Juvenile Get Ya Hustle On Lyrics - What's Happenin

Lyrics for Juvenile's much-anticipated controversial single for "Get Ya Hustle On / What's Happenin."

The track is off Juvenile's upcoming new album REALITY CHECK on a shelf near you March 7th.

Lyrics by Dante

That's right

Its crunch time now fellas

No time to be crying for mama now

Its the movement

come on

To all my people on them corners out the city is dogs

I wish I could break a package down and send it to yall

I know ya feeling me behind them penitentiary walls

put me on the visiting list and I'll be in to see yall

your mayor aint your friend, he's a enemy

just to get your vote, a saint is what he pretend to be

listen to me I got the remedy

save your money up and find out who got 'em for 10 a key

If you don't hustle, don't use your energy

Cuz you gon be a cellmate or wind up as a memory

I could give a f**k if ya kin to me

my life is up and down and side to side like a centipede

get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on

we take the pyrex and then we rock with it roll with it

take the pyrex and then we rock with it roll with it

Their lowen hearts sparkle like glass

make *** behind me look sharp in the jag

security say you don't know me so I talk to him bad

if a ni**a want something I got something for his a**

I'm already knowin' its a G thang

ever since they try to drown a ni**a on the Eastbank

everybody need a check from FEMA

so he can go and score him some coca-ina

And I aint got a ball and a beamer

man I'm trying to live, I lost it all to Katrina

and nobody care what the police think

everybody f**kin with keys 'cause its a street thing

get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on

we take the pyrex and then we rock with it roll with it

take the pyrex and then we rock with it roll with it

we really feelin ya folks

its them crackers behind them desks that aint hearing us though

We starvin, we livin like Haiti without no government

took them killas and them bi**es is lovin it

Fox news, I don't listen to yall,

Couldn't get a ni**a off the roof when the storm pass

yall comfortable right now til ya on blast

you can catch it down bad

starvin and want cash

get ya mind right, get ya money up

you moving a little something but you aint done enough

you know the boss gonna want a cut

or the boss gonna have to f**k ya up

get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on, get ya hustle on