Hustler baby lyrics

Don't make this complicated My old school candy painted I hustle hard When I come through they like "oh my God - that nigga clean". From the beginning It Was Written I suppose I break a whole on the 36 oz And move it, I'm a hustler, baby I'm a hustler, baby My mind on the money, I ain't tripping on the hoes I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes But dig it, I'm a hustler, baby I'm a hustler, baby. Shoes and the belt buckle Louis We don't need more details now do we? Let 'em sag, my swag is True Religion You gonna need Cartier frames to see my vision It smells like cream mixed with weed, this is classy and hood Drama llama time, nigga, what's good?

This song is by 50 Cent and appears on the album Animal Ambition Sign In Don't have an account? Start a Wiki. You must enable javascript to view this page. This is a requirement of our licensing agreement with music Gracenote. That nigga clean!

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Yo yo yo hustler baby Oh No hustler baby Oh No hustler baby [verse 1:]. Deep in the cut With the chrome on the thrown Down in Decatur Where the haters get shown Ride around the spots Where the pot gets grown Now Im feelin blowed Smoke by the zone Misfit dudes by the rules reapply Creeps low wit cruise control when Im high Brand new 22 shoes on the ride Gotta get blatta tatted Hit up green rise. So Im ridin down this long country road Followin rainbows Tryna reach us in gold I gotta grind hard Til this shit gets sold Just sit back relax N watch it unfold So Im gone hit up the studio Write about 24 Til these hits get throwed Cash checks Get a boat Betta keep it afloat Dont end up bankrupt and broke.