Traducción: POPS. Hustlin 'For My Baby.
, had to sleep in my car sometime But I never let another player see me down I kept my front up, my gear clean Even when checkin' minor green Brothers knew my
girl on 10th grade pregnant Needin' cash, I had to change my style Switched from bangin' to hustlin' No more goin' buck wild had to get a cash flow But my hustle
guidance just violence in probational homes Thinking my high routes is all out, music gotta be my way out Family gathered around, I gotta make 'em proud Pops
of nerve, all I done for you Ain't got no words for you, just pack your shit and go Find your baby father, 'cause I baby fathe'm not him, I baby no What
they couldn't catch us Gat still tucked, in my waist by my price time 'Cuz my chain hang so low my charm bang wit my pipe line Walk around, all day
gettin' some head (Hustle) I was gettin' some head (DTP) Gettin' gettin' some head (Hustle) I was gettin' some head (DTP) Gettin' gettin' some head (Hustle
I was gettin some head (DTP hustle) Gettin gettin some head (DTP hustle) I was gettin some head (DTP hustle) Gettin gettin some head (DTP hustle
where my buck niggas at? Where my buck niggas at? Where they at, where they at, where they at? Where my bitches at? All my hard core niggas, what you wanna do? My
hustlers, nigga Hustlin', it's in my nature Hustlin', don't be afraid Hustlin', it's in my nature Hustlin', don't be afraid Hustlin', it's in my nature Hustlin
way I got my son a gun for his birthday Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be tough But I give the props to brothers on my level Instead of trying
I got my son a gun for his birthday. Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be tough, But I give the props to brothers on my level instead of trying
gas prices And I don't even got a valid driver's license I'm pushin' luxury wheels, my pictures lookin' priceless My primo Pica and the clika hook me
around this bitch Do ya thang, whoa hustle try to stay low This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch But shawty they ain't fuckin' with pops
] My attitude is shitty When I aint got no motherfuckin money When I'm hungry And can't put a damn thang in my stomach What's frustrating I'm havin problems with my
wanna see my true portions, screw bossin Kill you like Mike pop for new Jordans Come through flossin, jail aint nothin for me I got cake baby, bail aint nothin for
got a story to tell Shit, niggas motherfuckin' die for this shit we do Hustle hard from city to city From state to state All my niggas Let me holla
