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conversations.value: Write me a song called Still Hustlin’ with the following description: “Still Hustlin'” serves as the 13th track on Kendrick Lamar’s third solo mixtape, C4—inspired by Lil Wayne’s June 2008 album, Tha Carter III. This song is a remix of Wayne’s “La La,” and features TDE labelmates and Black Hippy artists, Ab-Soul and Jay Rock.
  The track is produced by David Banner. In a June 2008 interview with XXL Magazine, Banner revealed that the original beat was intended for the Shrek the Third Soundtrack:
  I actually did that beat for the Shrek 3 soundtrack. I got a call at the last moment by my movie agent and they were having a problem with one of the tracks on Shrek 3 and needed a track. It was going to be an instrumental or a song, but either way it wasn’t designed for a rapper. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  (
  David Banner
  )
  (
  DJ Ill Will
  )
  [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  Sittin' in the hooptie, lookin' for a groupie
  Bitch, I'm K.Dot, act like you knew me
  Got me fucked up, me don't pay for no booty
  You looking for a price, bitch, I'm not no fool, G
  I'm hot like Cooly, sicker than the cooties
  I got all the juice, you something like a Poomby
  I'm soon to be the greatest for the ages of the young
  Watch the game like a raven, cravin' rappers 'til I'm numb
  Novacane can't contain the pain that I brung
  Bitch, I shine like a microscope bouncin' off the sun
  Words bouncin' off my tongue like a damn trampoline
  Hoes manicure, hemmin' up the bottom of my jeans so I kick him off
  Got haters pissed off, used to have no bank
  Look at my account, you see O's like Rick Ross
  I drift off to the moon, martian
  Use the Big Dipper as a teaspoon
  Parkin' my UFO somewhere that you don't know
  Welcome to the C4, you see one, you see four
  Bombs in my peak hold, 
  bombs over Baghdad
  Son you niggas, you can never say I was a bad dad
  Run you nigga like a marathon
  This is when Vietnam meets the Babylon
  Bring it to yo front porch, tanks on your grass lines
  I'm Mike Jordan in his prime, jumpin' from the foul line
  In order to see the king, you gotta swim through the ponds [Chorus: Ab-soul]
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing
  And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing
  [Verse 2: Jay Rock]
  K. Dot start it up
  You hear my engine bitch
  Pussy wet paint sweeter than some licorice
  I'm like the homie Nas, I'm on some nigga shit
  More chains more whips hell yeah I'm living rich
  We chewing MC's, like some licorice
  Disrespect, get that ass smoked like a cigarette
  And I'm the realest yes, keep these bitches wet
  And we don't give em chips, we just give em dick
  Got guns on me, cause them niggas hate
  Better have insurance, cause I'm giving wakes
  I ain't lifting weights, I lift them .38s
  9s, .45s, big choppas aiming at yo face
  Ha ha
  [Chorus: Ab-Soul]
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing
  And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing [Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
  Paint bubblicious, just a lil rusty
  It's Friday, been on the donut since Monday, highway
  How I touch sky, I Kanye, kill 'em
  Like Ali, bomaye, killer
  Swap meet shopping till I not need nothing
  Or in-between the legs of a knock-kneed women
  Say it ain't so, Soul, say it ain't so
  I ain't fucking with you like Nazi public
  Fuck 'em, fuck it, slide in the bucket
  You rolling on adults I'm sitting on the team summit
  T-pain on, back seat fucking puffing la la la like a Lil Wayne song
  And why would I lie like a nigga in denial?
  When I can tell the truth and be free like style
  Top-notch TV don't touch that dial
  Unless you finna wash up, you niggas better watch us
  [Chorus: Ab-Soul]
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on my grind like I ain't made nothing
  And to tell the truth, I ain't made nothing
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (and I'm still hustlin')
  Started out hustlin' (bitch I'm still hustlin')
  Bitch I'm on the grind like I ain't made nothing