Got Ya Hustle on
Juvenile Lyrics


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[Juvenile]
That's right, it's crunch time now fellas
No time to be cryin for momma now, it's the movement
C'mon

To all my people on them corners I consider as dogs
I wish I could break a package down and send it to y'all
I know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls
Put me on the visit list and I'll be in to see y'all
Talk to 'em - your mayor ain't your friend, he's the enemy
Just to get your vote, a saint is what he pretend to be
Fuck him! Ah-listen to me, I got the remedy
Save your money up and find out who got 'em for 10 a ki'
Bubble, if you don't hustle don't use your energy
Cause you gon' be a cellmate or wind up as a memory
Yeah, and I could give a fuck if you kin to me
My life is up and down and side to side like a centipede

[Chorus]
Get ya hustle on, nigga get ya hustle on [4X]
We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it
Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it!
We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it
Take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it!

[Juvenile]
The loamin hard sparkle like glass
Main bitch right behind me lookin sharp in the Jag
Security say you don't know me so I talk to 'em bad
If a nigga want somethin I got somethin for his ass
Choppers - I'm already knowin that it's a G thang
Ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the eastbank
Everybody need a check from FEMA
So he can go and sco' him some co-ca-llina
Get money! And I ain't gotta ball in the Beemer
Man I'm tryin to live, I lost it all in Katrina (damn)
And nobody cares what the police thank
Everybody fuckin with ki's cause it's a street thang

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
Wodie! You really feelin your folks
Just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain't hearin us though
We starvin! We livin like Haiti without no government
Niggaz killin niggaz and them bitches is lovin it
Fuck Fox News! I don't listen to y'all ass
Couldn't get a nigga off the roof with a star pass
Talkin - y'all comfortable right now to your own land
'Til a nigga catch ya down bad, starvin and want cash
Get your mind right, nigga get your money up
You're movin a little somethin, but you ain't done enough
Fo' shizzle - you know the boss gonna want a cut
Yeahhhhhh - or the boss gon' haveta fuck you up





[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Overall Meaning

In the song "Hustle" by Juvenile, he speaks directly to those on the corners, he refers to as "dogs". He expresses the desire to break down a package and send it to those behind bars, making it known that he sees them and is with them. He also warns about the false promises and facades of politicians seeking the vote of the African American community. The mayor is not a friend, but an enemy acting as a saint for their vote. He advises to save money and find the person who can provide "10 a ki," referring to a kilogram of drugs, insinuating that you should be your boss rather than working for someone else.


Juvenile talks about the struggle and violence in his hometown of New Orleans, stating that they are living like Haiti without a government, and people are killing each other while others are enjoying their suffering. He speaks out against Fox News, saying that he doesn't listen to them and that they couldn't even get someone off a roof with a star pass. In the end, the song advises people to get their mind and money right, or they will face the consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

That's right, it's crunch time now fellas
It's the time to focus and work hard


No time to be cryin for momma now, it's the movement
We need to be strong and independent to succeed


To all my people on them corners I consider as dogs
To all the people struggling on the streets


I wish I could break a package down and send it to y'all
I wish I could help you all out


I know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls
I know you can relate to me even if you are in prison


Put me on the visit list and I'll be in to see y'all
I'll come and visit you if you put me on the list


Talk to 'em - your mayor ain't your friend, he's the enemy
Politicians don't really care about us


Just to get your vote, a saint is what he pretend to be
They pretend to be our saviors just to get our vote


Fuck him! Ah-listen to me, I got the remedy
Don't trust them, I know what to do


Save your money up and find out who got 'em for 10 a ki'
Save money and find the best deals


Bubble, if you don't hustle don't use your energy
Don't waste your time if you are not willing to work hard


Cause you gon' be a cellmate or wind up as a memory
If you don't hustle, you might end up in prison or worse


Yeah, and I could give a fuck if you kin to me
I don't care if we are related or not


My life is up and down and side to side like a centipede
My life is full of ups and downs


Get ya hustle on, nigga get ya hustle on [4X]
Work hard and hustle


We take the Pyrex and then we rock with it, roll with it
We use Pyrex to make drugs and sell it


The loamin hard sparkle like glass
The drugs look good


Main bitch right behind me lookin sharp in the Jag
My girlfriend is beautiful and she's with me


Security say you don't know me so I talk to 'em bad
I talk tough to security who don't know me


If a nigga want somethin I got somethin for his ass
If someone wants to mess with me, I'm ready


Choppers - I'm already knowin that it's a G thang
I'm aware that guns are important to gangsters


Ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the eastbank
I've had trouble ever since the eastbank disaster


Everybody need a check from FEMA
Everyone wants money from FEMA


So he can go and sco' him some co-ca-llina
So he can buy some cocaine


Get money! And I ain't gotta ball in the Beemer
Get rich! I don't have to be flashy


Man I'm tryin to live, I lost it all in Katrina (damn)
I'm just trying to survive, I lost everything in Katrina


And nobody cares what the police thank
The police's opinion doesn't matter


Everybody fuckin with ki's cause it's a street thang
Everyone is selling drugs because it's the norm


Wodie! You really feelin your folks
You really love your friends


Just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain't hearin us though
The people in power don't care about us


We starvin! We livin like Haiti without no government
We are struggling and living in poverty


Niggaz killin niggaz and them bitches is lovin it
People are killing each other and some enjoy it


Fuck Fox News! I don't listen to y'all ass
I don't trust the media


Couldn't get a nigga off the roof with a star pass
Even with a celebrity's help, some people can't be saved


Talkin - y'all comfortable right now to your own land
You are comfortable on your own territory


'Til a nigga catch ya down bad, starvin and want cash
Until someone robs you when you are in a tough situation


Get your mind right, nigga get your money up
Be smart and work hard to get rich


You're movin a little somethin, but you ain't done enough
You're making some money, but it's not enough


Fo' shizzle - you know the boss gonna want a cut
The boss will want a share


Yeahhhhhh - or the boss gon' haveta fuck you up
Or the boss will punish you




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: D ROBERTSON, TERRANCE FREEMAN, TERUIS GRAY

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Comments from YouTube:

@dfresh93086

As someone who lives in the Greater New Orleans Metro Area, it’s hard to describe what music like this meant to us as we felt abandoned and forgotten.

Juvenile is one of us and what he said was real. Kanye’s comments just showed us a peek of the stupidity to come from him.

@Tru948

This a classic this when you realize you a grown man and nobody go give you nothing my heart still goes out to anybody impacted by Katrina

@bookiebrown7012e

I luv 4 this comment I lost it all to Katrina

@quazyknowsmagic

A SAINT IS WHAT HE'LL PRETEND TO BE

@greatnatebolton8805

this is the hardest music video ever.

@boobiesloanet.v7426

Rest In Peace to the ones who lost they life in this storm and peace and blessings to the ones who survived

@kennethpouncy6318

JUVENILE WA$ A BEA$T ON TRACK$, HE $TILL I$, HE NEED ✌🏽 MAKE $OME HIT$.. WARRIOR 🀴🏽

@user-oy8gr8xc1j

Breaks my heart to see how my city was completely destroyed! Everyone's life changed after that horrible storm!!!!!

@drgribb

I know Money on the Couch. I know Take Them 5. I know Juvie tha Great, and Ha. I still think Get Ya Hustle On is lyrically the hardest Juve ever came. Massively underrated track

@ThyLord666

Underrated song/video, should have a million views!

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