Song by DJ Quick f/ R. Kelly & Maus-Berg<br /><br>
[Quik talking:]<br>
Yeah, ain't nothin' changed, y'all niggas still obvious.<br>
Yeah, it's for real though hmph<br>
Rapping:<br>
Now we don't wanna talk about all the people I'm supportin'<br>
that's more important to a nigga than them diamonds you sportin'<br>
Ain't a sell-out or a bail-out although life is a bitch<br>
and I'm beginning to think that they don't wanna see Quik rich<br>
Cause I'm gon' gather up my homiez & put something in they bellies<br>
ride around the town bumpin' that CD from R.Kelly<br>
gettin' at them ghetto queens if you know what I mean<br>
'cause it ain't nothin' like some lovin' dipped in afro sheen<br>
Break it down with two gates in that burgundy eight<br>
'cause real riders don't three wheel they just drown on the skate<br>
Send a care package to my homiez up in Natches<br>
and shoot a kite 'bout how these suckas keep my Benz up in scratches<br>
It ain't no puzzle that's to be expected<br>
sometimes I think they only come around it just to see if I wrecked it<br>
I feel like hittin' the 101 leavin' town on a bike<br>
on my way up to the Bay to clear my mind cause it's like...<br>
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[Chorus (R.Kelly)]<br>
Everyday is a scuffle<br>
turnin' them corners to get my hustle<br>
Every single dollar is a struggle<br>
that's how it is comin' up in the ghetto<br>
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[Maus-Berg:]<br>
Now I don' been through it all pushin' work on the boulevard<br>
runnin' from the 5-0 in somebody else car<br>
Ghetto dreams so it seems to be easy<br>
think about my life & I get queasy<br>
Pumpin' the pimp knowin' it ain't helpin' me<br>
but the ghetto got me trapped thinkin' this is how it's s'posed to be<br>
a cold thang when you knowin' yo' gang ain't got yo' back<br>
but you still put yo' life on the line for no snaps.<br>
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[R.Kelly:]<br>
This ghetto world is one big battlefield<br>
that's why we get rich and move to them hills<br>
Everywhere we go the haters tag along<br>
but don't let that stop you get yo' hustle on<br>
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[Maus-Berg:]<br>
But dog you gotta do yo' thang get yo' grind on<br>
eliminate the fake & keep yo' game strong<br>
Don't let the streets be yo' downfall<br>
Keep it real with yo'self & you gon' rise 'til you ball dog<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Quik:]<br>
It's gettin' down to ground level but tryin' to keep time<br>
'cause my hustle & my tustle is my beats & my rhymes<br>
and I'm lovin' this collabo' 'cause Rock Land is saucy<br>
and Quik is trying to get Versace staying flossy wit Mausy<br>
But the...<br>
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[Maus-Berg:]<br>
...drama don't stop but you can make it better<br>
don't point your finger at the next man get yo' cheddar<br>
Lifestyles of a thug ebonic definition dog nothin' but love<br>
but we gon' ride to 'til we can't ride no mo'<br>
Pop a bottle a pair of D's and let the wind blow<br>
When you get it appreciate it 'cause those who ain't got it gon' hate<br>
every dime is a struggle so I'ma suffer everyday<br>
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[Quik:]<br>
Now my conscience got me wonderin' do I be in the flow<br>
and this sucka's got me wonderin' if he friend or foe<br>
Now do I sin to grow, knowin' there's consequences<br>
and I'm tired of gettin' bent 'cause it's dullin' my senses<br>
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[Chorus 'til end]<br>
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