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