Half a Klip
Risin Up
Kool G Rap
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[Chorus]
Hustler✦
Keep your eyes open✦ all the time playin' the game
24/7, no sleep
I come from the heart of the ghetto,✦ you dig?
Hustler✦
I come from that life of the street life
'Cause it's goin' down
Can't get no better✦ than that
Come on, player
[Verse 2]
You wanna✦ underrate G, you people got some nerve
I was raised✦ in the gutter,✦ you was shoved✦ in the suburbs
Age of fifteen, kid, I'm destined to drug serve
Moms was a nurse's✦ aid, step pops a janitor
Rim ride shit, drives✦ a stolen✦ cam from Canada✦
Salvation Army✦ kid, clothes from a canister✦
Munchin' on a fried bologna sandwich by the banister✦
Welfare cheese up in the fridge
No heat, freezin' in the crib
Nappy✦ head, peacin'✦ on a kid
Moms puttin'✦ season on a pig
Nigga✦ rock PRO-Keds but holes✦ on the bottom
Twelve year old problem, hole in the bottle
No Holy✦ Bible, all I know is survival
OGs in my hood taught me to roll up and rob you
Older✦ cousins on the slip' gettin'✦ it big
They used✦ to call up a cab, cop the shit to his wig
Yeah
[Chorus]
Hustler✦
Keep your eyes open✦ all the time playin' the game
24/7, no sleep
I come from the heart of the ghetto,✦ you dig?
Hustler✦
I come from that life of the street life
'Cause it's goin' down
Can't get no better✦ than that
Come on, player
[Verse 3]
Yeah
Used✦ to sell weed then I stepped up to crack
My cool brother died in the crib, stretched off a pack
I'm a young nigga✦ gettin'✦ paid, sex off the rack
Got my little stacks right, mad jewelry and gear
Who the fuck tryna✦ see a judge and jury✦ appear?✦
Bag me up a couple bitches with some serious✦ rears
Tight frames,✦ tag team, got a furious✦ stare (Sup, mama?)✦
Runnin'✦ wild in the street, drug dealers and murderers
Pregnant chick tryna✦ copy,✦ nobody✦ servin'✦ her
Only✦ thing you get from me is some dough for the burger✦
But don't get it twisted, shorty✦ could kneel down and slurp 'em up
Catch 'em out on the block, smackin' one of the worker's up
Same hoes that work to kill all the time
Got her moanin'✦ on her back sayin', "You so fine"
I just use 'em enough✦ to smash, drive 'em out of they mind
Thinkin' evil hold a gun so pay in powder✦ and dimes✦
You know
[Chorus]
Hustler✦
Keep your eyes open✦ all the time playin' the game
24/7, no sleep
I come from the heart of the ghetto,✦ you dig?
Hustler✦
I come from that life of the street life
'Cause it's goin' down
Can't get no better✦ than that
Come on, player
[Outro]
See, player, this is why I made this music✦
There's✦ some things that you can't say
You have to let the music✦ say it for you
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