Keep On Doin' It

Z-Ro

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    [talking:]
    Uh uh what, uh uh
    I gotta hustle mayn, I gotta hustle mayn
    Uh I gotta hustle mayn, come on come on

    [Big Mello:]
    I wake up early in the morning, thank the Lord for the day
    Proceed to bleed the block, cause I gotta stay paid
    See I'm on it, nobody gonna do for me
    What I'ma do for me, gotta feed my family
    See I hit the streets, and connect with G's
    Hitting stangs po'ing trees, getting love from fiends
    I ain't selling no dreams, I get the cream for the team
    Making moves, all my hustlers I know you feel me
    While they dropping them screens, I'm out here dropping them things
    I got no time to bling bling, I'm in it to ching ching
    Could say I'm bout the paper mayn, the cash the feddy
    All feddy in this game, but I'm so so heavy
    Can't trip I can't slip, and if you snooze you lose
    In the dope or the liquor, baby need my shoes
    Now be nice dykes, backdo' that thang
    Point understood, while I'm picking up my change

    [Hook x2:]
    I can't fall off, I've come so far
    I can't look back, I must move on
    I keep on pushing, keep on grooving
    Ain't no stopping, keep on doing it

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    [Big Mello:]
    I'm out here on the block, still pumping and grinding
    I gotta get it, if I gotta get dirty and grimey
    By any means I'ma do it, stay true to it
    See nothing could stop me, I keep it flowing like fluid
    I pursue it see I grab it, and I snatch it and stack it
    Keep my eyes on these jackers, cause they itching to grab me
    I'm bar none, if they coming then they better come with it
    I ain't tripping no mo', these haters gonna have to kill me
    See I work too hard, to let a hater come and take mine
    I don't give a damn bout time, and cross the line fa sho
    It go down playa, God as my witness
    Cross me or my family, now I'ma take care my bidness
    It's survival of the fittest, down in the Clutch City
    No pity down here, we get down to the gritty
    Come through like Vecard, nation of Smitty
    Make em feel me from New York, to that Mo City

    [Hook x2]

    [Big Mello:]
    You see the hustle don't stop, the crime don't quit
    I flip the script, and had to get the legit
    Don't get it twisted, it's another way gotta stay paid
    I still live the good life, thanks to Gene and J
    Every way is my way, see I ball with the team
    Now we mash for cream, so we can have things
    Maintain my focus, and I evade the traps
    And many wanna see me relapse, I never collapse
    Already they be hating, so I'm cocked and ready
    While I'm flipping through this saint john, biscuit and jelly
    All my homies in the streets, keep on doing your thang
    See game peep game, you got to maintain
    It feel good to be free, now you can take it from me
    You see life ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seems
    Stay alert my niggaz, don't let em see you sweat
    Peep the game, from the certified Southside vet

    [Hook x4]

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