4 Tha Hustlas(Explicit) - Ant Banks

Yeah
If your a real hustler your sure to get rich
This is for the hustlas I'm sure
This is for the hustlas come on
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas
Oh come on come on
I make money like a motherf**ker
It ain't no thang to me
Dog in the house spittin game wit Breed
Ain't no bust partner that's the thrid week
I'm going to pimp these hoes they can't work me
How the hell you think I get to ride a B-twelve
The phone and TV ended with a green smell
I went from Oakland to Atlanta with my top down
Dog my sh*t is nation wide now
You can ask Breed or Pac it don't stop
I ain't bull shittin make a mill when I rock
Three players in the game and it's a major
B**ch you wanna get me better hit me on my pager
Today I'm on the westcoast
Tommorrow I'm in Texas
Flip the Benz and Farri sold the Lexus
Drop the bass in the mix
You know what's next beitch
I'm sure to get rich
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas come on
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas
Oh come on come on
I'd be the thuggin a** outlaw
Till my f**kin casuct drops
F**k around and make me blast on these bastard cops
This is for the hustlas
Believe me coming stapped with the gak
When you see me
Label me a threat to society but I ain't quiting
Thug life motherf**ker ain't no bull shitting
Born in these projects destined to fate
Collecting mail on these broke b**ches
Slanging that game
Now sh*t done changed
It ain't the the same
I ain't lying niggas are dying
Three strikes have you motherf**kers flying
In the penatentary or in the cemetary
Getting high no need to worry
Last year niggas knockin up the block
And in between shots
Pumping tapes from that ni**a Breed and Pac
This year bringin you the fix
Including Ant Banks in the mix
We're sure to get rich still I ride
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas come on
This is for the hustlas oh
This is for the hustlas
Oh come on come on
I'm a cold-hearted fool
I mean a fool at heart head strong
And I won't be headed home if he falls apart
Conatact niggas like a part time
When I ride the beat
Ain't no way to hide from the darkside
Man of many mens till the very end
And blend in and change my iden
Just to mix up with the game
They know me by the Breed
And they don't know it's my last name
It's mind over matter
I don't mind you don't matter
Pull a glock and watch the whole block scatter
And we can have us a gak to gak talk
Do it old style and do a back to back walk
Count to ten and say goodbye to your friends
And we can put the bull sh*t to an end
I figure if he plays around he lays around
And he's a motherf**ker calls a corner
When I'm around
Bodies are buried and found all around
And parish and charish and thoughts just to be true
Punk fellas behave ya and it just might save ya
So guard your girl and pickup your pistol
Cause you can't get wit Breed
The w**d head lyrical nit wit
The sh*t won't change as long as I'm alive
I gotta survive and keep it tight
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas come on
This is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas
Oh come on come on
This is for the hustlas