Nas and The Game - Hustlers (LYRICS)

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This music is not mine. I have the video and more videos like this please contact ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ + + + Dre, he a Compton-Compton OG Nas, Th is the story of a QB, QB true G before the hard way, like back in the day Nas was the first New York nigga rappin 'with Dre So of course I a track to bring it back to your only child's face, it would Aftermath That Got Away, but we had to be together again, like spray every few years, a small paradise for yourEars Relax sippin 'Calico in Rio in love, stupid fuckers Low-key know G, but it's still Gucci luggage I Cape Cod, and looking' fly bitches with gray eyes to fight in a tub of KY to get my day I To celebrate, how, why? - Why I hate 'no regrets, so that my every breath, is all about the rules and' difficult for you as you breathe in high altitudes How can I break the Patron vision collages and images of my lies, is that the Gentiles; God's body rear drive, Mr. Jones never leavin '[Chorus # 1]Hustlers, dealers, drop-top riders who make the cake, cop two five-Fivers Pimps and players, platinum diamonds East to West Coast we riders [Chorus # 2: Nas (The Game)] It 'a Compton-Compton OG (ie a mix QB-QB true G) (What is Got) A mixture of some different ghetto blocks (West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast blows [The Game] 1995, 11 years from the day are in the record store to make decisions with "Illmatic" on the shelf at the top, "The Chronic" on the left homie Want to cop both, but...

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