MARC LIVE
- Where's Your Hustle Lyrics / with translations[Chorus x2: Marc Live]
Where's your hustle? Where you from?
What's your street rep? What have you done?
I don't know you yet, you're not a legend
f*ck your block, you a regular nigga
[Marc Live]
Yo... this is my brand new debut
Welcome to my, twisted life, you'll risk your life
I grew up where the streets are dark
And - kids sell and go to hell in one night
And chicks snitch so quick, yo in milliseconds
The villains home invade, comin to get'cha
My whole level is, gutterest
Dead to rights, no strings attached
Uhh, but not the fun and games
Niggaz is backwards, I rip their backs off
Yeah, your team is not thorough
Studio kingpin, I'm pullin your ink pen
Stop writin (stop writin...)
And if you write in your head, stop thinkin
Stop talkin (uhh...)
You Sean Penn nigga, "Dead Man Walking"
[Chorus]
[Smoothe Da Hustler]
Nigga we shut shit down like the marshalls
Padlock and chain, dead cock, padlock your brain
Cats with keys/ki's get chased out the street
BAM! Ran over by my man Landrover Jeep
I creep, stand over with heat
The plan, ran closer to handover your plan folder to me So respect it, I'm deeply connected
I'm a survivor, three feet under the street wreckage
I side spectate, Cartier square look
Then Columbine everybody in the yearbook
Cats tellin me they next to acquire
But I respected, reconnected the wire, stupid step in the fire
I'ma do you fouler than Amadou
Roll past you slow gas you drop heat, and watch the fire follow you
Who sellin you dreams of cottonest sheet
Nigga I catch you in your nightmare and rock you to sleep, nigga
[Chorus]
[Marc Live]
Yo, you do regular things, you hug the block
Every weekend you hug the glock - sucka
You're too scared to, make it happen
I know killers that'll you make you happen - uhh
Look, you won't get it from rappin
This is real life, real shit - yeah
Real Desert Eagle, real people
C'mon yo there's just no sequel
Look, you a full time groupie
I'm soldier nigga, gone off looseleaf
Four star general
You know me, respect me, so salute me
Niggaz I blow the game up
Stop playin kid, I'll blow your frame up
And yo, you lame as f*ck
I'm veteran, real nigga, get your game up
[Chorus x2]
Where's your hustle? Where you from?
What's your street rep? What have you done?
I don't know you yet, you're not a legend
f*ck your block, you a regular nigga
[Marc Live]
Yo... this is my brand new debut
Welcome to my, twisted life, you'll risk your life
I grew up where the streets are dark
And - kids sell and go to hell in one night
And chicks snitch so quick, yo in milliseconds
The villains home invade, comin to get'cha
My whole level is, gutterest
Dead to rights, no strings attached
Uhh, but not the fun and games
Niggaz is backwards, I rip their backs off
Yeah, your team is not thorough
Studio kingpin, I'm pullin your ink pen
Stop writin (stop writin...)
And if you write in your head, stop thinkin
Stop talkin (uhh...)
You Sean Penn nigga, "Dead Man Walking"
[Chorus]
[Smoothe Da Hustler]
Nigga we shut shit down like the marshalls
Padlock and chain, dead cock, padlock your brain
Cats with keys/ki's get chased out the street
BAM! Ran over by my man Landrover Jeep
I creep, stand over with heat
The plan, ran closer to handover your plan folder to me So respect it, I'm deeply connected
I'm a survivor, three feet under the street wreckage
I side spectate, Cartier square look
Then Columbine everybody in the yearbook
Cats tellin me they next to acquire
But I respected, reconnected the wire, stupid step in the fire
I'ma do you fouler than Amadou
Roll past you slow gas you drop heat, and watch the fire follow you
Who sellin you dreams of cottonest sheet
Nigga I catch you in your nightmare and rock you to sleep, nigga
[Chorus]
[Marc Live]
Yo, you do regular things, you hug the block
Every weekend you hug the glock - sucka
You're too scared to, make it happen
I know killers that'll you make you happen - uhh
Look, you won't get it from rappin
This is real life, real shit - yeah
Real Desert Eagle, real people
C'mon yo there's just no sequel
Look, you a full time groupie
I'm soldier nigga, gone off looseleaf
Four star general
You know me, respect me, so salute me
Niggaz I blow the game up
Stop playin kid, I'll blow your frame up
And yo, you lame as f*ck
I'm veteran, real nigga, get your game up
[Chorus x2]
Facts about Where's Your Hustle
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Where's Your Hustle is written by Caban Ariel.
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It is first released in 2006 as part of Marc Live's album "Operation Infinite Grit" which includes 35 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Where's Your Hustle falls under the genres Hip-Hop, Rap.
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Where's Your Hustle song length is 2 minutes and 34 seconds.
Who wrote Where's Your Hustle lyrics?
Where's Your Hustle is written by Caban Ariel.
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When was Where's Your Hustle released?
It is first released in 2006 as part of Marc Live's album "Operation Infinite Grit" which includes 35 tracks in total. This song is the 9th track on this album.
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Which genre is Where's Your Hustle?
Where's Your Hustle falls under the genres Hip-Hop, Rap.
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How long is the song Where's Your Hustle?
Where's Your Hustle song length is 2 minutes and 34 seconds.
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Record Label(s): 2006 Junkadelic Music
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Where's Your Hustle
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