50 CENT - I'm a Hustler Lyrics lyrics

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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

(gun click sound) the 45 will tear you out the frame

Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get fuckin thing

Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring

My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail

You peoples got pleany 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 shot on shallow lines

An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend

Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim

I watch the fifth melt a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York

Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk

He said I told 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 nerve

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(Jadakiss sample: If it wasn't for the flow

I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack)

(Jay-Z sample: yea yea I'm a hustler)

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Yo when the fed 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

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 fore you see three hundred C's

Tree top to feel the breeze co connect for key's

Yo bitches sexin me take me to ecstacy

Once I nut (ahh oh shit) I don't want 'em next to me

If its on mother fucker believe I'm gonna ride

I'm the type to swallow my blood fore I swallow my pride

Letters on my shirt read DKNY

Got grimy niggas runnin with me from BKNY

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They say I don't sound like a killer well how a killer sound

I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass down

See many men live baby and many men die

Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high

Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your friends

Your enemies remain the same friends always change

I don't quit that theres more that one way to skin a cat

You can get him in the face dog or down his back

All bullshit aside now its time to be honest

I fear no man for death is all thats promised

I got niggas standin in line waitin to hear me spit

From eighty six to ninety six the game went from sugar to shit

This for you niggas in the background dyin to shine

I hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for nine

Don't nothin change in the game but faces and names

Skate to wait to date and the jake