feat. Poetic Hustla'z
  
  Yeah, Poetic Hustla'z (Hustla, Hustla)
  Thought we was gon' fall?
  Right back at ya
  Yeah, yeah (Hustla, Hustla...)
  Aw, shit
  It's over now
  
  (Chorus)
  I'm just a Hustla from C-Town
  And my life's been turned around
  'Cause we're Mo Thuggin', Mo Thuggin
  We're Mo Thuggin, Mo Thuggin'
  
  [Boogy Nikke]
  Niggas gettin' recruited
  Holdin' guns, 'cause they comin' for me
  Drinkin' my love, because the trust is muthafucka
  (Would ya die for me?)
  FBI: Fuckin' Bitches In need
  Try not see me innocent, on Hennessy, niggas
  It's time to breathe, Mo Thug to the top
  We be the best, muthafucka
  Giddyup 'fore I touch ya
  Never trust y'all for nothin'
  The Lord done blessed me, muthafucka
  Got the tear to show it, busta
  Cleveland rock, muthafucka
  Hall of Fame to the top, non-stop
  What the fuck you wanna do, bitch?
  Lovin' my people, I'd die for my people
  I pray for my people
  Bitch, what?
  And don't test the muthafuckin' Boogy tight as shit
  Muthafuckas better pray
  Bitch, y'all dyin' and shit
  A muthafucka out there
  Did slit my nigga T-Rock (we are Mo Thug)
  And rest in peace, and when I find 'em
  I'm a rip 'em, I'm put my teardrop on it
  Yeah, and rest in peace, and to his mama
  His dada, I'm paranoid, now
  
  (Chorus)
  
  [Tony Tone]
  Sometimes I sit and I wonder
  Is my life really movin' too fast?
  'Cause I'm feelin' all the jealous
  Bitch-made suckas that didn't think we would last
  Nineteen-ninety four, we was on the go
  And that's for sure
  I know you hope and prayin'
  That this Mo Thug click don't grow more
  But, bitch, we too strong
  We hold on, connected by our bones
  And let them niggas burn in Hell
  That killed my nigga, Tombstone
  Your name will live on, and everyday I must say
  I do pray, but I wonder why it has to be this way
  Trials and tribulations everyday
  'Cause Lord, You done bless me with my kids
  Don't punish them for the shit that I did
  I'm thuggin', that's the way it is
  It's crazy livin' life in the streets
  That's showbiz, separatin' your friends from foes
  And ends and hoes, but those don't know
  Don't fuck with pros
  These Cleveland bros is ready to roll
  Everyday strugglin' to make a winnin' where we fit in
  No matter what the situation may be
  We still on top
  Goin' down in history, Mo Thuggin'
  
  (Chorus)
  
  [Mo! Hart]
  Rememberin' the days when times were hard
  Hittin' the streets, hustlin' from dusk 'til dawn
  My family was right there, right there by my side
  No second thoughts ever on our muthafuckin' minds
  Doin' what's necessary to keep our fuckin' pockets fat
  Our own personal security to watch our backs
  Representin' to the fullest
  Got my right fist high in the sky
  Yeah, you know what it is - Mo Thug 'til I die
  Just a Hustla from C-Town, straight doin' my thang
  I'm one of the last original thugs
  So these nuts must hang
  We don't take no shit
  Never hestitate to split a nigga's wig
  Or for that matter, fuck his bitch
  I love for my Mo Thug brothers and sisters
  Them was days, and you know that
  They will always be with us
  Gettin' brewed to keep it all together
  Dueces on a square, playa
  (Dueces, dueces. I'm next, playa I'm next. I'm next, playa)
  
  (Chorus)