歌词
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long
Grit my teeth, spray till every *****'s gone
Got my block sewn, armored **** spots
Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop
Move like a king when I roll, hops
You try to flex, bang, another ***** drops
You gotta deal with this cause there's no way out
Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out
I got nothin to lose, much to gain
In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine
I gotta get paid tonight, you mutha****in right
[something] my grip, check my *****, keep my game tight
So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star
Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car
Go to school, I ain't goin for it
Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet
Cause I don't wanna hear that crap
Why? I'd rather be a New Jack-----Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
Yo man you know what I'm sayin
You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin down
You got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels
Look at that ring right there
I know it's real, it's gotta be real
Man, you the flyest ***** I seen in my life
Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man
How can I be down
What's up? You say you wanna be down
Ease back, or mutha****a get beat down
Out my face, fool I'm the illest
Bulletproof, I die harder than Bruce Willis
Got my crew in effect, I bought em new Jags
So much cash, gotta keep it in Hefty bags
All I think about is keys and Gs
Imagine that, me workin at Mickey D's (ha ha ha ha)
That's a joke cause I'm never gonna be broke
When I die there'll be bullets and gunsmoke
Ya don't like my lifestyle? **** you
I'm rollin with the New Jack crew
And I'm a hustler
H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
New Jack, New Jack.....
Here I come, so you better break North
As I stride, my gold chains glide back and forth
I care nothing bout you, and that's evident
All I love's my **** and dead presidents
Sound crazy? Well it isn't
The ends justifies the means, that's the system
I learned that in school then I dropped out
Hit the streets, checked a grip, and now I got clout
I had nothing, and I wanted it
You had everything, and you flaunted it
Turned the needy into the greedy
With *******, my success came speedy
Got me twisted, jammed into a paradox
Every dollar I get, another brother drops
Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand
God damn----you got me sinkin in quicksand
But since I don't know, and I ain't never learned
I gotta get paid, I got money to earn
With my posse, out on the ave
Bump my sounds, crack a forty and laugh
Cool out and watch my new Benz gleam
Is this a nightmare? Or the American dream
So think twice if you're coming down my block
You wanna journey through hell? Well **** gets hot
Pregnant teens, children's screams
Life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam
You don't come here much, and ya better not
Wrong move (bang), ambulance cot
I gotta get more money than you got
So what, if some mutha****a gets shot
That's how the game is played
Another brother slayed, the wound is deep
BUT they're givin us a Band Aid
My education's low but I got long dough
Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro
Sleep on silk, lie like a politician
My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician
Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe
There'll be another one after me
A hustler
Hustler
H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
New Jack, New Jack...
歌词贡献者：Nim-Leslie