Kunci: F# minor
Intro 1
Em
C
D
C
Am
C
Verse 1
Em
I'm a dedicated hustler,
bitch, I go hard
D
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack
houses on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects
just to make a meal
Get it from my brithas and all my
bitches and get a chill
Em
You see, I'm a dedicated hustler,
bitch, I go hard
D
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack,
counties on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects,
bitch, to make a meal
Yeah, this for my brithas and all my bitches,
they better chill
D
C
Life is hard, but we still compete
D
An d they say life is scarred,
but it's still unique
C
Can't knock me down, I stay on my feet,
Ali
Am
And the realest nigga ever
C
raised in these streets, I .B.
Let me claim my fame,
Em
get back in my old zone
D
Throw on my locs and brim,
jump back in my old roam
C
Roll through the city like
Batman, they clappin'
Rodge and
D
Em
Rerun, I was hadnin'
C
I left the game and now I'm back in
D
And they say they love how I do
it and how I'm swaggin'
C
And they say they love how I'm
movin' around this map, man
Em
Bulletproof undershirt,
fully loaded, clap, blam
C
I ain't playin' with them,
Em
damn sure ain't layin' with them
D
Everything's barred, boy,
bodyguards sprayin' with them
C
Everything drop, easy access,
aimin' with them
Em
Mama told me watch for them wolves,
but that's why I hang with them
See, I'm a dedicated hustler,
D
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack
houses on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects,
bitch, to make a meal
Yeah, this for my gritters and all
my bitches in ghetto chills
Em
See, I'm a dedicated hustler,
bitch, I go hard
D
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack
houses on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects,
bitch, to make a meal
Am
C
Yeah, this for my gritters and all my
bitches in ghetto chills
Em
Fightin' for my freedom, they beat him,
C
they read him, they write
D
Patrollin' the ghetto in the midst
of the heat of the night
C
They say it's freedom of speech,
but not freedom to write
What you like?
What I wrote?
D
They thought of giving me life
C
Em
And all I was doing was talking
shit, they was just giving us life
C
Had me thinking, should I take it?
Should I give him his life?
If I took it, will I make it to
Em
C
alcohol and weed in the me's
acting like a friend of me
C
I can see they true colors,
ain't no more real niggas
Like
Pac and
Pimp and his bitches,
D
ain't no love for you motherfuckers
Em
Your ghetto past re voked,
C
we at your ass and throat
D
You ain't down with the movement,
bitch, your ass is smoked
C
Yeah, it's a legend still livin'
See, boy, finish, bitch,
still ridin' for my lopes, come on
Em
See, I'm a dedicated hustler,
D
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack
houses on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects,
bitch, to make a meal
Yeah, this for my gridders and all my
bitches and ghetto children
Em
See, I'm a dedicated hustler,
Bustin' bricks and runnin' crack
houses on the boulevard
C
I'm in and out of the projects,
Mr.
Make -A -Meal
Yeah, this for my critters and all my bitches,
Outro 1
and get a chill
Em
D
C
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