Life ain't nothing but a game,
so far I've been a ghetto frisker
Pimp player and a hustler, trust no buster
Strangly struggler,
drug smuggler,
keep me sit up on the DL
Cause all a nigga wanna do is stack some mail
Hit it lookin' bad, if I slip I fail
I stay mad at the world bitch, can't you tell?
Mean muggin', really don't wanna be thuggin'
This world ain't got no lovin' though,
I ain't got none
Misdemeanor crime,
niggas be doin' time In the county got my face for the world
It's tryin' to kill me,
yeah,
they ain't scared But when them motherfuckers catch me rollin'
My eyes are bloodshot red,
I smoke weed Yes indeed it keeps me goin',
I'm hoopin'
They label me a thug and every day I show no love I'm in this game
I stay and spot myself in front of the crime
Every night I'm hustlin',
dealing to these cluckers This world ain't got no lovin'
You gon' feel me,
feel me,
either that or kill me I'm mad at the world cause I run for the huss
Every night I'm hustlin',
dealing to these cluckers This world ain't got no lovin'
You gon' feel me,
feel me,
either that or kill me I'm your male,
like the mailman Can't you see me rollin'
in my dropper At the record shopper,
* the crooked copper Double O,
motherfuckin' seven,
the loud street dweller The loud street killer,
never drinkin' Miller Wiser Make me wiser when you try to
approach Smokin' hella weed guarantees to make you choke
Down with red dogs,
driving hogs,
bitch I thought you knew about that
My croupie hella fat,
fuckin' with the Mundo sacks
Super smoked out,
super low dock Creepin' through your neighborhood,
nigga
On my ride cause the flavor's good Long street food,
don't forget it
Cause niggas in my hood makin' that grip We gots to straight up mug,
get with it
It ain't no room for no plunk,
so get your ass up
It ain't no room for no plunk,
so get your ass up
It ain't no slippin' when you drippin' and smokin' up on that dip
And movin', snoobin' these niggas, fat niggas
Money money up up on your ass cuz this thing that you were
free with who we blew we dumped them laws and make that money
I
Got a war but they can't find me sweat
mother motherfucker blowin on the stick
Blows blows behind behind me niggas can't catch the dick
But the for the * * you're about to make it
I'm hustling every night I'm hustling
Village cluck cluck cuz this world ain't got no love
You gon feel feel me
Either that or kill me
I'm mad world world cuz I'm broke but I'm hustling
Every every hust hust every every hust hust
Village village cluck cluck
Village village love love
You gon feel feel me
Either either kill kill
Mad mad world world ho ho
Fine
I'm a nigga that's a nigga that's a nigga
that's a nigga that's a nigga that's a nigga
And watch this 2 Street Hustlers drape
Get his game on, the slang rising past the Clock
On another buster's block
Say you drama for your motherfucking momma
I'ma push me from hill to the Bahamas
And live like a hustler
Every night I'm hustling
Building cities, clubbing
This world ain't got no loving
People have to feel me
Nigga that'll kill me
I'm mad at the world cause I'm broke but I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Every night I'm hustlin'
Runnin' to these clubbers
This world ain't got no lovin'
You gon' have to feel me
Even that'll kill me
I'm mad at the world cause I'm broke but I'm hustlin'