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50 Cent - "Hustlers Ambition"
Lyrics to Hustlers Ambition : (Like the fire needs the air) (I wont burn unless your there) Yea, I need you,I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy you know, its real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] Americas got a thing for this gangstas shit, they love me Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take spills over raymo shit, Ima fan Got through the silver duck tape on my trait old handle The women on my life bring confusion shit SO like Nino from New Jack, Ill have to cancel that bitch Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up I build an empire on the low the narcs dont know Im the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door O after O, you know, homey Im just triple beam, dreamin Niggaz be schemin, Im fiendin to live a good life The fiends just fiendin Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you cant see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me [Chorus] I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while Im tryin to get mine And Ill buck you (buck you) I dont care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want to find the thing thats in my life So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 2] Yea, I dont know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz cant fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50 Check my logic, smokers dont like seeds in their weed shit Send me them seeds ill grow em what they need Them aint chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic And Im sellin them 500 a pop god damn it I sold everythin Ima hustler, I know how to grind Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine If you analyze me, what youll find is the DNA recrock What goes in my mind, its contagious Hypnotic, it sounds melodic If the rap was the block or spider, Ill be poke and butter Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man [Chorus] [Verse 3] Its a hustlers ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothin Its part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes In the jewels with your chains I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot I got the energy to win, Im full of adrenaline Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate Them holi tip bent me up, but Im back in shape Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake Im like the East coast number one playboy B Hugh Hefnerll tell you he dont got shit on me The feds watch me, icey they cant stop me Racist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchi Hello! [Chorus] [ Hustlers Ambition Lyrics ]
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