[Intro: Doc Doom]

Yo, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Straight hustlin', bubblin'

My niggas, all my bitches, the fuck

Hustle on, fuckin' hustle on



[Hook 4X: Doc Doom] *same time as chorus*

Hustle just to eat, we all are in need of, some paper, so we



[Chorus: Doc Doom]

Hustle is a way of life

No matter what ya hustle is, make sure ya hustle right

Curb servin' workin' 9-5, I find ya shootin' dice

Get paid, gettin' paid, just to avoid the strugglin' strain

Hustle is a way of life

No matter what ya hustle is, make sure ya pockets right

Curb servin' workin' 9-5, I find ya shootin' dice

Get paid, gettin' paid, just to avoid the strugglin' strain



[Doc Doom]

All my niggas get ya hustle on

Bubble on, til ya money's long

Time waits for no one and I'm tired of strugglin'

I need chips, my baby need new clothes and new kicks

And daddy need big houses and new whips, I can't slip

I gotta come up so I hustle from night to sun up

Whether it's writin' these rhymes or duckin' one time

I stay on the grind, who can knock me?

For tryin' to eat, cuz starvin' is for the weak

And ain't shit sweet in these streets, you can't be lookin' for no handouts

Fuck around and you be waitin' wit ya hands out, cold broke and stressed out

No dough to stretch out, no smoke to let out

'Fo' I go broke, I'm runnin' in the bank wit the tech out

Like where the money at, no time, for no funny acts

Because this Tec'll hit you where ya actin' funny at

So where's the loot, don't make me shoot, we just soldiers

On high pursuit, mashin' for the money, get ya paper



[Hook/Chorus]



[Monk]

Hustle is my way of life

That's why I'm on the block, posted up, gettin' right

Through the struggle, there's hustle, the juggle, tryin' bubble

That's why I maintain and keep sane and don't stumble

Shootin' dice, hittin' licks to make my chips double

That's how I live, my whole lifestyle's major trouble

The things I go through, day in and day out

Make me say, fuck it, change and do a new route

But why change now, these my means to survive

I'm tryin' to stay alive, that's why I slang dope

Get high and write the street rhymes

Duck from the cops cuz the jakes ain't shit

They harass a nigga ass for every dollar I get

And every case that I got, that's a dollar that's spent

But I'mma stay on the grind, til I stack up my chips



[Hook/Chorus]



[Crisis]

Hustle heavily, ghetto all-star, hood celebrity

My destiny, filthy rich, another street legacy

Manifested, competition, pockets left anorexic

Some niggas dirty mack, them haters be the first to catch it

Streets got my brain infected, expect the unexpected

My niggas run in reckless type to make ya run ya necklace

I puff a blunt for breakfast, and brainstorm on different ways to get paid

You give it up or get sprayed

Iron brigade, hustle for gold, hustle for souls, hustle for dough

Hustle for clothes cuz a hustler knows

How to walk, how to talk, grind harder than Tony Hawk

On a front-line, dodgin' one time, under the sunshine



[Hook/Chorus]



[Hook x4]