- Young Buck Bonafide Hustler 歌詞
- Young Buck
- Yeah, Im a special kind of ***** with mines, you know?
I grind, I gets my paper, you know what
I mean? Ha ha ha, oh yeah
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
Im a bonafide hustler
They say heavens for church goers and hells for the heathens
So Ima just ball the ***** out while
Im breathin
Eighth after eighth, whatchu know about that fast flip?
Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin on that glass *****
Now Sham stay askin for a dime for 9
Ill tell you what,
Ill hook you up just one last time
Customs is comin son is pumpin watch the packs dissolve
Singles, C-notes to food stamps, we stackin it all
Thats that joint whats his name son?
I dont remember
That Haitian ***** with the guitar that sing 'Gone Til November'
I do a buck-forty in the rain, hydroplanin
Lamborghini
Diablo, candy painted
Got that hydro burnin, got the burner in the stash
Hit the hazards, hit the
AC, then it come out the dash
If fag-o in the club sonnin, *****z start dumbin
Start shootin and
I aint strapped, ***** it
Im runnin
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
Im a bonafide hustler
I been out here for too long,
I deserve to get a bird
The fiends know my name now from standin on this curb
I got blood on my *****rt, and a handful of crack
A bunch of lil ***** z with dime sacks in they backpacks
Come and get it we got it, take a trip to the projects
You see the police, but we gon sell our **** regardless
You **** *z know me, from fillin up your heron needles
Im connected with them people who dont speak no english
We aint scared of the roll, we just get it and go
You see them
Tennessee tags ***** you already know
I dont trust no hoes, thats how
T got popped
He showed a ***** where his stash was, she told it to the cops
Me and Priest had the streets on lock
Hed break down the blocks,
Id open up shop around the clock
And I aint gon stop, so soon as you come home from the pen
We at it again, we gettin em for ten my *****
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its * ****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
Im a bonafide hustler
You know Im a hustler ey
Now Im headed down
South and thats my word
Im on the
Greyhound bout to move these birds
And if these *****z dont let me sling
Im out there robbin everything
Got a brand new mac, and a
P-*****Yas a hustler, man
I stay on the grind9 grams of ******, a 100 grams of coke12 os of mushrooms, 2 pounds of smoke3 gals of dust juice and a tank of
LSDAnd a thousand pills of every kind of ecstasy
Hash, ha*****sh,
I bought a sixty-two
When I was younger with my crew
I had them *****z sniffin glue
Its 40s to the gram to them truckers and bamas
And I can chef up a miracle with
Arm and Hammer
Im a hustler, man
I supply the fiends
Im a hustler, *****
Ill sell you a dream
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
Im a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
Ill cut ya
Me, Im bout my paper its *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
Im a bonafide hustler
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