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Les paroles de Hustler's Ambition
| | | Artiste: | 50 Cent |
| | Album: | Curtis (2007) | | Titre: | Hustler's Ambition | | | | Date d'ajout: | 24/02/2008 | | Vues: | 499 fois | | | | Paroles: | [Girl singing:]
Like the fire needs the air
I won't burn unless you're there
Yea,I need you,I
need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
you know, this real shit, feel this!
[Verse
1:]
America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me
Black Chuckies, black skullies,
leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spit over raymo shit, I'm a vandal
Got the silver duct tape on my 38.
eight handle
The women in my life bring confusion and shit
SO like Nino when New Jack, I holla
"cancel that bitch"
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart
dun froze
I'll build an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman
I take that
cocoa leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door
O after
O, you know, homie I'm just triple beam, dreamin'
Niggaz be schemin', I fiend to live a good
life
The fiends are just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The
penitentiary is definitely out the question for me..
[Chorus:]
I want the finer things in my
life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin 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 the
finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2:]
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics
I summersault bricks
Black talons 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 r 50
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 'em for 500 a pop god damn it
I sell
anything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you it's wine
If
you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook and
What goes in my mind, its
contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If rap was the block or spider, I'll be 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
[Chorus:]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in
my way while I'm tryin 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 the finer things in my life
So I hustle
(hustle)
[Verse 3:]
It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Moussberg
pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe
switchin lanes
Or in the jewler switchin chains
I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs
Rocks that I
copped proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Play the curve 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'll
tell you he ain't got shit on me
The feds watch me,I see they can't stop me
Racist,pointin at me
look at the niggaracci
Hello!
[Chorus:]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
(hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin 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 the finer things in my
life
So I hustle (hustle) | | | |
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