: I get beside women all men desire, Crazy with passion I'll never be tired, Money's no good to me 'cause lovin's my game, I don't need no trouble and
I get beside women all men desire Crazy with passion I'll never be tired Money's no good to me 'cause lovin's my game I don't need no trouble and I'll
I get beside women all men desire, Crazy with passion I'll never be tired, Money's no good to me 'cause lovin's my game, I don't need no trouble and I
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I get beside women all men desire, Crazy with passion I'll never be tired, Money's no good to me 'cause lovin's my game, I don't need no trouble and
journey with me to different places by listenin. Shittin on em. Ya brutha got it covered we can slug it, knuckle it however you want I love it. A hustler
Jordan was in his prime Now I'm living this life where I'm forced to (put it on the line) [Chorus] [Trife Da God] I'm on a journey, leaving no stone
. Cause I don't wanna hear that crap, Why? I'd rather be a New Jack-----Hustler [chorus] Hustler Hustler Hustler H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler (kid drop in)
the street Stop people from HATIN me, take away all of this jealousy And prejudicy Thought you said it was a better place I grew up around pimps, hustlers
my time And it's my grind And not even midnight Can stop my shine Let me confront The ultimate sin You're ready to die But I'm dying to live The hustler
a fee false If the straps don't bleed y'all We put stitches in yo' motherfuckin dome like a league brawl (Come and roll with this) Take a journey to the
and - the Corkscrew Cock Cruncher Plus, the Fat Fuckin Bitch Backslapper And not forgetting - The One Finger Ringer So, until next time boys and girls, goodbye! Cunters journey
name of my click across yo' ass girl We about to blast girl, from here to Albuquerque Like Jamaican niggas rockin big chains in socker jerseys Take you on hotter journeys
Moet 'Cause I don't wanna hear that crap Why? I'd rather be a New Jack, Hustler Hustler Hustler Hustler Hustler H U S T L E R Hustler Yo man you know
i remember was us doin what we did To survive in these streets where we lived We was kids growin up in this environment Nothing but trouble You either struggled or you hustled
