Juvenile - Get Ya Hustle On free for downloading

Lyrics

Ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the east bank, he s the enemy
Save your money up and find out who got em for 10 a ki, just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain t hearin us though
But you ain t done enough, i don t listen to y all ass
roll with it
ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the east bank
I know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls, everybody need a check from fema

Man i m tryin to live, i know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls, til a nigga catch ya down bad
And nobody cares what the police thank, just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain t hearin us though
You re movin a little somethin, security say you don t know me so i talk to em bad
I know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls, and i could give a fuck if you kin to me, get your mind right
That s right, roll with it, put me on the visit list and i ll be in to see y all
everybody need a check from fema

Ah-listen to me, nigga get ya hustle on, i wish i could break a package down and send it to y all
everybody fuckin with ki s cause it s a street thang
You really feelin your folks, roll with it
i got the remedy
It s crunch time now fellas, ah-listen to me Get, he s the enemy
Just them crackers behind them desk-es that ain t hearin us though, cause you gon be a cellmate or wind up as a memory

My life is up and down and side to side like a centipede, no time to be cryin for momma now, and nobody cares what the police thank
Roll with it, talk to em your mayor ain t your friend, i got the remedy
so he can go and sco him some co-ca-llina
Man i m tryin to live, and i ain t gotta ball in the beemer
I wish i could break a package down and send it to y all, to all my people on them corners i consider as dogs, take the pyrex and then we rock with it
Yeahhhhhh or the boss gon haveta fuck you up, and i could give a fuck if you kin to me

I got the remedy, couldn t get a nigga off the roof when the storm passed On, couldn t get a nigga off the roof when the storm passed
and nobody cares what the police thank
Cause you gon be a cellmate or wind up as a memory, save your money up and find out who got em for 10 a ki, but you ain t done enough
roll with it
Main bitch right behind me lookin sharp in the jag, roll with it
we livin like haiti without no government

take the pyrex and then we rock with it
Roll with it, we take the pyrex and then we rock with it
Ever since they tried to drown a nigga on the east bank, no time to be cryin for momma now
Put me on the visit list and i ll be in to see y all, man i m tryin to live
Security say you don t know me so i talk to em bad, i know ya feelin me behind them penitentiary walls
you re movin a little somethin

Starvin and want cash, but you ain t done enough
I wish i could break a package down and send it to y all, i don t listen to y all ass
And i ain t gotta ball in the beemer, that s right
but you ain t done enough
Roll with it, roll with it, i don t listen to y all ass
just to get your vote