4 tha Hustlas Lyrics & Tabs by 2Pac
4 tha Hustlas
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Too $hort: If your a real hustler your sure to get rich. Chorus: This is for the hustlaaaas, come on This is for the hustlaaaas, ohh This is for the hustlaaaas, come on This is for the hustlaaaas, ohh Ohh, come on, come on Too $hort: I make money like a motherfucker It ain't no thang to me $hort Dog in the house spittin game wit Breed Ain't no bust partner, that's the thrid week I'm going to pimp these hoes, they can't work me How the hell you think I get to ride a B-12? The phone and TV ended with a green smell I went from Oakland to Atlanta with my top down $hort Dog, my shit is nation wide 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 a major Bitch you wanna get me better hit me on my pager Today I'm on the westcoast Tommorrow I'm in Texas Flip the Benz and Farri, sold the Lexus $horty drop the bass in the mix You know what's next beitch I'm sure to get rich *Chorus* 2Pac: Haha I'd be the thuggin ass outlaw Til my fuckin casuct drops Fuck around and make me blast on these bastard cops This is for the hustlaaaaas Believe me coming stapped with the gak 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 Collecting mail on these broke bitches Slanging 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 penatentary or in the cemetary
