Verse 1



As I preceed to count my dividends

plenty ends that I done made, with plenty bitches

with plenty men that they done played, I'm laid back up

in the cut with a cup of yak

I raise up with all the game that I've been holdin back

take your pumps off bitch, let me check out yo heals

we pimps from Houston Texas to California for real

my pockets hurtin baby, I need some financial love

so get where you supposed to and, do

what you does, get your facial done baby

do your physic well, no holdin jail over

resent mail, no hoes with no clothes

torn up and ripped apart

domestic violence bitches want out battered and scared

you fake hoes take of your drawls take yo pajamas

beat it with a hammer and scrape it across the ground

I found a new bitch for MJG, and the Luniz

this pimpin got me on cloud 10, I'm feelin zumie



Chorus



Hustlin, It's in my nature

Hustlin, don't be afraid

Hustlin, It's in my nature

Hustlin, don't be afraid



Verse 2



I'm creatin' havok on hood spots

the hustle don't quit until the good stop

but don't sleep we leavin' cars on wood blocks

an lookin for could be nots drivin by lookin wide-eyed

gone acid washed jeans T-shirt lookin tyedyed

FM beats lettin loose on big trips to Vegas

candy green polly dubbed nips lookin outrageous

big pimpin and panderin, big boostin and gamblin

everything is all good until police start manhandlin

picture me grappled, scrappled, snatched up by yo asshole

indicted on some chump charges that I didn't even ask for

gettin hastled by wild boys, like gettin lassoed by cowboys

any instructions given he put some more shit on like, now boy

like I'm supposed to jump out my Nikes and start