H-U-S-T-L-E Murs & 9th Wonder
"H-U-S-T-L-E" by Murs & 9th Wonder, released in 2004, is a hip-hop track emphasizing hard work, perseverance, and the hustle mentality. The lyrics celebrate determination and ambition, showcasing Murs' clever wordplay. The song features a jazzy beat, blending classic hip-hop elements with soulful samples. Its message resonates in the grind culture of hip-hop, inspiring listeners to embrace their hustle. #HipHop
[Intro]
Everybody out here wanna be hustlers, man
But they dont have any idea what I used to do
I used to do anything imaginable
A nigga like me was scared to go to jail
So I'd use my brain and just think up the most outlandish shit
Shit niggas would never do, I used to get dirty
Now these niggas out here just be out here queer hustling
Man these niggas got it all backwards
I'm gonna show 'em how I used to do it
[Verse 1]
A lotta people wanna knock what we do on my block
But we do what we do cause we ain't got a lot
And you might get shot if your tongue's not watched
'Cause dudes walk around with hand cannons in their crotch
Fucking up the way they walk, stuck to the strip like scotch
With the top notch Bosch that can cook clean rocks
See times is too hard for us to ever go soft
So the doc got me on prescription strength Zoloft
So I can deal with the stress and I won't go off
But I'm on top, won't stop 'til the microphone drop
Rollin' four deep in the Cut like, what?
Hit you up and then roll off, we tryin' to get this dough boss
We don't do diamonds 'cause my dudes ain't show offs
Tryin' to keep it low so we don't see no cops
Wanna blow up, but I don't wanna go pop
Gotta blow up cause I can't let this dough stop
Everybody out here wanna be hustlers, man
But they dont have any idea what I used to do
I used to do anything imaginable
A nigga like me was scared to go to jail
So I'd use my brain and just think up the most outlandish shit
Shit niggas would never do, I used to get dirty
Now these niggas out here just be out here queer hustling
Man these niggas got it all backwards
I'm gonna show 'em how I used to do it
[Verse 1]
A lotta people wanna knock what we do on my block
But we do what we do cause we ain't got a lot
And you might get shot if your tongue's not watched
'Cause dudes walk around with hand cannons in their crotch
Fucking up the way they walk, stuck to the strip like scotch
With the top notch Bosch that can cook clean rocks
See times is too hard for us to ever go soft
So the doc got me on prescription strength Zoloft
So I can deal with the stress and I won't go off
But I'm on top, won't stop 'til the microphone drop
Rollin' four deep in the Cut like, what?
Hit you up and then roll off, we tryin' to get this dough boss
We don't do diamonds 'cause my dudes ain't show offs
Tryin' to keep it low so we don't see no cops
Wanna blow up, but I don't wanna go pop
Gotta blow up cause I can't let this dough stop
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