Hustle Hard (Ft. 50 Cent)

[Chorus x4: 50 Cent]Hustle HardMoney StackSell that dopeSell that crackSell that patSell that gatSell that pussyHolla back[Verse 1: Papoose]Listen if you eightball shavin' onthe block turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta (Hustle Hard)Turn 14 to 28 fast56 to 100 gramsNow I'm on yo ass (Hustle Hard)And I ain't stoppin' at a hundred gramsA hundred grams to a hundred grandLet's take it back to the gutter famI ain't shaking none of you suckas handsBecause I'm better than you, you, him, and your other manThey need no brown when they makin' them sucka jamsBut they get on the radio and turn to the guttermanYou and your R&B boss make a good couple famI'm a catch you at lover's lane like Son of SamGot the revolver in my fuckin' handAutomatics like that hot 97 concert summer jamHalf of my work, make samples to keep em' comin' famI sample 50 like I just copped a hundred grams[Chorus x4: 50 Cent]Hustle HardMoney StackSell that dopeSell that crackSell that patSell that gatSell that pussyHolla back[Verse 2: Papoose]I paid for 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6You can't jerk me I got more scales than fishNigga's mad cause they can't make a sell for shitWhen I'm on the block I make more sales than SprintGone have to bust yo gun if you bust my ballzThis nigga owe me some money tryin' to duck my callzFollow them up the oneway street he smokin' on a loosayHe seen me and tried to bust a U-waySo I caught him on a 2-way Street and gripped on a oozayI ain't have a sidekick but I hit em' on a 2-wayBrought 10 nigga's who thought they'd never see you breathlessWell that's somethin' that Tennessee like MemphisRappers be tryin' to get in where they fit in like tetrisThat's why I Ieave they family 'morning' like 'breakfastThey see other niggaz do it and then they try to followThat's why I leave they family 'mourning' like 'alonzo[Chorus x4: 50 Cent]Hustle hardMoney stackSell that dopeSell that crackSell that patSell that gatSell that pussyHolla back[Verse 3: Papoose]I lead the rifle rawYou just went right through your final doorI invite you allNever did like you or trifle fraudSick as psycho wardsInvite you on buyin' my mike recital was vinylShine a light that'll blind youMy Light that'll fight for your titleCry for psysem like michaelMy life recycle is psycho da pschobanktual bibleLook in the eyez of your idleI'm right behind youI Lined youI Stifled yoursYou rap niggaz marked for death like Michael Moore (Hustle hard)Yeah even my rhymes is hustleI'm sellin' em' to your mind watch my respect double (Hustle hard)They never used to wanna produce him or introduce himGettin' Text's from niggaz who rappinText messages from niggaz who producinNow a days I get more Texas than Houston (Hustle hard)Ha you ain't doin' no real bubblinYou keep your end of the street stop air hustlin[Chorus x4: 50 Cent]Hustle hardMoney StackSell that dopeSell that crackSell that patSell that gatSell that pussyHolla back