歌手:Young Buck
专辑:《Straight Outta Cashville》

作曲 : Banks, Bernard, Brown, Hampton ...
Yeah, I'm a special kind of ***** with mines, you know?
I grind, I gets my paper, you know what
I mean? Ha ha ha, oh yeah
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
I'm a bonafide hustler
They say heaven's for church goers and hell's for the heathens
So I'ma just ball the ***** out while
I'm breathin'
Eighth after eighth, what'chu know about that fast flip?
Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin' on that glass *****
Now Sham stay askin' for a dime for 9
I'll tell you what,
I'll hook you up just one last time
Customs is comin' son is pumpin' watch the packs dissolve
Singles, C-notes to food stamps, we stackin it all
That's that joint what's his name son?
I don't remember
That Haitian ***** with the guitar that sing "Gone 'Til November"
I do a buck-forty in the rain, hydroplanin'
Lamborghini
Diablo, candy painted
Got that hydro burnin', got the burner in the stash
Hit the hazards, hit the
AC, then it come out the dash
If fag-o in the club sonnin', *****z start dumbin'
Start shootin' and
I ain't strapped, ***** it
I'm runnin'
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
I'm a bonafide hustler
I been out here for too long,
I deserve to get a bird
The fiends know my name now from standin' on this curb
I got blood on my *****rt, and a handful of crack
A bunch of lil' *****z with dime sacks in they backpacks
Come and get it we got it, take a trip to the projects
You see the police, but we gon' sell our **** regardless
You *****z know me, from fillin' up your heron needles
I'm connected with them people who don't speak no english
We ain't scared of the roll, we just get it and go
You see them
Tennessee tags ***** you already know
I don't trust no hoes, that's how
T got popped
He showed a ***** where his stash was, she told it to the cops
Me and Priest had the streets on lock
He'd break down the blocks,
I'd open up shop around the clock
And I ain't gon' stop, so soon as you come home from the pen
We at it again, we gettin' 'em for ten my *****
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
I'm a bonafide hustler
You know I'm a hustler ey
Now I'm headed down
South and that's my word
I'm on the
Greyhound bout to move these birds
And if these *****z don't let me sling
I'm out there robbin' everything
Got a brand new mac, and a
P-*****Ya's a hustler, man
I stay on the grind9 grams of ******, a 100 grams of coke12 o's of mushrooms, 2 pounds of smoke3 gal's of dust juice and a tank of
LSDAnd a thousand pills of every kind of ecstasy
Hash, ha*****sh,
I bought a sixty-two
When I was younger with my crew
I had them *****z sniffin' glue
It's 40's to the gram to them truckers and bamas
And I can chef up a miracle with
Arm and Hammer
I'm a hustler, man
I supply the fiends
I'm a hustler, *****
I'll sell you a dream
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine
I'm a bonafide hustler, ***** get out of line,
I'll cut ya
Me, I'm bout my paper it's *****, ya
If you, play games with mine,
I can match it from behind
With my nine,
I'm a bonafide hustler