Rule number one don't go against the Rule number two respect where respect due Rule three if you get knocked, play games and say names The 45 will you out the frame
like the rich get richer and the poor don't get fuckin' thing Don't mean nothin' changed but the my money bring My style will leave you aggy like them in jail You peoples got pleany money, actin' like they ain't got
I feel for you niggas gettin' shot while I'm sayin' rhyme Or in the mess hall gettin' shot on shallow lines An old timer schooled me burn bridges my friend Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta
I watch the fifth a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York Me and shorty saw from afar and had a He said I 'em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word Look at his head its still shakin' he had alot of
If it wasn't for the I'd probably have to back bubble crack Yeah, I'm a hustler Yeah, yeah I'm a Yeah, yeah I'm a
If it wasn't for the I'd probably have to double bubble crack Yeah, I'm a hustler Yeah, yeah I'm a Yeah, I'm a hustler
Yo, when the fed in the game loyalty is limited Hardcore start actin' feminine With the you do eighty five percent of your time Duke you get ten you'll near do nine
Hate a more than I hate thief A thief is after my salary, a liar is after my reality The streets I 'em like my ABC's away from the D's and stack ya cheese Try to see three G's 'fore you see three hundred C's Tree top to feel the co connect for key's
Yo bitches me take me to ecstacy Once I nut, I want 'em next to me (Ahh, oh shit) If it's on mother fucker I'm gonna ride I'm the type to my blood 'fore I swallow my pride on my shirt read DKNY Got niggas runnin' with me from BKNY
If it wasn't for the I'd probably have to double back crack Yeah, I'm a hustler Yeah, yeah I'm a Yeah, yeah I'm a
They say I don't sound a killer, well, how a killer sound I bet I grab a foe pound and that ass down See many men live baby and men die Many men get drunk lah and stay high
Here's a love you enemies and hate your friends Your enemies remain the friends always change I don't quit that theres more that one way to a cat You can get him in the dog or down his back
All bullshit aside now time to be honest I fear no man for is all thats promised I got niggas standin' in waitin' to hear me spit From eighty six to six the game went from sugar to shit
for you niggas in the background dyin' to shine I hate you like fiends who ask for a for nine Don't nothin' change in the game but faces and Skate to to date and the jake
If it wasn't for the I'd probably have to double back crack Yeah, I'm a hustler Yeah, yeah I'm a Yeah, yeah I'm a