(*talking*)
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This for my niggas, 9th Ward bound
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Cross the canal, and the CTC
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I'm still thuggin' nigga, ha-ha
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Ya heard me
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[Magic]
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Ain't nothing changed, still struggling trying to make an advance
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I got a little loot, but I'm tired of spending hundreds of grands
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I'm trying to blow a mill you feel me, never even missing
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And me and my niggas have been rude, getting fitted
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We destined to ball, we different from y'all
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Y'all like to shop, but we'd rather buy out the mall
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Gots no friends, I gots to keep the fam with me
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Has no pity gon bust bust, until empty
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Out of love nigga, I...full of blood nigga
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As somebody getting drugged nigga
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I tried changing, but I guess this shit is deep in the blood
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I guess that's why my mama calls me a thug, but still
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[Chorus]
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Take a walk through my hood
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And everything seems to be a-o.k
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See my niggas on the block still hustling
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Living life, day by day
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Don't get mad at us, just understand
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That that's the way, playas play
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Society done showed us the money
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And the cars, and made us this way
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We forever be some hustlers, don't trust us
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Because we motherfucking hustlers - 4x
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[Magic]
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Now you can call me greedy
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But I envy niggas balling harder
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Then up comes, the 9th Ward shit starter
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I'm the definition, it don't gets no clearer
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Genuine, hundred percent, thug nigga
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Full of fire, try me feel my flames
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And let me prove, ain't a damn thang changed
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Uh-huh, I'm thuggin' for my niggas, let it be heard
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I represent the 9th no, disrespect to the Third
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I got a obligation to show the world, how we thuggin'
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How we does it, Orleans buzzers, I'll be there for you cousin
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To smoke with you, choke with you, maybe crack a joke with you
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Cause I use to be broke with you
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[Chorus]
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We hustlas, we hustlas
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Uh-huh, we motherfucking hustlas
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I said we hustlas, nigga we hustlas
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Uh-huh, we motherfucking hustlas
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[Magic]
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25 years of bullshit, 25 years of
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Stashing rocks, under my lip
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25 years of trying to get rich quick, trying to hit a lick
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Trying to make a dolla, out of fifteen cents
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I hustler harder than the average, kidnapping
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And jacking, happens to be my favorite
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See I did this on the regular nigga
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I move swift like the Predator, nigga
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To anialate my competitor, and to add to my decimals
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See I ran with professionals, niggas
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With big testicles, that's down for whatever
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Put my life on the line, to keep my family straight
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You niggas die when you in my way, motherfuckers
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[Chorus]
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(*talking*)
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I did this here for my mo'fuckers, I ain't gon lie
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I love you niggas from the bottom of my mo'fucking heart
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9th Ward till the day I die, if a nigga can't respect that
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Tell em stay the fuck out my face, cross the canal nigga
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Hustler
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