Alley Jay - Hustla's Anthem Lyrics

They call me dope man, dope man
We don't sell soap man
We don't sell dry wall
Y'all should not I advise y'all
When the feds is listening
I tell my niggaz ta watch they dialogue
Cause them bitches uh come and get cha
Before they finish they coffee off
All in all I just wanted my niggaz
Ta shine like armor all
F*ck nigga I know you all aggressive
But watch how you coming off
Been a dawg since the Saginaw days
H.O.B ran it all
When you real the fake
Always tryna find somebody ta pin it on
Depending on my mood
Is rather I'm a shoot
Or I'm a talk it out
And fa my real niggaz
I swear my heart I'll carve it out
Put it in they chest so they live
F*ck is you talkin' bout
Being fake and snitchin' on niggaz
That shit uh market now

So youngin' just be you
Don't keep yo real on top of the shelf
Nigga keep that shit wit you
Don't fall for the peer pressure
Nigga don't get it confused
Don't act all surprised
When you found out he tellin' on you
To all of my hustla's continue ta get that money
I love ta see you shine whoadie
Nigga keep it coming
And I always felt that uh hustla would be great
If it wasn't fa them bummy niggaz
Who hate and can't relate (Damn)

Shit I think about it like this
You can't judge uh nigga
You don't know why uh nigga hustlin'
Puttin' his life, puttin' his freedom on the line
Ya know I'm sayin', but as a OG
You gotta let them youngin's know
Do it smart, get the money, don't tell

Ice on both wrists
Ice in both ears
Yellow diamonds in Detroit city
Make sure the coast clear
A lotta niggaz down here gettin' money
A lotta niggaz broke here
Come watch the Tigers then go back home
Niggaz ain't no hoe here
And no fear
Niggaz uh shake yo hand then they uh rob you'
Aye homie you got that crud
Don't stop dude do what I do
Get to the money
And try ta stay away from poverty niggaz
Cause you get getting money
Ta the poverty is obvious nigga
The only thing up on they brain
When they wake up is rob me uh nigga
So stay the f*ck away from the hood
You uh positive nigga
And uh nigga pose ta been dead
I swear to God that God wit uh nigga
Uh nigga that did dirt and still livin'
I swear to God I be that nigga forreal

So youngin' just be you
Don't keep yo real on top of that shelf
Nigga keep that shit wit you
Don't fall for the peer pressure
Nigga don't get it confused
Don't act all surprised
When you found out he tellin' on you
To all of my hustla's continue ta get that money
I love ta see you shine whoadie
Nigga keep it coming
And I always felt that uh hustla would be great
If it wasn't fa them bummy niggaz
Who hate and can't relate (Forreal)

And just so you know
Prison and death come with this lifestyle
But sell yo, birds
Get that money and be careful