I've Been Hustlin'

Текст песни Afroman - I've Been Hustlin'

I wanna say hust up to all the hustlers out there, I love you man
I've been hustling from dusk til dawn
I've been hustling for so long

I'm the hungry hustler Afroman
I recycle cardboard, beer bottles and cans
Food stamps, bus token plus GR check, underground rap tapes
Trying to get on deck, hit the rap contest
Selling weed on stage, go to work for the man for minimum wage
Slave hard, graveyard, everyday get scarred
Airport, fast food, security guard
Slanging rocks all day, let my beeper just beep
Go to work, go high, go straight to sleep
Wake up, bake up, then punch them clocks
Swerve them blocks, serve them rocks
Working at the airport with Giovanni and Ken
Slanging everything the airport bring in
Cook crack, sip yak, stack cheese
Walk around, sell my own CDs

I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck
Hustling, dust to dawn, swerve them blocks, serve them rocks
I've been hustling, for so long, swerve them blocks, serve them rocks

Ghetto resident everyday get bent
With the two tall cans for 89 cent
Get money, get fame, get women, get props
Chilling, kick it with the homies, ripping run from the cops
Walk slow around the corner then dash hard ass
If you run, run fast cause the cops might blast
Run, shake, break, bail
Might as well cause it's hell in the county jail
Cut to the left, cut to the right
Run up in the house, shut the door, good night
Come back out 'bout 20 minutes later
Bragging to the homies how I shook that hater
Start back hanging, start back slanging
Rapping, singing, system banging
Ain't got no job, ain't got no credit
But whatever you need I'll get it

I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck
I've been hustling, dust to dawn, swerve them blocks, serve them rocks
I've been hustling, for so long, swerve them blocks, serve them rocks

Afro-motherfucking-M-A-N
Trying to go to the top, not the federal pen
But I'm in the ghetto, my problems won't let me go
Til I go get some dough
Only legal thing I can do for snaps
Is program beats and bust hustler raps
Made my first CD started slanging it
The boys in the hood started banging it
But I couldn't get rich on my side of town
So I jumped in the Cadillac and moved around
To the Slauson swap meet, Compton swap meet
Even Gardena, tell me have you seen a
Dude named Afroman from Palmdale
Selling CDs in front of Cell-U-Tel
Rap contests, parties, clubs and bars
From a homeless bum to the Grammys with stars

I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck
I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck

On the gas pedal, corduroy slippers
Rolling fast through the ghetto collecting my chippers
Invest the drug money into studio equipment
Buy something new with each and every shipment
Big fat house with a whole lot of cars
Hundred pair of khakis with a gang of All Stars
Bumping every CD I ever wanted
While I drink Colt 45 and get blunted
Talk on my cell, check my email
I came a long way since I left P-Del

I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck
I've been hustling, 24/7, 365
From dusk to dawn, all my life just trying to survive
I've been hustling, food stamps, bus token plus GR check
For so long, underground rap tapes trying to get on deck