If you're a real hustler your sure to get rich
This is for the hustlas, come on
This is for the hustlas, come on
I make money like a motherfucker, it ain't no thang to me
Short Dog in the house spittin' game with Breed
Ain't no bust partner, that's the third week
I'm goin' to pimp these hoes, they can't work me
How the hell you think I get to ride a B-12?
Both the phone and TV ended with a green smell
I went from Oakland to Atlanta with my top down
Short Dog, my shit is nationwide 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 major
Bitch, you wanna get me, better hit me on my pager
Today I'm on the west coast, tomorrow I'm in Texas
Flip the Benz and Ferrari, sold the Lexus
Shorty, drop the bass in the mix
You know what's next, bitch, I'm sure to get rich
This is for the hustlas, come on
This is for the hustlas, come on
I'd be the thuggin' ass outlaw
'Til my fuckin' casket drops
Fuck around and make me blast
Believe me comin' strapped with the gat when you see me
Label me a threat to society but I ain't quitin'
Thug life, motherfucker, ain't no bull shittin'
Born in these projects destined to fate
Collectin' mail on these broke bitches slangin' that game
Now shit done changed, it ain't the the same
I ain't lyin' niggas are dyin'
Three strikes have you motherfuckers flyin'
In the penitentiary or in the cemetery
Gettin' high no need to worry
And last year niggas was knockin' up the block
And in between shots, pumpin' tapes
From that nigga Breed and Pac
This year bringin' you the fix, includin' Ant Banks in the mix
Now we're sure to get rich, still strivin'
This is for the hustlas, come on
This is for the hustlas, come on
I mean a fool at heart, head strong
And I won't be headed home if he falls apart
There ain't no way to hide from the dark side