Mr. Serv-on - Hustlin' lyrics

{Master P} "n***a" "n***a if you buyin' 10 birds" "and Mystikal buyin' 10 birds" "and I go in 10 a bird n***a we got 30 birds" {Mr.Serv-On} n***as bow down respect this k**a Candy dilla cap pilla Legend maker take yo ho' break ha' Make ha' shake ha' a** tabletop Drop top candy painted 16 switches in tha trunk n***a so what you want I'm bout my hustle day & night f** yo life If you play me bout my change Rearange tha game Got a block from people 7 Sold it 12 mo' Before he hit tha doe' Hitem' twice Got my money and my ice f**ed his wife Made ha' thick pork chops,peas,and rice Southern dealergittin' his hustle every night n***a pa** tha dice Bail Joe on a come-up Hit my pointgotta blaze up Me my b**h about 10 she shook that for 14 Took a Gbreakin' em' off like P I'ts tha pimp in metryin' to git my coins Anyway I can See Tanya walk to Westbay Got my dick in hand You gone pay me b**h to ride this stick I know you wit this hustlin' sh** So hit yo knees trick (4x repeat) (chorus) {Master P} Hustlin' day & night Thats my life Candy painted on them gold thangs from tha rap game to tha dope game {Mystikal} As long back as I can remember When I was comin' up I was tryin' to git somethin' Felt like I didn't have nothin (I had to)put in tha effort And tightin' up on my hustle Since spendin tha on Utilities and a mind musta Fish and chicken plate,macaroni cheez,green beanz 5 dollar supper f** workin menimum wadge Cause my feet hurtin' I'm musty Cause tha first time somethin' come up missin' b**h Start watchin'like I don't trust ya And as hard as I used to work Find that sh** Then i'm really f**ed up Next thang you know I'm a**ed out unemployed but I didn't do nothin' Try ya best to invest in my name but I keep strutin' My financial situations gone be alrightjust gimme my check b**h I ain't stuttin ya What ever got to do to keep focus keep from sufferin' These n***as don't understand I write my tightest sh** when times is tuff Sick & tired of dreamin' bout' blowin' up Chances of makin' it glowin' up Seem like it ain't gone happen to me either Rate i'm goin' slow as f** But never no worry Wit every reward theres a struggle And every muthaf**in' come up theres a hustle (4x repeat) (chorus) {Master p} (ugh) Rip tha game and got em' tossed up Hundred G's two keys wit tha birder then we bought up How many n***as holla solja runnin from tha rollas Gone on that dolja hatas yall can't hold n***as off tha tank clockin' bank So we jump off in them thangs Got tha cane murda in tha dope game Rappers gittin' k**ed n***as guard yo grill I'm from tha 3rd ward So otha n***as better feel Tha silence of tha land n***as green & and ham I be bussin' muthaf**as like cuttin' up eggs and ham Down south n***as ball In a city like New Orleans Specilfied for murda Thats why they call Mystikal,and Serv-On n***a Master P Yall want a key n***a hit me on tha beep Non for free It's gone for 18 5 But when you hit us n***as Check because we runnin' from tha southside Heard (1x) (chorus)