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Текст песни «Nuthin But A Hustla» от JT The Bigga Figga

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JT The Bigga Figga - "Nuthin But A Hustla"

Lyrics to Nuthin But A Hustla : Thinking about the things that I used to do Back in the days fuckin around with the crew 87, 88, 89 Stealing cars snatching purses sometimes a grind I found a way to get mine When shit got thick best believe I bought a nine I carried my bitch everywhere I went Tryin to get rich cause time was spent Making those money moves making those money moves Making those money moves a nigga cant lose I wanted to come sick A drop-top Firebird with a 92 kit Candy paint with the gold trim Leather interior with the rims It was hard to stop Bitches on my jock but money over cock But it didnt work that way Got trapped by the system a nigga had to pay And go do a little time Had a lot on my mind so I started to rhyme Now its 92 back on the scene again But this time strapped with a pad and pen Came to spit this gift I got Poppin that shit cause its got to be popped All you sucka MCs must learn Hooked up with my boy named Herm Got rushed to the studio Three months later getting seen on the video Then you talkin bout JT, whens your next show Can I go, can I go' I dont think so bro Cause you tried to play me So take it for what its worth Puffn on dank while Im dippin through the turf Mackin on your ho Yeah I got game cause she paid for the indo Call me a gaffler call me a sucka The nigga JT aint nothin but a hustla Aint nothin but a hustla [x2] Fool, aint nothin but a hustla An A-1 hustla Can I get a fade cause Im passin more licks Back to back eleven seven straight hits Pass the blunt and brew yeah I thought you knew That Id tear the fold before I come anew I guess he had a feeling and he knew I was gonna break him Cause now hes getting paid telling me how to shake em And get em off the wall Id be a damn fool to listen and let you call Cause Im a do my thang Get the money and the watch And the mothafuckin gold chain Cause Im a play for keeps If a nigga try to play me Im a put his ass to sleep Nighty night fool JT the Bigga Figga coming from the new school When I say the new school you know I mean playas Gangstas, hustlas, straight rhyme sayers Young niggas about 18 Coming up hard stackin green Mackin on hoes gettin new clothes Goin to the store buying Daytons and Vogues Fresh out the box All that shit without slangin them rocks Yeah nigga nothing but a hustla You just a busta your crew is straight suckas I got niggas thats ready to roll The Young Black Gangstas and the Outta Control You cant peel me man do you feel me' Your girl, she wanna steal me And take me to a room and get it on But when she go to sleep thats when Im gone Going through her purse like a roadrunner And get your cash Cause you aint nothin but a play-a-ho Now you wanna fight better yet a Captain Save a Ho So put on your cape and find your gloves Cause a playa like me is showin no love You can get mad you punk little busta The Bigga Figga boy aint nothin but a hustla [chorus] Definition of a hustla I aint got time to be fuckin with you suckas Niggas getting jealous and shit But Im a keep coming with them hits Tryin to get away from the grind Cause thats gonna lead to more time So I chose to go down the right road Itll be better is what I was told As a young buck coming up Didnt have shit so I didnt give a fuck Found my way to the street corner Fifty percent dope, fifty percent soda But now its a dope beat with a dope rhyme Cause a nine will get ya time In C.Y.A. or the state pen Where its all the same cause its straight men With no type of hoes and no money Fuck cell commissary cause it aint funny Id rather get a royalty check Then on the corner tryin to break my neck For a punk ass twenty sale Fucking with this Im gonna triple my mail This song heres going out to the busta The Bigga Figga nigga aint nothin but a hustla [chorus] Get my money on [ Nuthin But A Hustla Lyrics ]

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