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lirik lagu hustlers dream – game

intro:
dre and fidal
n-gg-s play everything live, n-gg-
like cool and the game back in the day play it live, n-gg-
f-ck you n-gg-s know about makin beats?
you dont know sh-t
p-ssies (ha ha)
f-ck you ever seen a n-gg- in his 20s with a guitar, b-tch?

verse 1:
mothers only son, so i
had to knock a n-gg- the f-ck out on the block if he ever made my sisters cry
i was o dog and lorrenz taste dreams red everything n-gg-s know what i mean
red rag top and i made the dash pop
before n-gg-s came with stash spots, man
i was a dope man, dope man
i tried to tell em i could never be a felon, i was too good at sellin
crack, x, speed, and heroin – fiends used to call me monroe, cause i used to kill em down in marilyn
puttin n-gg-s underground give me a shovel he still alive f-ck him, i was on that level
back then i aint believe in god, if he heal like they say on tv why bullets leave a scar?
revenge is a feelin, but on my sons life when i catch the 2 n-gg-s that shot me ima, kill em

hook:
desperate moments ive been waiting all my life
no mistakes i promise this will be my time
i know hustlin leads us to an early grave
but its the only way, how come n-gg-s dying every day?

verse 2:
i watched the c-ke price double up, i was too young to be a cook, so i had to sit back and watch it bubble up
sittin in the window seein gang bangers knuckle up
watchin the wind blow girls skirts while they double dutch
i had straight ds i wasnt in trouble much
either you do my homework for me or ima f-ck you up
moms lied for me told her friends i was a nice student
would a had all a’s if algebra was ice cube
there it is, i studied a veteran hopin that one day i could be a f-ckin hip hop legend
i listened to nas, big, dre, snoop and even though pac hated him i b-mped jay too
bought reasonable doubt and let it play straight through
used to throw my head back, like kanye do
n-gg-s never thought that i would break through, irv, gotti, and p diddy p-ssed but jimmy and dre knew

hook

no clue on this part

verse 3:
im talkin to my n-gg-s, all stars and timberlands
(north face is a pin and its a million thugs marchin?)
for the dearly departed i elevated my knowledge
they say that i was name droppin, i was just payin homage
for lil e and tiana, im sayin that dear mama help me read between the lines p-ss periods and commas
the million dollar baby young homie tryna prosper
act like you dont see me, you might win a oscar
act like you dont see me, i might just pop ya
n-gg-s singin like sinatra i box like bernard hopkins
left jab like oscar, im the golden boy, you n-gg-s seen what happened to roy
yeah, you n-gg-s seen what happened to roy
on my block n-gg-s box we the knockout boys
sittin in the throne with the douja sparkin, its my seat and i aint movin like rosa parks
ima be here

hook

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