Hustlers Dream by Game
Intro:
Dre and Fidal
Niggas play everything live, nigga
Like Cool and The Game back in the day play it live, nigga
Fuck you niggas know about makin beats?
You dont know shit
Pussies (Ha ha)
Fuck you ever seen a nigga in his 20s with a guitar, bitch?
Verse 1:
Mothers only son, so I
Had to knock a nigga the fuck out on the block if he ever made my sisters cry
I was O Dog and Lorrenz taste dreams red everything niggas know what i mean
Red rag top and i made the dash pop
Before niggas came with stash spots, man
I was a dope man, dope man
I tried to tell em i could never be a felon, i was too good at sellin
Crack, X, Speed, and Heroin - fiends used to call me Monroe, cause i used to kill em down in Marilyn
Puttin niggas underground give me a shovel he still alive fuck him, i was on that level
Back then i aint believe in God, if he heal like they say on tv why bullets leave a scar?
Revenge is a feelin, but on my sons life when i catch the 2 niggas that shot me ima, kill em
Hook:
Desperate moments ive been waiting all my life
No mistakes i promise this will be my time
I know hustlin leads us to an early grave
But its the only way, how come niggas dying every day?
Verse 2:
I watched the coke price double up, i was too young to be a cook, so i had to sit back and watch it bubble up
Sittin in the window seein gang bangers knuckle up
Watchin the wind blow girls skirts while they double dutch
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