hats [Chorus: Mayfield falsetto (Pimp C)] I'm a hustler baby, and I gots to have it I'm a hustler baby, and I gots to grab it, ahhh (I'm whippin in the
Fordítás: PIMP C. Én vagyok a Hustler.
I'm in I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy
And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna go for it, man I gotta
ugly face cold spoiled his erection I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer An' yes, I'm a pimp an' a player an' a hustler An' kinda a mack an' a poet, impressive I
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
' Norman Bates I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supreme I'm livin' out the hustler dream I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with the rag
, Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hay I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
toy Is it the pimp, the crook, the hustling thing The man, the music that making a king I'm simply building my Ming A million men marchin' like condom [unverified] I'm
right I could make you a celebrity overnight Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name Girl I'm Twista, I
get it right back I trap by day boy, rap by night, C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight [Hook] [T-Mo Goodie] I'm pimp tight, give a fuck
I bring it, sing it loud I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack"
me show you how I go wild Now you playin' with a fully grown man With a fully blown plan, with a fully loaded clip I'ma go up in your shit I don't play
All I ever wanted to do in my life was be a hustler Some don't get it, but feel me when I spit it It's all about the dollar [ verse 2: o.c. the sinister
a nigga to die, I'm a gangsta No mo' petty rock hustlin', I'm in for the run And I'm fo'sho I'm gone' be murdered for this shit that I done But I'm
peak, go on and let a nigga poke give me some assistance as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause
that I ain't give a fuck how I got it It was real as that So if I had to peel a cat Somebody was dead then Since I'm a killer That's the condition my
