(feat. Krazy, Master P)



[P talking]

"One in a half,two in a half,three in a half,

(four quarters)I think I might have a thousand grams(one key)"



[Chorus: singing]

Hustlin, hustlin

Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ohh

Hustlin,hustle

Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ooh



[Master P]

(Where them fiends at,I'll be right there in the hall way ya heard me)

Now picture me a street nigga went from weed to guns

my cousins a dope dealer now it's coke & funds

now with the money comes bitches & with the feds comes snitches

I'm just a lil' nigga tryin' to go from rags to riches

Cause in the ghetto niggas like to flip fo' & a half

the projects is home but the ghetto's my lab

Niggas scream third ward nigga we ready to ride

Niggas say fuck No Limit then we ready to die

Nigga fo' fives & nines we hold them high

Lil' niggas whoop whoop hide them pies

Cause if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense

An if yo hustle ain't tight nigga you'll end up in the pen



[Chorus x2]



[Krazy]

What if these mothafuckin' project bricks could talk

Would they tell what goes on nigga after dark

Bullets spark young homies gettin' blasted

Sixteen in a muthafuckin' casket the games drastic

Live my life wit my thug soldiers gettin' high

Mixin' Hennessy & weed bitch it's do or die

When we ride to yo area

Tell yo family find where they can bury ya

My dawgs carry ah AK's & ski masks

If you got ki's then yo niggas better hind yo ass

We blast like dope fiends roamin' the block

No matter how many niggas get popped drugs'll never stop believe dat



[Chorus x2]



[C-Murder]

(check this out playa)

Now picture me a TRU nigga thugged out hustlin' hard

I hope you niggas understand I could never be soft

Cause mentally I'm capable of over comin' the worst

I'm havin' flashes picture me in ashes & dirt

On a T-shirt a memory a thought of the past

I lost my brother to a muthafuckin' gun blast

I analyze every nigga watch his moves look in his eyes

Cause you can never tell

Predicted dead or in jail nigga

Now tell me what you see

Cause life's so hard for a Callio nigga like me ya dig

Cause I'm gonna hustle til' I'm gone

Hit the highway & play again it's on in the ghetto



[Chorus x2]



[C-Murder]

TRU Records, TRU Records huh brah

On top we never flop ya dig non stop the billboard spot

Whatshappn' own records representin' the millenium (yaheard)

For the 2g (yaheard) still I ride what's up Ke'noe nigga

what's up to all my niggas out there (huh brah)

The Young Guns,CP3, New 9(New 9) whatshappn' Magic,

Peaches whatshappn' what's up Krazy nigga 

Suge what's up chillin' keep it real nigga