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Good lookin on a light nigga, yeah

Big Hollis this that shit right there man

Nigga need to smoke one in this muh’fucker man

Check it out

5 in the mornin police at my do' (police at my do')

Timberlands run across the hall wood flo'

Dipped inside the alley, to make my escape

Didn’t even get a chance to grab my 2Pac tape

There’s always somethin in the city of dreams

Young hustlers said bust it, just as hungry as me

Got some niggas out in Jersey, lovin the bang

And my niggas out in L.A., they love the same thang

Cleveland to Atlanta, Sacramento to A-Town

We all outlaws and the streets is our playground

Bang on the waistline, hang just to waste time

Money I’ma make mine, respect I’ma take mine

Can’t take nothin from me so they wanna take somethin from me

Either my life or my money, or one of the homies

Ain’t nothin funny 'bout death, there’s so sequel

A cold cold world, with a few good people left

I wake up early in the mornin, every day I’m thinkin hustle

But that’s not what on your mind — what’s the problem is?

Walk out the do' go to the sto', I see two niggas finna fight

And now I’m thinkin to myself — what the problem is?

We tryna come up out the gutter, they keep holdin us down

And the question still remain — what the problem is?

Is it me? Is it you? Is it us, as a group?

If it is, then help me figure out the problem then

It’s a little bit safer during the day, when the kids is out to play

When them street lights come on, they better be takin they ass home

We do our dirt up under the sunlight but the moonlight is dimmer

January down to December, through the spring fall and winter

You learn to survive, in the ghetto, better break than get took

Sellin that yayo on the corner nigga better break or get booked

Look, po-po is on that ass, and them jackals is on that ass

Them crackheads they make the laws, but it’s the niggas you got to blast

They so cutthroat, they sheisty!

One-eighty-seven the lesson, the niggas that’s frontin they might be

The only way a nigga make it out the ghetto and that’s real

Combat on contact, nigga kill or be killed — swear fo' God

Thug life is serious, my heart is near and dear to this

So many pause to understand this, I wanna smoke the cannibus

I can’t forget the hood, they represent my struggle right

Money, women, power, respect; that’s just a soldier’s life

I wake up early in the mornin, every day I’m thinkin hustle

But that’s not what on your mind — what’s the problem is?

Walk out the do' go to the sto', I see two niggas finna fight

And now I’m thinkin to myself — what the problem is?

We tryna come up out the gutter, they keep holdin us down

And the question still remain — what the problem is?

Is it me? Is it you? Is it us, as a group?

If it is, then help me figure out the problem then

Cigarettes, and this drank, and this dank

They keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

So I smoke, and I choke, on the hopes

To keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

Cigarettes, and this drank, and this dank

They keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

So I smoke, and I choke, on the hopes

To keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

Get that money, what’s the problem?

(Get that money, get that money)

Yeah we ridin Caddy coupes, stankin like it’s Mercedes Benz

Malibu’s and heavy Chevy’s every day, I’m stackin ends

Some niggas turn crumbs to bricks while other niggas they fumble wit it

Make it out, start a business, while other niggas they crumble wit it

Need work? Well come and get it, best believe that I got mine

I’ma represent for the O.G.'s and the hustlers that got time

City sets to the penitentiary, from one jungle to the next jungle

The lab breed beast, and I’m always ready to rumble!

I wake up early in the mornin, every day I’m thinkin hustle

But that’s not what on your mind — what’s the problem is?

Walk out the do' go to the sto', I see two niggas finna fight

And now I’m thinkin to myself — what the problem is?

We tryna come up out the gutter, they keep holdin us down

And the question still remain — what the problem is?

Is it me? Is it you? Is it us, as a group?

If it is, then help me figure out the problem then

Cigarettes, and this drank, and this dank

They keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

So I smoke, and I choke, on the hopes

To keep my mind at ease — what the problem is?

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