Styles P - Hustle Like A Muh lyrics

[Intro: Jadakiss] Turn the mic up a little bit.. Let me get some heat generated up in this muh'f**er This is real hood sh** Ok.. Yap.. Uh.. Yea. Yo [Hook: Jadakiss] Yo.. I do it all but I hustle like a muh'fukcer Get it off n***a, hustle like a muh'fukcer f** the law n***a, hustle like a muh'f**er Hustle, hustle, yeah hustle like a muh'f**er [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Blue suits hate me The Nocts[?] can't stand me The DA hoping she catch a n***a with the swammy Im just tryna make a few dollars to feed my family The gears are slipping on the hoopti I need the tranny I'm out here, in a track suit And some shell toes The work ain't potent But its strong enough to sell though Can't even lie dawg I'd rather be on Melrose But I got a quota to make before Chanel close The connect hold me down If I debt him then I'm a gonna The work is half gone and the rent is around the corner Ain't nothing like getting a n***a when you dont wanna That just means that I'm a be in the trap untill the morning Cause I hustle [Hook: Jadakiss] X 2 [Verse 2: Styles P] Started with an 8-ball Ended up with kilos for the bricks like the louisville players Rip the team off Carlo Gambino with a coke pot Same G in common[?] of the dope block Thirty thirty off the roof, f*ggot make your throat pop Or your head pop, Yall little n***as is funny like red fox Or Eddy Murphy or Richard Prior See the team over there, the whole click fire Until they sick and tired, of being sick and tired I dont even talk when I deal, incase the brick is wired Gun is like me in the booth, sh** is spittin fire Buck another s**a, hustle like a muh'f**a [Hook: Jadakiss] X 2 [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Uh jumped up off the porch, but ya'll was only seventeen So inspired by them zoes [?], getting major cream F*cking b**hes, twenty-sixes came from triple beams Dont recognize you in the hood, my youngest play the scene True story, words to ma momma hommie Them k**ers show up at your christian[?] ceremony Cold hearted, chiefing like Bob Marley Black scene ones[?], never did that Ed Hardy[?] I was out here, still a n***a out here Hustlin like a muhf**a with my strap in there I was paranoid, ducking 'em color boys They catch me slipping, might just send me to Illnois sh** done got real I just need a meal When you broke, ain't nothing funny, dont know how it feel n***as snitchin like them b**hes, must I keep it real I never been no p**y Im a die trill [Hook: Jadakiss]