4 My Hustlaz lyrics

(Intro)
For the hustlas, for the hustlas
For my hustlas, for my hustlas

[Pastor Troy talking]
Yeah
Aiyo, this your boy P.T. right
This for all them n*ggas down the road
Everybody staying down in this motherf*cking game
??? real all my n*ggas
Much love out here for this song baby, for my hustlas

[Chorus]
For my hustlas
n*ggas that ride for the yey (For my hustlas)
n*ggas on the grind everyday (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that be breaking the rules (For my hustlas)
n*ggas wearing red and blue (For my hustlas)
n*ggas with money on they mind (For my hustlas)
Hit the club fresh off the grind (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that ride for P.T. (For my hustlas)
The D. the S. the G.B. (For my hustlas)

[Verse 1]
I started out at the bottom of the barrel homey (Yeah)
Had to deal with these f*ck n*ggas hating on me (Yeah)
Hanging on me
We headed to the top
The big boy drop
Got me chilling on the block in Polo socks (n*gga)
The sun shining of my shade frame
Look who made it out the dope game (Yeah n*gga)
From nicks to dimes
From dimes to quater keys
I stacked me some cheese and went to bumping these cd's
And now you see me on your tube live and direct
See a n*gga swang through the bank, I'm cashing checks
Or better yet, I be shaking that motherf*cker
From the ATL to Augusta
For my hustlas
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
All my n*ggas cross the state (For my hustlas)
All my n*ggas slanging that weight (For my hustlas)
Hire your best to flip it legit (For my hustlas)
Let the crackers sell that sh*t (For my hustlas)
All my n*ggas peeping the game (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that want to have fame (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that grind to pay bills (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that grind to buy a meal (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that ain't got no degree (For my hustlas)
Still making money (For my hustlas)
n*ggas with fear of the Lord (For my hustlas)
n*ggas in the 9th Ward (For my hustlas)
n*ggas with ties to the streets (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that ride with the heat (For my hustlas)
n*ggas with 36 O's (For my hustlas)
Yeah n*gga, the life I chose, for the hustlas

[Chorus]

n*ggas in dirty clothes (For my hustlas)
n*ggas with no love for hoes (For my hustlas)
n*ggas making easy cheese (For my hustlas)
n*ggas moving major keys (For my hustlas)
n*ggas riding big body cars (For my hustlas)
n*ggas they call trap stars (For my hustlas)
n*ggas that hate ??? (For my hustlas)
Got the 88 with the beat (For my hustlas)
n*ggas riding 30's and vogues (For my hustlas)
All my n*ggas down the road (For my hustlas)
All my n*ggas off in the fed (For my hustlas)
All my n*ggas busting heads (For my hustlas)
My n*ggas on the East side (For my hustlas)
My n*ggas on the West side (For my hustlas)
My n*ggas on the North side (For my hustlas)
South side, n*gga we ride, for my hustlas
[Chorus]

[Pastor Troy talking]
Yo.....Yo.....Yo.....
Y'all know what's up
This ya boy, P.T. Cruiser
Representing for all them gangster ass hustlas
Everybody taking penetintary chances n*gga
Y'all know what's up
D.S.G.B. got love for you baby
Whatever to make this sh*t happen
Get this motherf*cker popping
Cause we ain't stopping
D.S.G.B. in this ho