Trife Da God Feat. Ghostface Killah – Hustle Hard

A nigga like me, man, I love the game, I love the hustle, man I be feeling like one of them ball playing niggaz, 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 niggaz is feeling it A nigga like me can hustle it, that’s my gift in life, eh You know? Funny man, you a hustling muthafucker, man (Uh, I heard it was rocking out here, where the dough at, man?) {You know how what it is} (These niggaz 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 xxxx you looking at man?) {I need like five sales in a row, man Y’all niggaz fall back} (What the hell my niggaz 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) [Chorus 4X: 50 Cent sample “Places to Go”] Hustle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, holla back! [Trife Da God] We hustle hard in the city of Gods, with dedicated dealers Take this xxxx 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, cuz the family was large No fancy cars, no shrimp scampi or caviar Just a cold plate of …