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50 Cent
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Hustla's Ambition
Like the fire needs the air I won't burn unless you're there Yeah, I need you, I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy You know, it's real shit, feel this
America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me Black chucks, black skullies, leather pelle-pelle I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan Got that silver duck tape on my Trey Eight handle The women on my life bring confusion, shit
So like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that Bitch, look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up I build an empire on the low, the narcs don't know I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey, I'm just triple beam, dreamin' Niggaz be schemin', I'm fiendin' to live a good life The fiends just fiendin' Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (Hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin' to get mine And I'll buck you (Buck you)
I don't care who you run with or where you from Nigga fuck you (Fuck you) I want to find the thing that's in my life So I hustle (Hustle)
Yeah, I don't know shit about gymnastics, I summersault bricks Black talents start flyin', when a nigga flip I cook, crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are fifty Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
Send me them seeds I'll grow 'em what they need Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic And I'm sellin' them five hundred a pop, God damn it I sold everythin', I'ma hustler, I know how to grind Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook
What goes in my mind, it's contagious 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Hypnotic, it sounds melodic If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be that potent product Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin' money man
I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (Hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin' to get mine And I'll buck you (Buck you)
I don't care who you run with or where you from Nigga fuck you (Fuck you) I want to find the thing that's in my life So I hustle (Hustle)
Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Mossberg pumpin', shotgun dumpin' and drama means nothin' It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes In the jewels with your chains I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin' the spinner spin I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape Pour crystal in the blender and make a protein shake I'm like the East coast number one playboy B Hugh Hefner will tell you, he don't got shit on me The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me Racist, pointin' at me look at the nigga ratchi, hello
I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (Hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin' to get mine And I'll buck you (Buck you)
I don't care who you run with or where you from Nigga fuck you (Fuck you) I want to find the thing that's in my life So I hustle (Hustle)
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