New Jack Hustler

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