in ashes & dirt On a T-shirt a memory a thought of the past I lost my brother to a muthafuckin' gun blast I analyze every nigga watch his moves look in his eyes Cause you can never tell Predicted dead or in jail nigga Now tell me what you see Cause life's so hard for a Callio nigga like me ya dig Cause I'm gonna hustle til' I'm gone Hit the highway & play again it's on in the ghetto [Chorus (2X)] [Outro: C-Murder] TRU Records, TRU Records huh brah On top we never flop ya dig non stop the billboard spot Whatshappn' own records representin' the millenium (yaheard) For the 2g (yaheard) still I ride what's up Ke'noe nigga What's up to all my niggas out there (huh brah) The Young Guns, CP3, New 9(New 9) whatshappn' Magic Peaches whatshappn' what's up Krazy nigga Suge what's up chillin' keep it real nigga