That's The Way Lyrics - Thug Mentality 1999 - Krayzie Bone

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

This is for the hustlas, hustlas 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

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Come, follow me now 

Back in the day we still was thuggin' 

Nothin' changed, always into somethin' 

Whatever you name 

A young thug with my niggas, it's one love 

Little bad ass niggas sneaky 

A calm collected slickster 

I might not have been on the scene 

But you could believe I was in the picture 

In the mixture selling llello 

Scrapping, car jackin', gun packin' 

I'm lacking everything, you can't imagine so I'm praying 

Rapping can get me up out this jam 

Damn, just gimme a chance 

I'll keep 'em dancin', dancin', all night, all night 

But times got harder and harder 

Photos 

My dreams got further and further away 

And nigga, I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life 

So now I'm thugging on this corner 

I gotta increase my financial status 

I chance it fucking with these rollers when they roll up 

Yeah, don't wanna be locked in no cell 

But I also can't take strippin's and be broke with no mail 

Oh yes, it's hell, and they say that gets easier 

But to me it only got deeper and deeper 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

Just turned eighteen and caught my first case 

Incarcerated, caught with a twelve guage 

Trying to come up with some money and made a stupid-ass mistake 

Could have been my niggas fate, fucking with shotguns 

We out to rob some niggas I'm drunk, I'm pumped 

I made a mistake and popped him, now he bleeding 

I see blood, damn, get to the doctor, nigga don't rest in peace 

Doctor's took him to emergency, coppers came and arrested me 

Not knowing if my nigga had made it alive and was well 

I tossed and turned in my cell knowing he's sweatin' like hell 

Praise to the Lord and I hope you hear me 

And I hope you feel me 

I ain't mean to, really, really, I ain't mean it, I know you seen it 

I finally spoke to my nigga, he lifted up and recovered 

And pressed no charges 

Wait the state done picked it up and I gotta trial in a month 

Fuck! And the judge ain't trying to give me no love 

'Cause it was my first offense 

But he just thinkin' he lockin' up a thug 

So now I'm cuffed up on the bus and ridin' down 71, ain't no fun 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

Now I'm locked inside this prison system 

Biddin' and count days left before my sentence 

Now I can say that I've been here 

But I sure ain't gonna come back here, uh, uh 

The day they release me, I'm going home 

I can cope but I can't adjust 

These fucking steel doors drivin' me nuts 

My last month and I'm ready to move out 

I'm sure, stay on the low, I listen to thug stories 

And be trippin' on niggas love stories 

I'm finna get out of this motherfucker 

Heard them call out my name 

Two fifty, two, two fifty, pack up your shit, it's your day 

Jumped out my bunk, gave all my shit to my niggas 

In fact, I left everything that I had back in jail but my raps 

I'm on the streets now, scene unchanged 

Niggas still the same 

I ain't fuckin' with you bustas 'cause I'm tryin' to make a change 

I got with the real dogs and we was schemin' on the mill' ya'll 

So we had to chill on ya'll 

Get out of Cleveland if we plan to achieve it 

So we plannin' it with Eazy on Greyhound and now we're leavin' 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain 

That's the way that we hustle 

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain