Artist: Ruthless Bastardz
Album:  DJ Storm - G-Unit vs. Ruthless Bastardz
Song:   Hustler's Theme
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Chorus 2X: Apocalipps]
I know I can, hustle til I get a key
From an ounce to a brick, I can make a couple G's

[Iron Mic]
G's, g's, hustlers, stars, listen up
Get ya gram, get ya razors and measuring cups
Get you guns, get yo vest and be ready to bust
Make sure you stash a little, every time you re-up
See it don't matter if you gangsta, punk or your gat spit
He trying to make a living, it takes months practice, like
I started off, selling shit in my hood
13, slinging fireworks and stolen goods
Then we graduated, to weed, coke and crack
418 Jersey Street, where I sold my first pack
Started off with 2 for 5's, big dimes and 20's
Sometime it came fast, sometime we had to grind for the money
And the weather doesn't matter, rain, snow or it sunny
Keep ya eye out for the jakes, don't be watching them honey
Always remember, if it's hot, and you out on the ave.
Tell the fiends, cop and go, no time to look at the bag
And if it's the first of the month, we staying at the fiend's lab
With a whole bong, just so we can knock it off fast
And it don't matter where he pop, make sure you stay with that good shit
Cuz the fiends nowadays, they ain't smoking that bullshit
All my niggas trynna flip til you get to a brick
I believe you can achieve, just do it like this

[Chorus 2X]

[Apocalipps]
G's, g's, now study your currency flow
Don't die chasing a dollar, microchip's in ya dough
The cocaine story came way before our time
It's realer than these ki's and bricks that you hear in the rhymes
This drug didn't always exist in the hood
It hit Hollywood first, cuz there money was good
Now everybody's wired up, feeling goofy and jolly
Let me explain what these drugs here can do to your body
Your heart beat'll race, as if your muscles were stretching
Cause you face to start sweating, now you feeling depressing
In South America, this was there favorite crop
Cocoa leaf plant growing in Colombian spots
The government started to buy it at a dollar a pop
And brought it back home, that's when the shit get hot
The real Pablo Escobar, he was all about cheddar
So him and the C.I.A. they did business together
George Bush flooded the country with the fresh yayo
Then came with the phrase to just say no
Now we can all get high and sniff some lines
Or, cook it up to crack and sell nicks and dimes
But way, it's a trap, read between the lines
Because know your addicted and you have to do crime
And united we stand, and divided we fall
Huey P. Newton told us this shit before
We can't rise as a people if there's unity
They know this, this is why they flood our community
If the truth is told, then you will know
And understand why your neighborhood's filled with snow
All my hustlas, do your thing, be smart if you decide to sling
What you gon' do when you get that coke to sling
(I'mma do my muthafucking thing)

[Chorus 2X]