Klaus Lage Band: Hustlin' is a Habit

I be thinking bout' a whole lotta ways of getting paidAnd got a lot of ways of getting mine, all the timeIf you got it, then I want it, that shit don't stopLet me get that out ya' niggaStill we closing down shopAnd taking hits at the same time, trying to maintain my endsFuck a benz, I'm trying to get a Land RoverRiding down Magnolia, hit the horn at the real soldiersFuck the ones who wanna see me dead all over in AngolaHave 'em saying "Damn, that boy done came up, he done got famous"And "I know you couldn't test that nigga, cause he was on that dust"Yeah I caught a joce, but that just was my wake up callA year and 6, back in town with a lot of roundsThey said I'm tripping, I've got a gift that God gave meI'll be slipping, I'm crazy, I'm a hustlerhookHustlin' is a habit, we gots to get our paperStraight mob niggas, touching 6 figures on these capers (x4)I be an artist like Picasso, when it come to these jacksFlood my nostrils with this powder, boy you surf to get wetI need it all in one pop, cause boy my habit can't waitGet tough, kiss this M-11, and quality on like a safeSee, my trigger finger's shaky, got a bad taste in my mouthSee my nose starting to run and that mean that time bout' outYou know the ghetto's trying to kill meThats why I'm giving it to you rawFuck what you heard about a nigga, and believe what you sawSince life or death in these streets, and my seeds gotta eatThe lord gave law to the landThe strong survive by the weakDon't play no games, cause I'm tweaking, and you know whats nextGet ass-hole Luke out on the floor, oh yeah come up out that there RolexThats on the G to the H to the O-S-THustlin' is a habit and there ain't no cure for mehook (x4)FUCK PEACE, its a violent societyI'm lacking the currency, but shit I need the bread so I can eatCops stop it, they don't purify the streets, nigga from Smack MeetsCause I tell it how it beSome dope fiends owe me, so they got they ass beatSuch a cold world, wicked ghetto tragedy (your telling me)I got soldiers with forces and traits from AngolaPelican fate, meal quick at your ?atrophy?Tell me why it has to be, cause I'm a GSo many fake ass hoes and foesThats how the world goesBilly Block owed double kilos, she load the steel-oWe on the D-lowDon't make me push it aside like RicoWe getting money in my Bubblelaud Benz???????? and Magnolia SlimBoy, why these suckers try to do meWhy they madCause I'm influenced by niggas who make they own moviesWhile you acting moody, Crooked pass me the toolyI'm a tuck 'em farther down till they do meThey be shining like African rubiesI'ma a real hustler nigga....hook