[Verse 1]
Same old [bad word]  just a different day,
Out here grinding for the money and a place to stay,
Momma need a house, Krazy need some shoes,
Everyday's a [bad word]  that's what I'ma do,
I sit back with a bottle of Jack in the back of the 'Lac,
Counting money that I earned tonight, enough for 'gnac,
Maybe tomorrow I will find some of my homies trapped,
But if I needed I would act a [bad word] maniac,
The menace to society, this is the way they treat me,
This ain't no [bad word]  apo-logies, don't forgive me,
I got a [bad word]  family that [bad word] needs me
And [bad word] money that I bring to them, don't [bad word] hit me,
I'm not a [bad word] drama setter but I got beretta,
I'm sipping amaretto, drink with me, don't [bad word] let up
Me do some crazy Chedda, you can't cross my paper route
Because you can't knock the hustle, what you know about it?

[Hook]
I gave a pledge allegiance to my [bad word] hood,
And nobody will push us, or I [bad word] shoot
(Cause you can't knock the hustle)
The only men who died tonight - the snitches and the liars,
I think nobody gonna cry for them, they a-re fired for life
(Cause you can't knock the hustle)

[Verse 2]
You never witnes-sed the [bad word] that I have been through,
This ain't my fault that I'm a dealer, it's because of you,
It's so [bad word] expensive for me to provide my crew
With all of needs and stay a legal guy, who woulda knew
That I'ma hit the rock bottom when I was a kid,
I'm getting older now, everything for me is [bad word] 
And when I see the piggies on the ride I never quit,
Cause for me to be jailed is equal to be [bad word] hit,
But no one [bad word]  cop have recognized me ever,
I don't know why, maybe they stupid, maybe I'm so clever,
Maybe they think "The white boy gonna be a dealer? Never!
We looking for the [bad word] tinted black, forever"
They look at me then pass me by, I am so tired [bad word] 
Maybe one day I take a gun and shoot myself, I'm clowning

[Hook]