Westside Connection - You Gotta Have Heart lyrics

(Aah, yirr Yearh, man Wooh, yo This rules everything man) [Chorus] I don't hurt ya It will only make you stronger In this game you gotta have heart This hustle will brake you down Pull you apart [Mack 10] Homie, the same thing make you laugh, make you cry And in the fastlane the strong survive and the weak die Thats the way the ball bounce and i often wonder why But i nease it all And not just a piece o' the pie I used to hope and wish for everything i couldn't buy I was a young ghetto-boy that grew up in the eye So i bowed to be a hustler and reach for the sky And not only a'm i ballin' Right now is mo' ta' It's like a jungle sometime U gotta hustle sometime U gotta use your mind, mouth and your muscle sometime U gotta grind Stop looking for a savier Use what the f** i gave your (flavour) I'm in the gutter-lane Whit the gutter-mouth tryin' to get out the gutter For my life's gutter-out If i was right and called my mamma a b**h It wouldn't have took me this to to get this rich (i know) [Chorus x2] [WC] I was raised The young n***ar was scwabble In the city o' looks No hope or rolemodels The black sheap o' the family destent to feel Preticted to spend my hole life in a jail-cell f**ed up and not believe in the hype I know i would be more then a fellen't I zoomed up and see the light n***ar, got my mind right n***ar, got my grind tight Now a n***ar is gettin' paid to skip Skip to the lime-light [Mack 10] See, we all got problems But some need a dress And so at night i hit my knees and begged him for my blessings And ask him for forgiveness to minimize my stress n***ar, continue to know how to dodge this Smith & Wesson And with his help i will perform in my best And it's still hard with all this temptation and testenin' If i'm wrong Just accept it as a lesson As i conquer all my enemies And mashing with agression, Lord [Chorus x2] [Ice Cube] Ain't never been shoot like 50 Cent or 2Pac Cuz' 2 shots is too many Too hot to go in me I've rather sit remmy In the back of this Bentley And only f** with n***ars and you b**hes that's friendly Dont forgive whats so femm? Cup with my penn? I pull out the semm? Put hoe's up in Timmy Just f** it - it's Babylon And n***ar might have a bomb Just like the Taliban But i on never ?lan? [WC] I sit alone i my fo'corner room Loaded ammo Cuz' in these streets like there's a gamble And Run-DMC, times is getting harder So i'm taking of my gold-fandelellin' to the author Old n***ar say to young k**ers awaked you But when you got it Only few homies stay true This game it's like russian roulette We hustle to d**h Mash for weather Make the devil marker for chedder [Chorus x2] [Hook:] [Ice Cube] Yo! WON'T YOU JUST STOPPING fu*kING WITH US? You know what i'm saying You take what you got I take what i got JUST STOP fu*kING WITH US! U're motherf**ers got everything and your still complaining U motherf**ers got everything and you still ain't have it It's u're world MOTHERfu*kER! AND U'RE AIN'T NEVER GONNA GET IT RIGHT! BIIIIATCH!!!