50 Cent - I'm a Hustler lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - I'm a Hustler lyrics]
Rule number one: Don't go against the grain
Rule number two: Give respect
Where respect due
Rule number three: If you get knocked
Play games and say names
The 45 will tear you out the frame
It's like the rich get richer and the
Poor don't get a fucking thing
For me ain't nothin' changed
But the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy
Like them cats in jail
Who peoples got plenty money
Actin' like they ain't got bail
I feel for you niggas
Gettin' shot while I'm sayin' this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall
Gettin' chopped on chow lines
An old timer schooled me
Said: "Don't burn bridges, my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and
Yo' ass gotta swim"
I watch the fifth melt a nigga
On the sidewalk in New York
Me and shorty stood from afar and had a talk
He said "I told him if he
Came around I'd clap him, i gave him my word
Look at his hand
It's still shakin' - he had a lot of nerve"
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
Yo, when the Feds come in the game
Loyalty is limited
Hardcore niggas start actin' feminine
With the Feds you do eighty
Five percent of your time
Duke, you get ten, you'll damn near do nine
I hate a liar more than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary
A liar is after my reality
The streets I know'em like my ABC's
Stay away from the D's and stack ya' cheese
Try to see three hundred G's
Before you see 300Z's
Tree top to feel the breeze
Coke connects for key's
Yo' bitches sexin' me, take me to ecstacy
Once I nut, I don't want 'em next to me
If it's on, mother fucker, believe I'mma ride
I'm the type to swallow my blood
'fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my sweater read DKNY
Got grimy niggas runnin' with me from BKNY
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
They say I don't sound like a killer, well
How a killer sound?
I bet I grab a 4-pound and back that ass down
See many men live, baby, and many men die
Many men get drunk, puff lye and stay high
Here's a jewel: love your enemies
And hate your friends
Your enemies remain the same
Friends always change
I learned quick that there's more than
One way to skin a cat
You can get 'em in his face, dog
Or down his back all bullshit aside now
It's time to be honest i fear no man
For death is all that's promised
I got niggas standin' in line
Waitin' to hear me spit
From '86 to '96 the game
Went from sugar to shit
This for you niggas in the
Background dyin' to shine
I hate you like fiends that ask
Me for a dime for nine
Ain't nothin' changed in the game
But faces and names
The state, the weight, the date and the jake
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
Rule number two: Give respect
Where respect due
Rule number three: If you get knocked
Play games and say names
The 45 will tear you out the frame
It's like the rich get richer and the
Poor don't get a fucking thing
For me ain't nothin' changed
But the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy
Like them cats in jail
Who peoples got plenty money
Actin' like they ain't got bail
I feel for you niggas
Gettin' shot while I'm sayin' this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall
Gettin' chopped on chow lines
An old timer schooled me
Said: "Don't burn bridges, my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and
Yo' ass gotta swim"
I watch the fifth melt a nigga
On the sidewalk in New York
Me and shorty stood from afar and had a talk
He said "I told him if he
Came around I'd clap him, i gave him my word
Look at his hand
It's still shakin' - he had a lot of nerve"
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
Yo, when the Feds come in the game
Loyalty is limited
Hardcore niggas start actin' feminine
With the Feds you do eighty
Five percent of your time
Duke, you get ten, you'll damn near do nine
I hate a liar more than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary
A liar is after my reality
The streets I know'em like my ABC's
Stay away from the D's and stack ya' cheese
Try to see three hundred G's
Before you see 300Z's
Tree top to feel the breeze
Coke connects for key's
Yo' bitches sexin' me, take me to ecstacy
Once I nut, I don't want 'em next to me
If it's on, mother fucker, believe I'mma ride
I'm the type to swallow my blood
'fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my sweater read DKNY
Got grimy niggas runnin' with me from BKNY
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
They say I don't sound like a killer, well
How a killer sound?
I bet I grab a 4-pound and back that ass down
See many men live, baby, and many men die
Many men get drunk, puff lye and stay high
Here's a jewel: love your enemies
And hate your friends
Your enemies remain the same
Friends always change
I learned quick that there's more than
One way to skin a cat
You can get 'em in his face, dog
Or down his back all bullshit aside now
It's time to be honest i fear no man
For death is all that's promised
I got niggas standin' in line
Waitin' to hear me spit
From '86 to '96 the game
Went from sugar to shit
This for you niggas in the
Background dyin' to shine
I hate you like fiends that ask
Me for a dime for nine
Ain't nothin' changed in the game
But faces and names
The state, the weight, the date and the jake
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double back
Bubble crack i'm a hustler