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Hustle Hard Lyrics by Trife Diesel

Put It On the Line

2005

[Intro: Paid in Full]
A nigga like me, man, I love the game, I love the hustle, man
I be feeling like one of them ball playing niggas, you know?
A Bird, a Magic, or something, yeah, you know a nigga got dough
A nigga can leave the league, but if I leave
The fans still gonna love me, man?
I get love out here, I done sold coke on these streets, man
Hash, weed, heroin, as long as niggas is feeling it
A nigga like me can hustle it, that's my gift in life, A
You know? Funny man, you a hustling muthafucker, man
[Intro 2: Kryme Life & Trife Diesel]
Uh, I heard it was rocking out here, where the dough at, man?
You know how what it is
These niggas out here, yeah, they got the move, straight up
Aiyo, next fiend that come thru, I'm tackling them
I don't give a fuck
What the fuck you looking at man?
I need like five sales in a row, man
Y'all niggas fall back
What the hell my niggas at, man
Straight up and down, man, we ain't playing out here
I'm out here, right now, man
Everything is me when I'm out here, man
Take a break or get broke
[Hook: 50 Cent sample]
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
[Verse 1: Trife Diesel]
We hustle hard in the city of Gods
With dedicated dealers, take this shit for a serious job
Thugs with hideous scars, bag the prettiest broads
And teach 'em how to move coke in they panties and bra's
My pops stayed on the hustle cause the family was large
No fancy cars, no shrimp scampi or caviar
Just a cold plate of agony mixed with a harsh reality
Fuck a donation, we started our own charities
We had to hustle, we ain't caking like Russell
So if you live how we live, you can relate to the struggle
Me and my niggas running wild like some apes in the jungle
Paper chasing, serving fiends, at the gate when they come through
This one's for all my Newport slingers, dope heads that'll chew off fingers
Just to shoot that thing up, get on ya grind
Cause while you getting yours, I'm getting mines
If you need some tips on how to hustle, drop me a line
[Hook: 50 Cent sample]
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
[Verse 2: Trife Diesel]
Hustle hard, that's the only way a nigga know how
Been grinding most of my life, and I ain't gon' stop now
Growing up, I remember them days, slinging that beige
Pumping trays on the first of the month, niggas was paid
I learned the tricks of the trade, with the flip or the save
When you bag up, wear rubber gloves and clean off the blade
I used to watch my older brother carve stones at the table
And my moms home, it was new to my 'view', like Star Jones
In and out of buildings, lamping in halls with eight balls
Way before they had the cameras installed
That was 9-7, when Biggie Smalls gave us the script
The Ten Crack Commandments on how to manage your bricks
Shopping bags, popping tags, with the brand new in shit
No more hand-me-down rags, my appearance was dipped
I'm on my grind like coffee beans, I'm gon' sell
Worldwide I got fiends on line like AOL
[Hook: 50 Cent sample]
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!
Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back!

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