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Respect This Hustle

R E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E

You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustleI ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory

I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory

Respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustleThis nigga bitch meant I'm gettin' paid six ways

My shits laid, shits sprayed, lemonade with blades

Keep your mouth closed, you don't want to get sprayed

Shoot you down your body, let you sun bathe six daysKamikaze, Renegade, now we never get afraid

Kept the trap hot enough to fry egg in the shade

I ball till the day, I'm lying dead in the grave

I left the Fed behind the wall 'cause I ain't get awayChopper 'round the corner in a bush with a brick of yay

A bust can happen any day, we out here trapping anyway

Gettin' moneys an addiction, damn, what a nigga say?

I got a real bad condition if I ain't gettin' paidHand over fist, what I'm missing, got to get busy

I know you see this car I'm driving

See the house that I live in and figure this is enough

But, nigga, I want way more, really this is play doe

You set your sights way lowI had enough of the game, I don't know whether to stay or go

Indifferent group of lames and suckers here, which way I go?

Well, nigga, now you're a king, why you always got to say it for?

'Cause they said I couldn't say it beforeAnd I remember all it did was fuck my temper up more, Doug and J know

I say I wear the crown not a halo, sorry

Niggas think they seeing me but they're so sorry

They're fast but they ain't no Ferrari, noR E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E

You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustleI ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory

I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory

Respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustleYou think you been pulling gats, fussing, cussing enough

Right here bragging 'bout these niggas, you been busting enough

Man, look around, ain't nobody suffering but us

You could beat a hundred cases, catch one and you're fuckedI get probation, is you crazy? Pull a gun in the club

See how many folks and polices put you down in the club

If we got to come with a slug why we come to the club?

How much more of this shit you think we can put under the rugLook we already told them, I told you so

But all these niggas speaking out whoever spoke before

Don't take it personal, people want to be close to folk

What you think the televisions and the posters for?I'm claustrophobic though, well, then you need to see a doctor for it

I ain't joking, you close T.I.P., you 'bout to blow it

You forget about them nights in the cells? Did you honestly?

We were having talk with God and you promised usHe made a way for you to be large and you done it

Out the gate Urban Legend went on to do numbers

Sold a mil, made ATL king first week

Five hundred with the Grammy but not the one that I wantedWhat about them eight figure deals and that other new money

But ask yourself something, where the gun you got from me? Keep it real

Think about some one other than yourself some time

Did you keep your problem part low? Hey, just keep it realR E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E

You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustleI ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory

I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory

Respect this hustle, respect this hustle

Wont accept nothin else so respect this hustle

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