Hustle
Chingo Bling/E-40/John Cena/Murs Lyrics

I, I live and sleep on these streets
I spend all my time on the streets trying to make a living

Cause I have got to get mine
I need to make money and take care of myself

My fam, see we gotta eat
I have a family to take care of and provide for

So when people ask me why
When people question my constant work and hustle

Why
Why do I never slow down?

Don't ever I slow down
I can't slow down because I need to keep up the hustle

Oh I just simply reply
My answer is short and straightforward

I don't really know how
I don't know how to stop hustling

So I
Therefore

Hustle
I keep hustling

Hustle
I keep hustling

Hustle
I keep hustling

I'ma hustler believe me
I am a genuine hustler

and this ain't easy
But it's not an easy path to choose

Money and muscle
I have both money and physical strength

I gotta black belt in hustling
I'm highly skilled in the art of hustling

I'm doing my thing
I'm successful in my hustle

Chain around my neck look like a playground swing
My chain is so big and flashy, it looks like a playground swing

Unit mover
I am an influential person within my community

Pockets fat like Raspushia
My pockets are full of money

Ask your chick
Ask your girlfriend

I got oil on my tongue
I have a smooth tongue

Pimp I talk real slick
I talk like a true pimp

Where the real ones go?
Where have all the genuine people gone?

They don?t make them like me no more.
There aren't many people like me left

I'ma whole 'nother animal
I'm entirely different from others

I'ma whole 'nother beast
I'm an entirely different kind of person and hustler

Never switch up, I come from the streets
I never change who I am or forget where I come from

Papered up like a fax,
I have a lot of money

I'm rare like white running backs
I'm unique, like a white running back in football

I'm getting my gouda
I'm making money

I'ma be the first hustler that set up shop on Jupiter
I'll be the first hustler to succeed anywhere, even Jupiter

Let me introduce myself homeboy
I'm about to tell you who I am

Any MC I will destroy
I can take on any MC and beat them

West, west, west coast boy
I represent the west coast

Speakers in the trunk keep making noise
My car's speakers keep making noise

I'm so fly
I'm so cool

I that guy
I'm that impressive

28 inches sitting high
My car has high wheels

I'm a star
I'm famous

What you thought
You didn't think I was a star?

Everywhere I go
Wherever I am

They snap shots
They take pictures of me

Everywhere I go they know turf
Everywhere I go they know my area

Medallions jiggling off my shirt
My medallions are bouncing around on my shirt

See no skeep falling off my jeans
No tears are falling off my jeans

Benjamin frank George Washington
Money

Gotta keep pushing, pushing weight
I have to keep pushing drugs to make money

Fillet Mignon steak on my plate
I'm rich enough to eat a fancy steak

Staring in my rear view cant slow down
I can't slow down because I'm always looking out for danger

If getting money is wrong
If making money is bad

Arrest me now
Arrest me because I'm all about making money

They ask me what your doing bruh
People ask me what I'm doing

I say that I hustle everyday
I tell them that I'm hustling every day

My men's don't sleep, we always up
My crew never sleeps, we're always working

Cause we cant live off minimum wage
We can't survive on low pay

Middle finger right to the other side
I'm giving the finger to my haters

I know that I just want to get paid
I just want to make money

When you hear this one go ahead and turn it up
When you hear this song, turn up the volume

From virgin islands out to the bay
People all over the world are listening to this song