E-40 ft. Turf Talk, R. City - Hustle Lyrics

[Chorus]
I, I live and sleep on these streets
Cause I have got to get mine
My fam, see we gotta eat
So when people ask me why
Why
Don't ever I slow down
Oh I just simply reply
I don't really know how
So I
Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
(E-40) I'ma hustler believe me
You know I Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
(E-40) and this ain't easy
So I Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
(E-40) I'ma hustler believe me
You know I Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
(E-40) and this ain't easy

[E40]
Money and muscle
I gotta black belt in hustling
I'm doing my thing
Chain around my neck look like a playground swing
Unit mover
Pockets fat like Raspushia
Ask your chick
I got oil on my tongue
Pimp I talk real slick
Where the real ones go?
They don?t make them like me no more.
Hustler
I'ma whole 'nother animal
I'ma whole 'nother animal
I'ma whole 'nother beast
Never switch up, I come from the streets
Papered up like a fax,
I'm rare like white running backs
I'm getting my gouda
I'ma be the first hustler that set up shop on Jupiter

[Chorus]

Let me introduce myself homeboy
Any MC I will destroy
West, west, west coast boy
Speakers in the trunk keep making noise
I'm so fly
I that guy
28 inches sitting high
I'm a star
What you thought
Everywhere I go
They snap shots
Everywhere I go they know turf
Medallions jiggling off my shirt
See no skeep falling off my jeans
Benjamin frank
George Washington
Gotta keep pushing, pushing weight
Fillet Mignon steak on my plate
Staring in my rear view cant slow down
If getting money is wrong
Arrest me now

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
They ask me what your doing bruh
I say that I hustle everyday
My men's don't sleep, we always up

Cause we cant live off minimum wage
Middle finger right to the other side
I know that I just want to get paid
When you hear this one go ahead and turn it up
From virgin islands out to the bay

[Chorus]