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BEEYOTCH!\nHa ha, ha, Dub-C in here\nHa, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\nWhat's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\nHa ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\nAin't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\nYou know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n\nThinkin of a master plan\nCause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\nSo I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\nThinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\nA three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\nOf swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n\nMy click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\nFor the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\nWhere you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\nDub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\nSmokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\nTop rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\nInternational resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n\nMashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\nFound my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\nDub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n\nKeep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\nKeep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\nKeep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on\n\nCheck it out\n\nDub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\nTo put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\nTurnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\nBad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\nPlus I heard that the police department homicide division\nWanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\nShe's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\nTalkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n\nA playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\nWhen I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\nThese rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\nThinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n\nE. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\nDouble in a ho without a penny in my pocket\nI don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\nTapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n\nMathematics, paper route to more established\nLong money, long established, way before\nI signed with the Long Island Giants\n\nKeep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\nKeep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\nGet your marbles man, get your marbles\nKeep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n\nI'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n\nSmokin indo from the Valley Joe\nLike them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\nIf you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\nTop Notch on my right smellin smoke\nBut she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\nMy best customers, real macs and G's\nDopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n\nMe and Freddie be sellin game\nCustom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n\nI always been about the business, I ain't changed\nAs long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\nGhetto star, feelin the pavement\nI'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\nAin't no secret, to what I'm doin\nI got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n\nKeep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\nKeep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\nKeep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n\nIn order to get your paper man, get your change\nYou know Short Dawg always get his scratch\nDub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\nYou know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\nHa, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\nEverytime I'm up in they talkin face\nGlorifyin our paper route, non-stop\nYou know, BEEYOTCH!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.20] Ooh ooh. BEEYOTCH!\n[00:05.63] Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here\n[00:08.61] Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n[00:11.02] What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\n[00:12.83] Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\n[00:15.84] Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\n[00:18.84] You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n[00:21.21] Thinkin of a master plan\n[00:23.16] Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\n[00:25.68] So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\n[00:28.26] Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\n[00:30.99] A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\n[00:33.07] Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n[00:35.75] My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n[00:38.18] For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\n[00:40.54] Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\n[00:43.22] Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n[00:45.42] Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\n[00:47.88] Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\n[00:50.47] International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n[00:53.04] Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n[00:55.16] Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n[00:57.75] Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n[01:01.34] Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\n[01:04.70] Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\n[01:09.86] Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\n[01:13.71] Keep on hustlin, on and on\n[01:18.37] Check it out\n[01:19.13] Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\n[01:21.18] To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\n[01:23.11] Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n[01:24.64] Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n[01:27.02] Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n[01:28.81] Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\n[01:31.16] She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\n[01:32.76] Talkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n[01:35.25] A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\n[01:37.51] When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\n[01:39.77] These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\n[01:42.22] Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n[01:44.79] E. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\n[01:47.03] Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket\n[01:49.72] I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n[01:52.57] Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n[01:54.69] Mathematics, paper route to more established\n[01:57.00] Long money, long established, way before\n[01:58.41] I signed with the Long Island Giants\n[02:01.62] Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\n[02:03.52] Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\n[02:06.80] Get your marbles man, get your marbles\n[02:09.99] Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n[02:12.96] Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n[02:18.06] I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n[02:21.14] Smokin indo from the Valley Joe\n[02:23.31] Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\n[02:25.87] If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\n[02:28.31] Top Notch on my right smellin smoke\n[02:30.52] But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n[02:33.14] My best customers, real macs and G's\n[02:35.94] Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n[02:38.31] Me and Freddie be sellin game\n[02:40.16] Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n[02:43.18] I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n[02:45.63] As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n[02:47.86] Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n[02:49.95] I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n[02:52.79] Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n[02:54.82] I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n[02:57.56] Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n[03:02.27] Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\n[03:07.65] Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\n[03:12.06] Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n[03:14.90] In order to get your paper man, get your change\n[03:18.37] You know Short Dawg always get his scratch\n[03:20.33] Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\n[03:25.10] You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\n[03:28.87] Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\n[03:31.25] Everytime I'm up in they talkin face\n[03:33.72] Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop\n[03:38.00] You know, BEEYOTCH!\n[03:39.55] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Keep Hustlin’\n  artist: WC\n  album: The Shadiest One\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ooh ooh. 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BEEYOTCH!\n  Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here\n  Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n  What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\n  Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\n  Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\n  You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n\n  Thinkin of a master plan\n  Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\n  So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\n  Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\n  A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\n  Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n\n  My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n  For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\n  Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\n  Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n  Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\n  Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\n  International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n\n  Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n  Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n  Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n\n  Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\n  Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\n  Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on\n\n  Check it out\n\n  Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\n  To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\n  Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n  Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n  Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n  Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\n  She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\n  Talkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n\n  A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\n  When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\n  These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\n  Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n\n  E. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\n  Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket\n  I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n  Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n\n  Mathematics, paper route to more established\n  Long money, long established, way before\n  I signed with the Long Island Giants\n\n  Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\n  Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\n  Get your marbles man, get your marbles\n  Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n\n  I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n\n  Smokin indo from the Valley Joe\n  Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\n  If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\n  Top Notch on my right smellin smoke\n  But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n  My best customers, real macs and G's\n  Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n\n  Me and Freddie be sellin game\n  Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n\n  I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n  As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n  Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n  I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n  Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n  I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n\n  Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\n  Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n\n  In order to get your paper man, get your change\n  You know Short Dawg always get his scratch\n  Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\n  You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\n  Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\n  Everytime I'm up in they talkin face\n  Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop\n  You know, BEEYOTCH!\n"},{"id":795029,"name":"Keep Hustlin' (feat. E-40 & Too Short)","trackName":"Keep Hustlin' (feat. E-40 & Too Short)","artistName":"WC","albumName":"The Shadiest One","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(WC) Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!\n(E-40) BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!\n(WC) Dub Cya, nya!\n(E-40) Uhhhh, hah!\n(WC) Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n(E-40) Whassupish weebelations?\n(WC) $hort Dawg, we all hogs\n(TS) Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy\n(E-40) We doin our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH!\nVerse One: WC\nThinkin of a master plan\nCause ain't naytin but crumbs inside my hand\nSo I, hit the stick, leaves my residence\nThinkin, \"How can I get paid for spinnin this gangsta shit?\"\nA three-strike victim, with a million dollar dream\nOf swervin 740 Beem's and count G's from money machines\nMy click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\nFor the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise\nWhere you from, what's your name, motherf**ker what you sayin?\nDub C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\nSmokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the pavement\nTop rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of Famer\nInternational resider worldwider packin heat\nMashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\nFound my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\nDub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but still hustlin\nChorus: *unknown singers*\nKeep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah\nKeep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed shiftin\nKeep hustlin -- true players play it all night long\nKeep on hustlin... on and on\nVerse Two: E-40\nCheck it out; Dub C? the below? system\nGot ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on? PGA any man?\nBout to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\nBad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\nPlus I heard that the police department homicide division\nWanna holla at me about a manslaughter\nTriflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm rich\nDon't know the outcome, talkin bout \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\nI play ya like dick and bend a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)\nWhen I'm famous as \"f**k Christmas Eve, eviction notice\"\nThese rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute\nKnowin that we unrecouped\nE-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle\nKnockin though, knock a hoe without a penny in my pocket\nI don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\nTapes and CD's be my nine to five\nCheck it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics established\nLong money, way before I signed for cabbage\nChorus\n(E-40) Get your marbles main, get your paper ... glorify your paper route\nVerse Three: Too $hort\nYeah\nI'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy hoe\nSmokin indo from the Valle-jo\nLike them 3rd Ward niggaz from the Calliope\nIf you tryin to get high, what you passin foe?\nTop notch on my right smellin smoke\nBut she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\nMy best customers, real macks and G's\nDopefiend beats on the backstreets\nMe and Freddie B sellin game\nCustom made tapes with your name, you can't complain\nI always been about the business, I ain't changed\nAs long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\nGhetto star, feelin the pavement\nI'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\nAin't no secret, to what I'm doin\nI got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\nChorus\n$hort Dawg, you know we players main\nGet your money nigga\n(E-40) E-40 get yo' paper main, get yo' change\n(TS) You know $hort Dawg always get his scratch\n(E-40) Dub C!\n(TS) Nya! Nya!\n(WC) You know I'm takin mine nya!\n(E-40) Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in they tall can face\nGlorifyin our paper route, nonstop -- you know?\nBEYOTCH!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Keep Hustlin' (feat. E-40 & Too Short)\n  artist: WC\n  album: The Shadiest One\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (WC) Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!\n  (E-40) BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!\n  (WC) Dub Cya, nya!\n  (E-40) Uhhhh, hah!\n  (WC) Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n  (E-40) Whassupish weebelations?\n  (WC) $hort Dawg, we all hogs\n  (TS) Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy\n  (E-40) We doin our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH!\n  Verse One: WC\n  Thinkin of a master plan\n  Cause ain't naytin but crumbs inside my hand\n  So I, hit the stick, leaves my residence\n  Thinkin, \"How can I get paid for spinnin this gangsta shit?\"\n  A three-strike victim, with a million dollar dream\n  Of swervin 740 Beem's and count G's from money machines\n  My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n  For the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise\n  Where you from, what's your name, motherf**ker what you sayin?\n  Dub C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n  Smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the pavement\n  Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of Famer\n  International resider worldwider packin heat\n  Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n  Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n  Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but still hustlin\n  Chorus: *unknown singers*\n  Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah\n  Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed shiftin\n  Keep hustlin -- true players play it all night long\n  Keep on hustlin... on and on\n  Verse Two: E-40\n  Check it out; Dub C? the below? system\n  Got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on? PGA any man?\n  Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n  Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n  Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n  Wanna holla at me about a manslaughter\n  Triflin ass baby mama, she's a botch bitch think I'm rich\n  Don't know the outcome, talkin bout \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n  I play ya like dick and bend a dick's dream how can I focus (hocus pocus)\n  When I'm famous as \"f**k Christmas Eve, eviction notice\"\n  These rap videos gotta soon to be up and coming rappers thinkin cute\n  Knowin that we unrecouped\n  E-Fonzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle\n  Knockin though, knock a hoe without a penny in my pocket\n  I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n  Tapes and CD's be my nine to five\n  Check it out, mathematics, paper rappamatics established\n  Long money, way before I signed for cabbage\n  Chorus\n  (E-40) Get your marbles main, get your paper ... glorify your paper route\n  Verse Three: Too $hort\n  Yeah\n  I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy hoe\n  Smokin indo from the Valle-jo\n  Like them 3rd Ward niggaz from the Calliope\n  If you tryin to get high, what you passin foe?\n  Top notch on my right smellin smoke\n  But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n  My best customers, real macks and G's\n  Dopefiend beats on the backstreets\n  Me and Freddie B sellin game\n  Custom made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n  I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n  As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n  Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n  I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n  Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n  I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n  Chorus\n  $hort Dawg, you know we players main\n  Get your money nigga\n  (E-40) E-40 get yo' paper main, get yo' change\n  (TS) You know $hort Dawg always get his scratch\n  (E-40) Dub C!\n  (TS) Nya! Nya!\n  (WC) You know I'm takin mine nya!\n  (E-40) Fssssssh, ahh, uhhhh, erytime up in they tall can face\n  Glorifyin our paper route, nonstop -- you know?\n  BEYOTCH!\n"},{"id":38407155,"name":"Keep Hustlin’ (feat. E‐40 & Too $hort)","trackName":"Keep Hustlin’ (feat. E‐40 & Too $hort)","artistName":"WC","albumName":"The Shadiest One","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ooh ooh. BEEYOTCH!\nHa ha, ha, Dub-C in here\nHa, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\nWhat's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\nHa ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\nAin't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\nYou know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n\nThinkin of a master plan\nCause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\nSo I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\nThinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\nA three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\nOf swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n\nMy click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\nFor the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\nWhere you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\nDub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\nSmokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\nTop rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\nInternational resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n\nMashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\nFound my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\nDub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n\nKeep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\nKeep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\nKeep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on\n\nCheck it out\n\nDub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\nTo put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\nTurnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\nBad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\nPlus I heard that the police department homicide division\nWanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\nShe's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\nTalkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n\nA playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\nWhen I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\nThese rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\nThinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n\nE. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\nDouble in a ho without a penny in my pocket\nI don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\nTapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n\nMathematics, paper route to more established\nLong money, long established, way before\nI signed with the Long Island Giants\n\nKeep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\nKeep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\nGet your marbles man, get your marbles\nKeep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n\nI'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n\nSmokin indo from the Valley Joe\nLike them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\nIf you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\nTop Notch on my right smellin smoke\nBut she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\nMy best customers, real macs and G's\nDopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n\nMe and Freddie be sellin game\nCustom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n\nI always been about the business, I ain't changed\nAs long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\nGhetto star, feelin the pavement\nI'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\nAin't no secret, to what I'm doin\nI got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n\nKeep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\nKeep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\nKeep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\nKeep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n\nIn order to get your paper man, get your change\nYou know Short Dawg always get his scratch\nDub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\nYou know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\nHa, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\nEverytime I'm up in they talkin face\nGlorifyin our paper route, non-stop\nYou know, BEEYOTCH!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.20] Ooh ooh. BEEYOTCH!\n[00:05.63] Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here\n[00:08.61] Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n[00:11.02] What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\n[00:12.83] Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\n[00:15.84] Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\n[00:18.84] You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n[00:21.21] Thinkin of a master plan\n[00:23.16] Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\n[00:25.68] So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\n[00:28.26] Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\n[00:30.99] A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\n[00:33.07] Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n[00:35.75] My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n[00:38.18] For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\n[00:40.54] Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\n[00:43.22] Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n[00:45.42] Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\n[00:47.88] Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\n[00:50.47] International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n[00:53.04] Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n[00:55.16] Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n[00:57.75] Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n[01:01.34] Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\n[01:04.70] Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\n[01:09.86] Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\n[01:13.71] Keep on hustlin, on and on\n[01:18.37] Check it out\n[01:19.13] Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\n[01:21.18] To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\n[01:23.11] Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n[01:24.64] Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n[01:27.02] Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n[01:28.81] Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\n[01:31.16] She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\n[01:32.76] Talkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n[01:35.25] A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\n[01:37.51] When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\n[01:39.77] These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\n[01:42.22] Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n[01:44.79] E. 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Charlie Hustle, nyackin\n[01:47.03] Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket\n[01:49.72] I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n[01:52.57] Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n[01:54.69] Mathematics, paper route to more established\n[01:57.00] Long money, long established, way before\n[01:58.41] I signed with the Long Island Giants\n[02:01.62] Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\n[02:03.52] Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\n[02:06.80] Get your marbles man, get your marbles\n[02:09.99] Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n[02:12.96] Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n[02:18.06] I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n[02:21.14] Smokin indo from the Valley Joe\n[02:23.31] Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\n[02:25.87] If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\n[02:28.31] Top Notch on my right smellin smoke\n[02:30.52] But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n[02:33.14] My best customers, real macs and G's\n[02:35.94] Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n[02:38.31] Me and Freddie be sellin game\n[02:40.16] Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n[02:43.18] I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n[02:45.63] As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n[02:47.86] Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n[02:49.95] I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n[02:52.79] Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n[02:54.82] I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n[02:57.56] Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n[03:02.27] Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\n[03:07.65] Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\n[03:12.06] Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n[03:14.90] In order to get your paper man, get your change\n[03:18.37] You know Short Dawg always get his scratch\n[03:20.33] Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\n[03:25.10] You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\n[03:28.87] Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\n[03:31.25] Everytime I'm up in they talkin face\n[03:33.72] Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop\n[03:38.00] You know, BEEYOTCH!\n[03:39.55] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Keep Hustlin’ (feat. 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BEEYOTCH!\n  start_ms: 200\n  end_ms: 5630\n- text: Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here\n  start_ms: 5630\n  end_ms: 8610\n- text: Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n  start_ms: 8610\n  end_ms: 11020\n- text: What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\n  start_ms: 11020\n  end_ms: 12830\n- text: Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\n  start_ms: 12830\n  end_ms: 15840\n- text: Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\n  start_ms: 15840\n  end_ms: 18840\n- text: You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n  start_ms: 18840\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: Thinkin of a master plan\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 23160\n- text: Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\n  start_ms: 23160\n  end_ms: 25680\n- text: So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\n  start_ms: 25680\n  end_ms: 28260\n- text: Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\n  start_ms: 28260\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33070\n- text: Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n  start_ms: 33070\n  end_ms: 35750\n- text: My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n  start_ms: 35750\n  end_ms: 38180\n- text: For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\n  start_ms: 38180\n  end_ms: 40540\n- text: Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\n  start_ms: 40540\n  end_ms: 43220\n- text: Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n  start_ms: 43220\n  end_ms: 45420\n- text: Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\n  start_ms: 45420\n  end_ms: 47880\n- text: Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\n  start_ms: 47880\n  end_ms: 50470\n- text: International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n  start_ms: 50470\n  end_ms: 53040\n- text: Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n  start_ms: 53040\n  end_ms: 55160\n- text: Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n  start_ms: 55160\n  end_ms: 57750\n- text: Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n  start_ms: 57750\n  end_ms: 61340\n- text: Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\n  start_ms: 61340\n  end_ms: 64700\n- text: Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\n  start_ms: 64700\n  end_ms: 69860\n- text: Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\n  start_ms: 69860\n  end_ms: 73710\n- text: Keep on hustlin, on and on\n  start_ms: 73710\n  end_ms: 78370\n- text: Check it out\n  start_ms: 78370\n  end_ms: 79130\n- text: Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\n  start_ms: 79130\n  end_ms: 81180\n- text: To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\n  start_ms: 81180\n  end_ms: 83110\n- text: Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n  start_ms: 83110\n  end_ms: 84640\n- text: Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n  start_ms: 84640\n  end_ms: 87020\n- text: Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n  start_ms: 87020\n  end_ms: 88810\n- text: Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\n  start_ms: 88810\n  end_ms: 91160\n- text: She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\n  start_ms: 91160\n  end_ms: 92760\n- text: Talkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n  start_ms: 92760\n  end_ms: 95250\n- text: A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\n  start_ms: 95250\n  end_ms: 97510\n- text: When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\n  start_ms: 97510\n  end_ms: 99770\n- text: These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\n  start_ms: 99770\n  end_ms: 102220\n- text: Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n  start_ms: 102220\n  end_ms: 104790\n- text: E. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\n  start_ms: 104790\n  end_ms: 107030\n- text: Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket\n  start_ms: 107030\n  end_ms: 109720\n- text: I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n  start_ms: 109720\n  end_ms: 112570\n- text: Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n  start_ms: 112570\n  end_ms: 114690\n- text: Mathematics, paper route to more established\n  start_ms: 114690\n  end_ms: 117000\n- text: Long money, long established, way before\n  start_ms: 117000\n  end_ms: 118410\n- text: I signed with the Long Island Giants\n  start_ms: 118410\n  end_ms: 121620\n- text: Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\n  start_ms: 121620\n  end_ms: 123520\n- text: Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\n  start_ms: 123520\n  end_ms: 126800\n- text: Get your marbles man, get your marbles\n  start_ms: 126800\n  end_ms: 129990\n- text: Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  start_ms: 129990\n  end_ms: 132960\n- text: Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n  start_ms: 132960\n  end_ms: 138060\n- text: I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n  start_ms: 138060\n  end_ms: 141140\n- text: Smokin indo from the Valley Joe\n  start_ms: 141140\n  end_ms: 143310\n- text: Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\n  start_ms: 143310\n  end_ms: 145870\n- text: If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\n  start_ms: 145870\n  end_ms: 148310\n- text: Top Notch on my right smellin smoke\n  start_ms: 148310\n  end_ms: 150520\n- text: But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n  start_ms: 150520\n  end_ms: 153140\n- text: My best customers, real macs and G's\n  start_ms: 153140\n  end_ms: 155940\n- text: Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n  start_ms: 155940\n  end_ms: 158310\n- text: Me and Freddie be sellin game\n  start_ms: 158310\n  end_ms: 160160\n- text: Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n  start_ms: 160160\n  end_ms: 163180\n- text: I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n  start_ms: 163180\n  end_ms: 165630\n- text: As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n  start_ms: 165630\n  end_ms: 167860\n- text: Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n  start_ms: 167860\n  end_ms: 169950\n- text: I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n  start_ms: 169950\n  end_ms: 172790\n- text: Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n  start_ms: 172790\n  end_ms: 174820\n- text: I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n  start_ms: 174820\n  end_ms: 177560\n- text: Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  start_ms: 177560\n  end_ms: 182270\n- text: Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\n  start_ms: 182270\n  end_ms: 187650\n- text: Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\n  start_ms: 187650\n  end_ms: 192060\n- text: Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n  start_ms: 192060\n  end_ms: 194900\n- text: In order to get your paper man, get your change\n  start_ms: 194900\n  end_ms: 198370\n- text: You know Short Dawg always get his scratch\n  start_ms: 198370\n  end_ms: 200330\n- text: Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\n  start_ms: 200330\n  end_ms: 205100\n- text: You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\n  start_ms: 205100\n  end_ms: 208870\n- text: Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\n  start_ms: 208870\n  end_ms: 211250\n- text: Everytime I'm up in they talkin face\n  start_ms: 211250\n  end_ms: 213720\n- text: Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop\n  start_ms: 213720\n  end_ms: 218000\n- text: You know, BEEYOTCH!\n  start_ms: 218000\n  end_ms: 219550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 219550\nplain: |-\n  Ooh ooh. BEEYOTCH!\n  Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here\n  Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?\n  What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?\n  Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs\n  Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy\n  You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch\n\n  Thinkin of a master plan\n  Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can\n  So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence\n  Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?\n  A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream\n  Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines\n\n  My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice\n  For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise\n  Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?\n  Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and\n  Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment\n  Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer\n  International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat\n\n  Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P\n  Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin\n  Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin\n\n  Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)\n  Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)\n  Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on\n\n  Check it out\n\n  Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready\n  To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass\n  Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash\n  Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water\n  Plus I heard that the police department homicide division\n  Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama\n  She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome\n  Talkin about, \"He got bread, he on Dub album\"\n\n  A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?\n  When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice\n  These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers\n  Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup\n\n  E. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin\n  Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket\n  I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive\n  Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5\n\n  Mathematics, paper route to more established\n  Long money, long established, way before\n  I signed with the Long Island Giants\n\n  Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)\n  Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)\n  Get your marbles man, get your marbles\n  Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)\n\n  I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho\n\n  Smokin indo from the Valley Joe\n  Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo\n  If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?\n  Top Notch on my right smellin smoke\n  But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke\n  My best customers, real macs and G's\n  Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets\n\n  Me and Freddie be sellin game\n  Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain\n\n  I always been about the business, I ain't changed\n  As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same\n  Ghetto star, feelin the pavement\n  I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch\n  Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin\n  I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion\n\n  Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)\n  Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)\n  Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)\n  Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)\n\n  In order to get your paper man, get your change\n  You know Short Dawg always get his scratch\n  Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh\n  You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh\n  Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh\n  Everytime I'm up in they talkin face\n  Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop\n  You know, BEEYOTCH!\n"}]