Hussle E

Yeah. Late night just creeping on the low. Got a line and some tech, but I'm looking For some more. Roadblocks in the hood, better let The homies know. Beam hit my line, said he Found another four. So I hit the freeway and Get off on Slauson. See some niggas on Fig In their low lows flossing. But it's late night, so I proceed with caution. Make a left on Western, yeah, I do this Often. Beam passed out, wake him up with some Water. Got a extra baby bottle full of red For Tuhanna. So I grab that and head right Back to Bonton. Bitch blowing up my line, but I don't feel like talking. Hit the safe house, all the homies there when I walk in. Playing 2K on a big screen, Walking. And a big back, pull the four up With my tool. And the homie hit my line, Say, "Nigga, what it do? What it do?" Hustle. We function every day. Hustle. Active in every way. Hustle. We function every day. Hustle. Active in every way. Wake up, shit, I gotta get to it. More money on the line when you making this Music. In the shower, grab brand-new fit, how I Do it. Top back on my shit, out traffic Just moving. Ride past the park, homies hanging out, Wooing. Hug my shit passing by so you know That I salute them. real life when you rapping And banging. Can't get caught slipping 'cause some Niggas be hating. They rather see you dead than Pulling up on some danger. So I be on the blade where the bitches Be breaking. And I get money while you niggas Be faking. Whoa. Like I graduated. Thirty in the hood, happy that I made it. Can a sucker-ass nigga tell me shit about some Paper? I'ma break bitches, make bitches, Break bread. Young bitches in the kitchen cook me Breakfast in bed. You dig? Hustle. Hustle. We function every day. Hustle. Active in every way. Hustle. We function every day. Hustle. Active in every way.