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Hustle Man Lyrics

by MC Eiht

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Geah

I said geah

niggas bite my shit

Ge-ge-ge-geah

Geah

Original

Compton

Fuck with me on this one

Geah



As a young black teen I roam the blocks

With the sack and cash rats roam to joke

Y'all know the motherfuckin' game if you got dough

Enemies might follow

Hoes for sure

Got to recognize fools since the days of young

I represent the Compton every place I hung (geah)

Y'all can't get with this gangsta shit

Low riders, greedy rats, gats to spit (hey!)

All day everyday W-S turn play (W-S)

On the corner how I used to serve fiends for paid

Y'all walk this way I got your order (got your order)

If Feds get hipped

I'll cross the border (cross the border)

Like the ginger bread man catch me if you can

One-Times too slow from the spots I ran

Run game low stuff from coast to coast (locster)

Won't never getting closed always get ghost, geah



If you need me fast cash - hustle man

Bitch all in your stash - hustle man (ge-ge-ge-geah)

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (geah)

If you need me fast cash - hustle man

Girl all in your stash - hustle man (ge-ge-ge-geah)

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (geah)



I stay sinister, y'all to shiesty

I make the money y'all ?? like me

Got hoes at shows tryin' to fuck for paper

If niggas fall and sleep than catch the vapors

Always on deck I got that work

Come sure on the cash you might get hurt

No time like the present represent the thug

Since the days of ?? and bugs

That means I'm old school ran the blocks

That means I'm from the school of hard knocks

Top dollar for this blow

With this gangsta flow

On the corner where I served ?? to sure

I givin' it to you pure

X-ray Compton till I die so don't debate it

Can I bang for the thugs? Can I kill you for bitches?

Can I blow a little trynna stack some riches?

Geah



If you need me fast cash - hustle man (geah)

Bitch all in your stash - hustle man

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (ge-ge-ge-geah)

If you need me fast cash - hustle man

Girl all in your stash - hustle man (ge-ge-ge-geah)

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (geah)



All I know is I like livin' life in the West

Guess hoes do fucked niggas bang the best

Anybody try to test best duckin' dodge

Tryin' to exchange where my ??

With on the floor so don't y'all hate

W-S niggas do regulatin'

From San Quentin now right causin' back niggas

Cross the state line tryin' to build they stack

We pack more heat, too straight with aim

Got that bitch that cheat tryin' to play the game

In the meantime in the twin time

Hustle for dollars so check the rhyme

I ain't with small change so I works the block

Either from China white or the ?? I rock

That's true nephew Compton forever

If it's money to make I'ma keep it together, geah



If you need me fast cash - hustle man (geah)

Bitch all in your stash - hustle man (geah, geah, geah, geah, geah)

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (geah)

If you need fast cash - hustle man

Girl all in your stash - hustle man (ge-ge-ge-geah)

No cocaine mash - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man

Gotta - hustle man (geah)



Y'all stop bitin' my shit

Original (hustle!!)

Like I said once again my friend

It ain't over till the fat bitch spit

In two thousand and one ain't nuthin' spittin' (hustle)

But the Half Ounce Records

Geah, ge-ge-geah, geah

Full clip nigga

Fuckin' with y'all

Y'all ain't fuckin' with us

We ain't fuckin' with y'all neither

True thug niggas from the West

Do it the best

And like I said once again stop bitin' my shit

Geah, ge-ge-geah-geah, nigga