The Hustle lyrics

Artist  : Pharcyde 
Song : The Hustle



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 We gotta hustle ya'll We gotta hustle
(Bootie
Brown)
Lookin to advance in this world that's
monopolized so I utilize
careful not to
jeopardize on my chances
Some niggas pack 17
to stack their advances.
I had a couple of
homies that went to Kansas and Colorado.
I
never been one to follow
I'm a lone desperado
on the come up who rather sum up.
Siskel gets
paid to sit down with his thumb up.
Asshole,
watch cash flow take a downfall when your shit
not on
the ball.
Who you gonna
call?
Hustle hustle hustle
hustle
(Schmooche)
First you see a flash &
then you smell smoke
Schmooche cat, controllin
the whole scene
as my people choke, the
hustle
I want to be down & all off into
it
like Russell Simmons, I like the
women's
The hers not the him, Ipass L's to my
bredren
In my pocket stacks ends
but I
always find myself saying, please excuse me
sir
place down your bottle
I didn't mean to
step upon your eypps throttle
and get her
overheated ready to be treated
for the
Schmooche Cat addiction affection
To her state
and being I had her seeing triple visions
blue
mountain tops and purple valley
wantin' to
hang with her eypps in my alley
Some do it
illegal Brothas just want more than their
equal
Tryin not to get coated up in the evil
This goes out to all my
hustling people...
Just do it do it do it... do it do it do
it
(Randy Mac)
Smokin doja in the south
central streets keep me noid
til I puff bomb E
T just to fill the void and recollect the
word
of a Vet once put me down with Be about
your paper mack and
watch
the folks you
clown with life's a hustle have money have
heart
My matrimony to this playa shit is death
do us part
and chasin papes from the nine six
to infin
Blazin endo stems sippin yack and
straight Hen
Gettin twisted out of shape like
a pretzel Comin wit more cross
over
appeal
that Van Exel and I hope to God that I
don't go to serve no
Cavi stressin to maintain
self preservation up in Cali
My partners of
mine are skyballin out of control
but I ain't
feelin that part of the game so
Slow your roll
and pump your brakes for goodness sakes
I spot
the fake the scandalous dulo one-time popo & the
jakes
would love to ship my ass to Foledad or
maybe Foesome
But I recognize a trick-a-ration
so I mob by my lonesome
and see my status as a
playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all
the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal
Brothers just want more than their equal
Tryin
not to get caught up in the evil this goes out to
all my
hustling people... just do it do it do
it... do it do it do it
(Big Boy)
You see
back in the days crime pays
But now rhyme
pays, so I had to hustle in many ways
now let
me break this down
I used to pack pipes like
Wesley Snipes, and new jackin like
Nini
Brown
puttin suckas in fear
Lettin ya know
Big Boy is the nigga in charge over here
I'm
buying new shoes and new clothes
Give me one
of them two of these aw fuck it
Nigga give me
three of those
My homie Shaun Juan used to
give me 5 for 1
Back in the days that's how my
hustlin' shit was done
Then that game went
astray fools droppin dime
Catchin time and
brothas gettin blown away
So Suavecito my
Negrito put me with the Pharcyde
Tours and
pours of Hennessy by the barside
Makin papes
makin tapes doin dates
All over the world in
each and every state
Now I'm on the other side
of the tracks makin tracks
But still got fat
backs and fat stacks
Yo Bootie Brown I guess
I'm out
paper chase hustle that's what it be
about
Some do it illegal Brothas just want
more than their equal
Tryin not to get caught
up in the evil this goes out to all
my
hustling people... just do it do it do
it... do it do it do it