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make it moonwalk
White glove money stuffed in my tube socks
Top down thug life, 2Pac
I'mma boss, I can get ya whole crew chopped
Teflon Don
featuring Master P  Silkk the Shocker 



(Master P) 

 Like 2Pac said  only God can judge me 

 But I think only black Jesus can help me
bow down
I’m a Boondock Saint wearing tube socks a new Glocc
And 2Pac playin'
sumin')
If 2Pac was here, he would coach me
Real nigga rockin' a Rollie
This for C Murder in Angola (This for C man)
I slept by him every night (We was
it
I'mma everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, BIG, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
Come to my crib unannounced I got a big t-tato pie
Hopped up 9.
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man

[ 2Pac ]
Now
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man

[ 2Pac ]
Now
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
might strip to my drawers, when I trip off the liquid
See maybe, I need to get fucked up 'til I hurl
'cause I'm Crazy like 2Pac screaming "Fuck
feat. Animal, Trav

I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)

[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my
the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, being broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay struggling and juggling with all the might I can muster
Since a youngster,
feat. Animal, Trav

I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)

[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my
I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler

[E.D.I. Amin]
Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get
robbery and P-C-P
From the cradle to the state penitentiary
He'll be in the middle of next century
Ask me, is it crying sakne
You got to watch how you
let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggas start shit nowadays..
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

[Chorus: x4]

[Layzie
peace,
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave,
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me,
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, yo wha**up?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?

[girl]
N**** what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that s*** up!

[Dr. Dre]
Hell
motherfuckin' lonely (by myself nigga)

[Chorus]

Ninety four
Spiggedy 1 with up on that ass
Yeah
Mean muggin' every nigga that ride by
Face
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some chronic witchu?

Nigga what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that shit up!

Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"
hustler
Rhyme instead of muscle ya
Born when ya thinkin' I'm gone
The terror era is on 

I stand accused
To the crews
I paid my dues

I stand
it's vietnam in the trenches
Just keep my seat warm on the benches
I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's
And study classical verses by *Big L*
(Don't want to be stumblin' baby)

[Chorus]
This is for them hustlers scufflin' for them ends
Tryin ta get a mill, (fancy cars) and a house
the windy cities
Latin Kings, Manhattan Queens 
Spanish cobras, band of shoulders, families of soldiers
40 busters, 4 corner hustlers 
From west side,
the writer of writers
Juelz you know him well, hell he the fire of fire
I'm the supplier, baffled that's the hustler
Trifle got a knife for that apple inside