Hustle Like A Muh

[Intro: Jadakiss] Turn the mic up a little bit.. Let me get some heat generated up in this muh'fucker This is real hood shit Ok.. Yap.. Uh.. Yea. Yo [Hook: Jadakiss] Yo.. I do it all but I hustle like a muh'fukcer Get it off nigga, hustle like a muh'fukcer Fuck the law nigga, hustle like a muh'fucker Hustle, hustle, yeah hustle like a muh'fucker [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Blue suits hate me The Nocts[?] can't stand me The DA hoping she catch a nigga with the swammy Im just tryna make a few dollars to feed my family The gears are slipping on the hoopti I need the tranny I'm out here, in a track suit And some shell toes The work ain't potent But its strong enough to sell though Can't even lie dawg I'd rather be on Melrose But I got a quota to make before Chanel close The connect hold me down If I debt him then I'm a gonna The work is half gone and the rent is around the corner Ain't nothing like getting a nigga when you dont wanna That just means that I'm a be in the trap untill the morning Cause I hustle [Hook: Jadakiss] X 2 [Verse 2: Styles P] Started with an 8-ball Ended up with kilos for the bricks like the louisville players Rip the team off Carlo Gambino with a coke pot Same G in common[?] of the dope block Thirty thirty off the roof, faggot make your throat pop Or your head pop, Yall little niggas is funny like red fox Or Eddy Murphy or Richard Prior See the team over there, the whole click fire Until they sick and tired, of being sick and tired I dont even talk when I deal, incase the brick is wired Gun is like me in the booth, shit is spittin fire Buck another sucka, hustle like a muh'fucka [Hook: Jadakiss] X 2 [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Uh jumped up off the porch, but ya'll was only seventeen So inspired by them zoes [?], getting major cream F*cking bitches, twenty-sixes came from triple beams Dont recognize you in the hood, my youngest play the scene True story, words to ma momma hommie Them killers show up at your christian[?] ceremony Cold hearted, chiefing like Bob Marley Black scene ones[?], never did that Ed Hardy[?] I was out here, still a nigga out here Hustlin like a muhfucka with my strap in there I was paranoid, ducking 'em color boys They catch me slipping, might just send me to Illnois Shit done got real I just need a meal When you broke, ain't nothing funny, dont know how it feel Niggas snitchin like them bitches, must I keep it real I never been no pussy Im a die trill [Hook: Jadakiss]