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50 cent - i'm a hustler lyrics

[produced by dj scratch]

[verse 1]
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
the 45 will tear you out the frame
it’s like the rich get richer and the poor don’t get f-cking thing
for me ain’t nothin’ changed, but the things my money brings
my style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
you peoples got plenty money actin like they ain’t got bail
i feel for you n-ggas gettin’ shot while i’m sayin’ this rhyme
or n-ggas in the mess hall gettin’ chopped on chow lines
an old timer schooled me, said: “don’t burn bridges, my friend
imagine the g-dub close and yo’ -ss gotta swim”
i watch the fifth melt a n-gga on the sidewalk in new york
me and shorty stood from a far 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 a lot of nerve”

[hook]
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler

[verse 2]
yo when the feds come in the game, loyalty is limited
hardcore n-ggas start actin’ feminine
with the feds you do eighty five percent of your time
duke, you get ten, you’ll d-mn near do nine
i 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 before you see 300z’s
tree top to feel the breeze, c0ke connect for key’s
yo’ b-tches s-xin’ me, take me to ecstacy
once i nut, i don’t want ’em next to me
if it’s on, mother f-cker, believe i’mma ride
i’m the type to swallow my blood before i swallow my pride
letters on my sweater read dkny
got grimy n-ggas runnin’ with me from bkny

[hook]
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler

[verse 3]
they say i don’t sound like a k!ller, well how a k!ller sound?
i bet i grab a 4-pound and back that -ss down
see many men live, baby, and many men die
many men get drunk, puff lye and stay high
here’s a jewel: love you enemies and hate your friends
your enemies remain the same, friends always change
i learned quick that there’s more than one way to skin a cat
you can get ’em in the face, dog, or down his back
all bullsh-t aside now, its time to be honest
i fear no man, for death is all that’s promised
i got n-ggas standin’ in line waitin’ to hear me spit
from ’86 to ’96 the game went from sugar to sh-t
this for you n-ggas in the background dyin’ to shine
i hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for nine
ain’t nothin’ changed in the game, but faces and names
the state, the weight, the date and the jake

[hook]
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler
if it wasn’t for the flow
i’d probably have to double back, bubble crack
i’m a hustler

- 50 cent lyrics

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