For real, Yeah
 [bad word]  
How ya gonna die?
When ya die, [bad word] I'mma die a hustla
I'mma die makin money

[Repeat] 

I'mma die a hustla
I'm smokin weed and [bad word] My baby mama keep sayin she
don't need this [bad word] She said I ain't doin
nothin for my Shorty
I'm like "Whatever"
As I'm sippin on the forty
Uhh, Yeah
I got my mind on [bad word] up
Cause I'm a 36 ounces to a key
I need to be, 
On the road with my niggaz from the hood
Screamin "It's all good, it's
all good, it's all good"
I often wonder should I stay in the game
Cause I got too many enemies takin aim
I learned that niggaz that beef
Be tryin to kill niggaz
So if you see me hangin
I'm hangin with real niggaz
And I'll be bustin at [bad word] and [bad word] Tryin to get the heck out
Swervin at my ride bout to wreck out [bad word] I [bad word] cause
that's the life I chose [bad word] I'ma be a hustler
til my casket close
And everbody's tellin me
"You movin too fast"
The street life don't last
Look at your homie's that past
And even though deep inside
I know they talkin [bad word] [bad word] I still wanna do [bad word] [bad word] I'mma die a hustla
 [bad word]  

Ain't got no time to be [bad word] with hoes
They gotta wait
Cause a [bad word] gotta get
his money straight
Cause niggaz be actin shady
When [bad word] to green
don't be [bad word] with my money
If [bad word] then come clean
You fools better wise up
I'm like ?
Cause I'ma shoot a [bad word] Ask questions later
If I'ma die [bad word] [ Find more Lyrics on [bad word] [bad word] ]
I'm not dyin alone
I'll be until my bullets gone
And only real niggaz, can feel my pain
I once thought I was crazy
But now I know I'm insane
Smokin out
I'm the king of the base point
Me and my niggaz rollin up
a fat laced joint
Tryin to survive
I need paper to fold
Every other day I'm violatin parole
I going back to jail?
I'll be damned if I will
I ain't shootin to stop a [bad word] I'm shootin to kill
I lived my whole entire
life in the fast lane
that's why I'm burnt out
Never thought the streets
would have a niggaz soul
turned out
I'ma get me, no matter how I get it
And tell the police that
Blac Haze did it
I'mma die a hustla

(For real, yeah)
 [bad word]  

Could it be the street life?
Or am I really losin my mind?
I get the trippin [bad word] with my nine
When I low my [bad word] you
better stand clear
And call the coroner cause
there's a dead man here
See, I be watchin the niggaz
who wanna be large
Or maybe bigger
I catch a hot one and get to
pullin on the trigger
that's why I'm packin five
When I'm packin key's
So many homies, that
turned into my enemies
So don't be fakin this [bad word] Like if you gonna blast
Cause when I turn out the lights
You all outta gas
They got me caught up in the
drama of the inner city
Who can a [bad word] [bad word] 
Everybody's actin [bad word] I don't know where to turn
So I'ma chill back
And I'ma tighten my grip
when I feel slacked
I don't want no small change
I want a big caper [bad word] with the big boys
Makin big papers
Cause when I roll I'll be
rollin with a dirty clip
Dirty guns and dirty bullets
make you dirty quick
And we be layin playa haters down
Like the law
You said you want it
We serve it raw [bad word] I'mma die a hustla

(for real, yeah)
 [bad word]  

Oooooo tell me do you know, do
you know, do you know