Badass 3.5 all the way live
Real gangsta
This that 3.5
Always down to wet one, send ya
Step, son

Hus-
Hu-

Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em
Boosie Badass, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
Wayne P, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em
Yahoo, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
These hoes love it, real gangsta (Real gangsta)

I know a nigga named Tulu out the park, never talked
Took his leg, suck my dick, in my book he´s a G
Rest in piece to Walter T, he threw his foes and talked to me

Never thought I´d see his blood up in the street, Walt a G
And Capon, that was my dawg, he put me in it, he fucked with Boosie
Fresh out Angola (Yeah) with that pack and I showed him I could move it
Free V. Lucas, my gangsta, hope your sentence done changed
This for my nigga Lil Ivory, they´ll kill ya just ´cause ya famous
I gotta give respect to my boy to the death of ours
She told the boy he goin´ hard, that nigga dick get hard
Nigga took my boy, that was my boy, so he blessed the yard
Tell me, what else you expected from me? I´m a gangsta

Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em
J. Prince, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
Killa H, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em
Southwest P, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
These hoes love it, real gangsta (Real gangsta)

I was a juvie in Baton Rouge, I had to let it go  (Let it go)
Makin´ moves, kickin´ up dust with my nephew low (Get low)
I used to cook coke with Little P and little Daddy O

I used to fuck with Silky Slim ´til he did that pussy shit on the radio
Let´s talk some real shit, those I kept it real with
Niggas ain´t gon´ hype me shit when I was sellin´ my kicks
My bad, can´t forget Dig ´em, fuck your habit, you a G
´Fore you flooded your own nephew, you came cross the trap to me
And that was cradle to the grave shit, yay-yay
And that was Busta and some Flav shit (I miss Coo), yay-yay
Yay-yay, real Gs, we ain´t trustin´ nothin´ (Trustin´ nothin´)
I was sellin´ dope, couldn´t even trust my cousin

Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em

Black Trell, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
Craig Game, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Hustle with the best of ´em, shot at all the rest of ´em
Lil´ Bleek, real gangsta (Real gangsta)
Always down to wet one, send your son to step one
My nigga Ghost, real gangsta (Real gangsta)

D-Pitch
He died with his mask on (Real gangsta)
Lil´ Ton
Died gettin´ his smash on (Real gangsta)
Soulja Slim
He died in front his mom´s home (Real gangsta)
But through my music that nigga lives on (That´s real gangsta)
That big Slim was a gangsta