Hustling All I Can Do chords by Z‐Ro
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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(Mr. 3- 2) May life
be a trip, I never knew,
things could ever get bad
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As I got no love my 17 shot
glock with extra clips
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That's it, I'm going all out and
if I die then remember me
Cause in these last days I'm feeling
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like I'ma hit the penitentiary
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For real, trying to deal with
this every day struggle
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You got to get up,
up off your rump baby and hustle
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I tussle, work my muscle, and boss hog
Take what's mine,
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and still screaming fuck y'all
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If I can't ball, they better lock me up
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Shackled down, hand cuffed,
on sight I'ma bust
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What's up, where your nuts,
I get rushed to the head
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Thug for life, motherfucker till I'm dead
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Mr. 3- 2, boss of all bosses
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And I ain't, tolerating no losses
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And no excuses,
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cause this world is so shife
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Street game forever,
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and it's like that for life, nigga
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Verse 2
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(Chorus) Will
I ever see the stage again
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Radio D.J.s gone respect
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my rhythm
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Feeling like I'm fin to hit the pen again
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What will I do for food
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Living in the ghetto turning
boys to men
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Crooked cops and killers in
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ter rupt my mission
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Tell me will I ever pimp my penn again
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Hustling is all I can do
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(Verse 2) I was born on a
Verse 3
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fucked up day,
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had to be, holidays
With nothing but frowns on my face,
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the sadness brought madness
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To a family that was built,
unconsciencely I love em
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But some consciencely, running these streets,
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living constantly
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It's costing me, way too much,
but the slums got me
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Jacking niggas work something,
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exclude before I hurt something
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Inhale, exhale, ok, I promise things
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Gone get better, just give me one more day
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So I can work my jealous
friends to have around
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So I can tote my shit and hurt my
belly for trying to stay down
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Stay focused on what I'm trying to accomplish,
and not be accomplice
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Stay real, stay true, pay dues,
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and don't become a victim of some mob shit
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I never let this misery,
push me to do something I regret
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But just notice you in danger,
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I want you to feel my anger
And if I ever feel like I'm danger,
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I'ma empty the chamber, oh- oh
(Chorus)
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(Z- Ro) These
Verse 4
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motherfuckers want me dead,
at least that's how it seems to be
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An army of motherfuckers
against me Dean and E
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Who you gone call,
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when my commraterycome down rain
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Nothing but revenge to keep me sane,
it ain't nothing like pain
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Cause when I squeeze it then you bleed,
satisfaction is guaranteed
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Black hearted ever since the first murder,
off precious is my breed
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Enemies, fuck all my foes,
fuck all my friends
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Unless I'm in the penn,
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I've got nobody to call my kin
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Cause all the real niggas are dead or in jail,
but I've been
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Left in struggle for success trying to get a
check from Southwest Wholesale
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Look at all the 16's that I've wrecked,
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and I'm practically poor
On top of that I'm homeless my
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niggas don't want me no more
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Fuck being ten to get in,
these motherfuckers act like they don't know my face
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Better remember I'm quick to click and hit
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don't act like you don't know my pace
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Well fuck rapping, I need some right now money,
it's getting crucial
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If I pimp my pen, I got to wait 3 months for
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trade me scratch for lunch money
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Monday night the sirens seemed so loud
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I hope that I can lose this crowd
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Lately, it go down that way
That's why a nigga quick
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to get the K and spray
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We could of been so throwed together
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But because I was short it's on my cheddar
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I haaaad to get up and bleed the block,
and it don't stop
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(Chorus)
Outro 1
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Hustling All I Can Do
Z‐Ro
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