WARREN G - Keep On Hustlin

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Ft. Jeezy, Bun B & Nate Dogg

(Hook: Nate Dogg)

Keep on hustling

Can't stop got to claim what's mine

If I lose my grip on the game

No more bud, no more cash, no more dames

Keep on hustling

Can't stop got to claim what's mine

If I lose my grip on the game

No more bud, no more cash, no more dames

(No, no more hoes)

(Verse: Warren G)

I'm realizin' my struggle for what it is and taken

And what belong to me and my responsibility

Keep my enemies close cause they the ones that get me

In a minute they'll be tryna pump a gauge in me

Leave the otha 'G' committee

Funkadelic betta tell it to the fellas I ain't the one to be played with

If ya think ya gon' be testin' ya sure in for a lesson

That's foreva session I'm blessin' to be the don

By the time ya get the message out of this one I'll be dippin'

Dipping the streets of LBC

Its been a long time stepping up to the plate now

I'm new and improved plus I drive a new bent now

My family straight, plus my homies in the game now

Livin' it straight, Long Beach the pen state

Bounce, rock, roller-skate

(Them niggas know they can't fuck with Warren G and Nate)


(Verse 2: Jeezy)

(Yeah, let's go)

Rest in peace Nate Dogg, I'll meet ya at the gate (yeah)

Pac was alive, life still'll be great (yeah)

District attorney, go ahead and free Lil Boosie (Boosie)

B.I.G was alive, everybody need some juicy (right)

Tell me the difference between Suge and Puff

While ya at it, tell me the difference between weed and dust

My hustle don't stop it's around the clock

My paranoid don't stop, hands around the Glock (that's right)

Some of the shit I say man a nigga might kill me (kill me)

It's all good long as ya muthafuckas feel me

What the fuck is going on niggas acting like I owe them (owe em')

Think I can't do it by myself, but I'ma show em' (yeah)

Went from Air Force 1's to white Dolce Gabbanas

Nigga ain't shit changed, I'm still keeping them llamas

Yeah I use to cop them white ass bricks when they was high (high)

GS400 Lexus when they was fly (yeah)

It don't stop nigga (it don't stop nigga)


(Verse 3: Bun B)

Welcome to the ghetto (to the ghetto) just like my home boy Chico

Where everyday the block is on lock like Steve Biko

Everyday bruvas getting hit up with the R.I.C.O

I see CE from PAT to CPT

Ya know they can't stand to see me "G"

Getting my hustle on in these streets

Meeting my ends meet (meet)

So they hate on me behind my back

Hoping that one time flash lights behind my lac

They say its no pain no gain (gain) well guess what then (then)

I hurting bad as hell but it ain't for nothing ('thin)

Once I climb up out of this whole I been stuck in

The doors they kept me out they gone let me the fuck in (in)

I didn't come this far for me to quit now (now)

So I'ma make sure I get all I can get now (now)

Cause tomorrow might be my last

That's why I'm stacking everything I can before I pass

I got to


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