Chorus:
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart
Mack 10:
homie, tha same thing make u laugh, make u cry, in tha fast lane the strong survive and tha weak die, and thats tha way the ball bounce and i often wonder why, but i needs it all and not jus a piece of tha pie, i useda hope n wish for everything i couldnt buy, was a young ghetto boy that grew up in tha eye, so i vowed ta be a hustler n reach for tha sky, and not only am i ballinand' right now its moand' thai
Ice cube:
its like a jungle sumtime u gotta hustle sumtime, u got ta use ya mind, mouth and ya mustle sumtime, you got ta grind stop lookin for a saviour, use wut tha fuck god gave ya, flava, im in tha gutta lane, wit tha gutta mouth, tryna get out tha gutta fo my life spun around, if i wuz white n called my momma a bitch, it wudnt have took me diz long, ta get diz rich, i kno
Chorus:
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart (yay yay!)
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart
Dub c:
i was raised a young nigga wit squabble, in tha city, tha locand's, no hope or role models, tha black sheep of tha family destined to fail, redicted ta spend my whole life in tha jail cell, fucked up n not believin tha hype i knew i more then a felon, n soon duband'll see tha lite nigga got my mind rite, and nigga got my grind tite, n now a niggas gettin paid ta skip skip thru the lime lite
Mack10:
see we all got problems, but sum need addressin, so at nite i hit my knees n thank u for my blessins, n ask u for forgiveness to minimize my stressin, n continue wit tha know how ta dodge these (different weapons?), n wit his help, i will perform at my best and its still hard wit all this temptation n testin, n if im wrong i jus accept it as a lesson, as i conquor all my enemies n mash em wit aggression, lord
Chorus:
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart (yay yay!)
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart
Ice cube:
aint neva been shot like 50 cent or 2pac, cuz 2 shots is too many, too hot to go in me, id ratha sip remmy in tha back of this bentley, n only fuck wit niggaz n u bitches thats friendly, dun forget wuts up in me, fuck wit my penny, ill pull out my semi, put wholes up in timmy, cuz fuck it its babalon n nigga mite have a bomb, jus like tha taliban, but im on (navalon?)
Dub c:
i sit alone in my 4 corner room, loaded ammo, cuz in these streets life is a gamble, like run dmc, times is gettin harder, so im takin off my (golf hat?) and nail em to tha alter, old niggaz 2 to young killaz await u, but when u got it only few homies stay tru, this game is like russian roulette, we hustle to death, mash whoeva, make tha barrel mouth of a chedda
Chorus:
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart (yay yay!)
what dont hurtcha will only make ya stronger
in this game ya gotta have heart
this hustleand'll break you down, pull u apart
Ice cube(speaking):
yo wontchu jus stop fukin wit us, kno wutimsayin? u take wutchu got, i take wut i got, jus stop fukin wit us! yall motha fuckaz got everythang n u still complainin, u motha fuckaz got everythang n u still aint happy, its yo world mutha fucka, n u aint neva gon get it rite
