The Fast and the Furious movie - Hustlin' lyrics

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Song by Fat Joe f/ Armageddon<br /><br>

[Fat Joe]<br>

Uhh, T.S.!<br>

None better (Bronx niggaz, uhh)<br>

Life of a hustler (ha-hah, what'chu know about that?)<br>

Yo, yo, yo<br>

Yo the mind of a hustler be trained to count money and lies<br>

Supplyin customers and keep it peace and just spendin they time<br>

Pop another thug that's tryin to scream but they dimes<br>

Hoppin all the clubs in town, they don't need to wear shines<br>

They got that energy, confident and always aware<br>

who's watchin them, bitches on top of them, they don't just be near<br>

Probably spot poppy and them they robbed last year<br>

and just, nod and stare and show no fear<br>

Cause nine times out of ten this bitch connects this kid to shoot you<br>

They too hot so catchin a body's too crucial<br>

If you a hustler, I know you relate<br>

Whether you home base or go out of state<br>

This shit is real<br>

and you better recognize when you see 'em, these niggaz kill<br>

A whole 'nother drug dealer keep 'em with steels<br>

So be creepin so it's real on the deal, with the F-E-D<br>

Some of them sleep in six feet cause they skrilled<br>

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[Chorus: Armageddon]<br>

Fuckin with hustlers - you see us in the clubs<br>

Everybody wanna be us, wife beaters and flip drugs<br>

We them hustlers - a little thug's role model<br>

Where the snubb full of hollow's tryna earn a little power<br>

He a hustler - some of us locked for eternity<br>

Get shot down and murdered in beef or turnin for police<br>

Hustlers - yeah, you know what the sparks done<br>

You know where we evolve from, you know when the heart's pump<br>

Hustlin<br>

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[Fat Joe - overlapping end of Chorus]<br>

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo<br>

See life a style, now it's rappin, how you push packs in large amounts<br>

and never spend a day in life movin them cats about?<br>

That's not what Crack's about; I cooked it, cut it and lift it<br>

From Brooklyn to one-sixty fiddith, I took bricks and flip shit<br>

Clips I sit 'em even whip some women from runnin they lips<br>

and gettin me in the middle of shit with other niggaz<br>

And real dealers don't be yappin on the phone<br>

What you think, father born? Don't be caskets and clothes<br>

C'mon y'all know niggaz slip, speakin a joke<br>

There go the dial tone, click, now you steamin with holes<br>

Y'all motherfuckers couldn't fathom what's about to go down<br>

Like a year from now, when the bears get out<br>

From a ten-year stretch down to air shit out<br>

Make him a man, show your heart when I tear it out<br>

They say hustlin is the key to success, and on that note<br>

I can feed you niggaz for less, I got madd coke<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Fat Joe]<br>

Yeah, it's for all my hustlin niggaz<br>

All my liquid dime niggaz<br>

All my niggaz flippin bricks out there, yeah<br>

All my niggaz in the Columbia brother suits<br>

In the pourin rain, tryna get your shit on<br>

Smokin the C.I. in the rain, y'know? (uh-huh)<br>

Cup of noodles in your hand<br>

It's you nigga Joey Coco, and I'm a hustler<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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