Hustla's Wife

[talking:]
 Y'all bitches better get off me, y'all feel me what's up
 You see me what's up, everything around here
 Do you see anything, you thought wasn't there
 Look what's up baby, you know I'ma ride for you
 [C-Murder:]
 I seen you in the projects one day, with a bad attitude
 Acting all rude, I thought it was cute
 See I don't like a pushover broad, I'm living foul
 I need a sweet thing, that's bout getting wild now
 When I finally snatched you up, my stacks was on the decline
 Nigga you hit a lick, and it was our time to shine
 I had you go in the club, intice this thug
 And show him some love, and slip some'ing in his mug
 You did that like a G, brought that nigga to me
 He brought us his stash, now I fill a double bag with cash
 Smash a few weeks passed, first class
 I'm hitting that ass, stack mail and duck the task
 [Hook:]
 She's a hustler's wife, she thugging
 A hustler's wife, got it going on
 She's a hustler's wife, call it thug love
 She's a hustler's wife, married to a hustler
 [C-Murder:]
 Now five bricks a day, so I guess I'm that nigga
 Bought you a hair shop, all them hoes jock
 Rock for rock, ounce for ounce
 For and a halves, look at him I made him laugh
 You my dog and I got your back, straight up dime piece
 Just like me, you hate the police
 When you got with me, you married a mob boo
 Ain't no leaving one way, and that one way out true
 It comes with the job, let's take a ride grab the pearl I brought you
 This world is yours, just do what I taught you
 Bulletproof on the Benz, that I gave you right
 Ain't no slipping, when you living as a hustler's wife
 [Hook]
 [C-Murder:]
 They kicked in the do', waving the fo'-fo'
 It's a jack move, got me and my girl on the flo'
 But they mashed up, they ain't gon merk us
 Most likely they gon stick and move, in the service
 Ransacked the place, put the heat in my face
 I want ay'thang nigga, including the safe
 Man I'm this close to making a move, raising up
 And break, make a move for the tool shh
 Somebody set me up, must of been one of my homes
 The camera wasn't on, or the burglar alarm
 Mami don't cry, it's gon be alright
 This the shit that happens, as a hustler's wife
 [Hook]
 [talking:]
 (why y'all acting like this, what you thought
 You mad, cause we blowing it up
 You following us, I'm down with my nigga to the end
 And we gon keep, doing it big real big
 We mean that don't touch me don't put your hands on me
 Don't-don't touch me at all, so what's up huh)
 This chick ride or die tattooed up, with my name ay'thang
 Soldierette, whatever you wanna call it
 A lil' gangsta bitch, she's a hustler's wife
 She married to a hustler right, she's a hustler-hustler
 When I'm locked up she there for me, she care for me
 You heard me, she keep it real with me
 She deal with me, chill with me down to blow it up
 And blow with me, fire roller too whodi