Mo B. Dick - Livin' Like a Hustler lyrics

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Mo B. Dick - Livin' Like a Hustler lyrics

[Intro: C-Murder] This is for everybody out there livin' that life, ya know We livin' like hustlers now-a-days, We livin' like some G's [Chorus: Peaches (Mo B. Dick)] TRU n***as livin' like some hustlers, hustlers TRU n***as livin' like some G's (Livin' that life) TRU n***as livin' like some hustlers, hustlers TRU n***as livin' like some G's (Livin' that life) [C-Murder] I wake up and shower ??? and brush my teeth And page my n***as, call my b**hes, and card them snitches Cause TRU n***as gon' ball, no matter what (what) We get 'em up at the drop of a dime bro And did a day livin' by the AK ]From the ??? overseas, TRU n***as blowin' trees' And gettin' high, it comes with the job I used to rob to stay alive and now I'm runnin' with the mob (TRU) And makin' dope hits after dope hits ]From the Ice Cream Man, to the motherf**in' Crime Fam' Iced out from the words that I speak A new freak every week I be puttin' to sleep I puts it down like that I got the game in my vein Million dollar rings and things and still want change Ghetto Fabulous, soldier n***a, f** a busta I'm a TRU n***a and I'm livin' like some hustlers [Chorus] [Master P] Don't play no games Y'all check this sh** out I started small time dope game, neighborhood coke man From the Calliope Projects to the neighborhood dope man b**hes wanna see me, n***as wanna be me Holla at ya boy if ya really f** with me I'm a ghetto superstar, yeah we live raw Believe none of what you hear And half of what you saw f** the press, I wear a bulletproof vest And the world hate the P cause I made it out the mess So, I'm 'a ball 'til I fall n***a TRU won't fall n***a Hoody Hooo is the call n***a And if you ain't with No Limit f** 'em all n***a Cause real n***as ride Playa haters die I represent the 504 and Southside Where they'll pay you for that scrilla Keep your eyes on your enemies And watch them lil' n***as [Chorus (2X)]