Artillery - Husslers N Gangstaz lyrics

[Hook] [Artillery] (Germ) You don't wanna be no hussler, sometimes husslers starve Gettin' money, we pray that we don't touch you god (You don't wanna no gangsta, sometimes gangstas bleed) (And one day you face the day when you're forced to squeeze) See a n***a turn hussler, (then a hussler turn thug) A thug turn gangsta when he bust his first slug (When sh** hit the fan) tell me who you gonna trust? (Just do what you gotta do) do what you must [Artillery] When you lust the color of green Schemes with the toast, keep presidental ( ? ) thugs on both knees Deep in the game and now you're lovin' the coke Cause it make you wanna stack a quater mill and be ghost Then get out the ghetto, get out the slums, get out the gutter Wake up the metal, break up dunns, break up the bu*ter Makin' 'em stutter, mask up, lookin' for green Would you call a ( ? ), reach for your dreams Life is losin', everything is never what it seems Searchin' for the fiends, it's like a maze to get you the green Send up the wheel like wild crews, spinnin' the wheel But lay low and spray high like a raw street deal Truth of the pen, half these cat ain't usin' thier brain Bustin for nothin', takin' this struggle and vain And thier's those who respect, and lovin' this game Play by code and honor when they dealin' with things [Hook] [Germ] My team is like the Armada comin' through, like a fleet of ships Guns with clips, it's a color-line between the bloods and crips Don't avoid the war-zone to save your Private Ryan Peep around the walls and your top get blown, right if you're afraid of dyin' Would you froze in a crusial monument When your peeps needed the ammo the gun down your opponents Son got slugs in his chest, while your sittin' on the stairs shedin' tears Actin' like you not knowin', the enemies pa**ed you You woulden't bust you gun, standin' there lookin' shooked and stunned Now you're stressin' Knowin' that the shorty took your man the the essence When the sh**'ll bring you, you and the peeps start to restin' Understand, d**h will keep pressin' Can't be dealin' with these cats in the game, we'll floss Understandin' that thier hands don't be smellin' like yours Be the same ones, you have with you when you flossin' on tour Be the main ones, to send thier goons to kick in your door So you watch who you have with when you're in media circles Cause in the end, those the ones that gon' hurt you And the end, those the ones that gon' hurt you [Hook] [Artillery] If you got dreams to settle down with a brick Then you better got it on ( ? ) clips Get you a Tre-8 a three-pound and watch your chips Better then a dog and you ain't gotta feed 'em sh** Don't trust no man, never gonna talk to no chick Same b**hes set you up and now they shot in you whip Don't get 'em, all or nothin', you can't even be miss The streets ain't a play-ground, squeeze the fifth [Germ] I'm in cut like ?Porac-Side?, bubbelin' Godfellas comin' in, we troublin' You scarred to let us come out, knowin' we dumb out When we pull them guns out, you change your whole route Know what Germ be about, spittin' sixteens, spit the last f**in' eight To set the record straight Controllin' my destiny, I'm kind of scarred to fade If you cross the wrong path, you get your face ate [Hook]