السلام عليكم ورحمة يا اخي اتمنى لك التوفيق والنجاح في كل شيء و مكان Peace be upon you and God's mercy my brother I wish you success and success in everything and place
[Lyrics] Like the fire needs the air I won't burn unless you're there Yea, I need you, I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy You know, this real shit, feel this! America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me Black Chuckas, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take Spit over Raymo shit, I'm a vandal Got the silver duct tape on my tray eight handle The women in my life be confusion and shit So like Nino when New Jack, I holla (cancel that bitch) Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze I built an empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door O after O, you know, homie I'm just triple beam, dreamin' Niggaz be schemin', I fiend to live a good life The fiends are just fiendin Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black Talons start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my code name, they called me chef boy r 50 Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed, shit Send me them seeds I'll grow em what they need Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib, thats chronic And I'm sellin 'em for 500 a pop god damn it I sell anything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind Step on grapes put in water and tell you it's wine If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook and What goes in my mind, its contagious Hypnotic, it sounds melodic If rap was the block or spot, I'll be potent product Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Moussberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes Or in the jewler switchin chains I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline Play the curv and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake I'm like the East coast number one playboy B Hugh Hefner will tell you he ain't got shit on me The feds watch me, Icey, they can't stop me Racist, pointin at me look at the niggaracci Hello! I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle)
I'm the only after 50 equipped to touch this beat: this is neurosurgeon bars the mic scaple cut deep hear the truth then u can weep. This ignorance mind sweep this level inclines steep the damage to your lungs is severe if your not equipped 4 this realm to hear then move away from thee! Let switch gears no fear i speak to my celestial peers cause they only have ears to hear I'm elevated fly no lear spit solitude bars gated community over here yeah!
ТекстПеревод На столе были ноги Поплыли осьминоги Дайте мне пули Мало было дури Пошёл я в сказку Купил я смазку Купил телефон Но не знаю где он Я был в спортзале Меня истерзали Рифма была глупая Чесанул залупу я Платья для фигурного И решил я напиться Но решил побриться Смотрю я на небо Глаз у меня нету Жопу порвал Очень много срал Купил лимонад Но я ему не рад Жопу промочил Странно, я не пил Трусы мои спали Меня окупали Купил я ручку Отъебал ею сучку Зашёл альбинос Хуй не дорос Зашёл к Михану Увидел панаму Уснул я без денег Проснулся - уже понедельник Снились кошмары Поплыли кальмары На столе был пальчик Его сожрал мальчик Купил я сок Оказался носок Пикнул я вены Оказалась Мегера Зарядил я пушку Стрельнул ею в подушку Увидел пирожок Съел его чуток Рвали колонки Соседи подонки СЕЙЛ ТУ ДРАП ФАКИН КЕН ПЛЕЙС Не нужен мне диск Купи у меня редис Увидел кино Оказалось не то Уехал в Германию Приехал нормальным
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Max Mustermann - Hustler's Ambitions - Curtis Jackson 50Cent [Produced By B-Money] [Year: 2005] [Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin]
A hustlers ambition is a mission for this life, it can light up the night like a diamond for a wife, in the kitchen for the cream so I can get anything like, I hope this message sticks in you like spike to never give up the fight, use the darkness to harness life from this carcass for the flight with my down to ride Latina by my side,... So for riches down be chasing rainbows for the finding just flash your energy like lightening and be punctual with the timing
Like the fire needs the air I won't burn unless you're there Yea, I need you, I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy You know, this real shit, feel this! America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me Black Chuckas, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take Spit over Raymo shit, I'm a vandal Got the silver duct tape on my tray eight handle The women in my life be confusion and shit So like Nino when New Jack, I holla (cancel that bitch) Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze I built an empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door O after O, you know, homie I'm just triple beam, dreamin' Niggaz be schemin', I fiend to live a good life The fiends are just fiendin Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black Talons start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my code name, they called me chef boy r 50 Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed, shit Send me them seeds I'll grow em what they need Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib, thats chronic And I'm sellin 'em for 500 a pop god damn it I sell anything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind Step on grapes put in water and tell you it's wine If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook and What goes in my mind, its contagious Hypnotic, it sounds melodic If rap was the block or spot, I'll be potent product Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Moussberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes Or in the jewler switchin chains I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline Play the curv and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake I'm like the East coast number one playboy B Hugh Hefner will tell you he ain't got shit on me The feds watch me, Icey, they can't stop me Racist, pointin at me look at the niggaracci Hello! I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle)
(Like the fire needs the air) (I won't burn unless your there) Yea, I need you,I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy you know, its real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan Got through the silver duck tape on my 38. handle The women on my life bring confusion shit SO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up Yo the empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman I take that coke leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreamin Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good life The fiends just fiendin Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me [Chorus] I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want to find the thing thats in my life So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 2] Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50 Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit Send me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they need Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic And I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn it I sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grind Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock What goes in my mind, its contagious Hypnotic, it sounds melodic If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butter Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man [Chorus] [Verse 3] Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothin It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes In the jewels with your chains I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate Them holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shape Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake I'm like the East coast number one playboy B Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me Racist, pointin at me look
И я одел его на бок Из-за чего получил срок О мой Бог, я как бугорок. Нашел бачок, назвал качок, Взорвал бачок, отстал тарчек, Трах Хичкок, залез в мешок, Там порошок, как хорошо......
PLEASE BRING BACK THIS KIND OF SAMPLING. No disrespect to the trap style type beats but nothing can compare to sampling those old classics like this.
That ain't no shit neither! 💪
Most definitely 💯
Rest well Mr Frankie Beverly@@redjeunesse6292
I flipped this same sample in a new style here: ua-cam.com/video/W6G3QEK6WqM/v-deo.html
Whoever produced this song is a master ✌🏼 and 50 a legend ❤🔥
There will never be another 50 cent 💯💯
Facts
We did have another 50 cent and it was pop smoke
@universe gossips rap/hip-hop died in the 2010s
@@solidevil2639 hip hop and rap are still alive but it’s hard to find it because of all these mumble rapper
@@thababythug2952 pop was awesome but he didn’t have that much of a impact I’m not taking nothing away from pop he is a legend
one of the illest beats ever! true classic 😎
One of Fif’s top records he’s ever done. ✅💯🔥
If not the best
One of the greatest workout beats known to man
This beat is beautiful🔥🔥
50 has the best beat selection of any non producing rapper
This Beat Is Definitely Clapping With A Round Of Applause For Me Not To Quit Playing It.
Like a fire that needs the air, I won't burn unless you're there
Like the fire needs the air
@@3sydE007 was about to comment that
Shoutout Maze & Frankie Beverly
... I need you. Lol Somebody snapped on this sample. Shout out Frankie, Beverly, and Maze.
Yessir
I remember going to the 'Get Rich or Die Tryin' movie website when I was younger just to hear this beat on repeat. Good times.
Omg same bro tbt to 2005 simpler times 🙏🏽
Lol same 😂😂💯
Lol Same Here nigga 😈😈
Limewire days
50 has been blessed my a lot of beautiful instrumentals
“I need you to hate.. so I can use you for your energy.” ❤️👏🏼
"Wooooooooh"🎶🎵.... 🔥🔥🚛💯👍
50 murdered this beat
Every time when I'm tired and need to stay focused I play this in my head to give me a boost 😂
This beat is magnificent 🤦🏾♂️😍 🔥
I love this beat too this song 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
@Heyjose25points yeah
Same here it’s fucking fye
BEAT ALWAYS MOTIVATED ME TO GET TO THE 💰💰💰💰💰IM STILL IN MOTION 😎😎😎😎💎💎💎💎
Immernoch Gänsehaut
That ouuuuu gives me goosebumps 🔥🔥
Hell yeah 😂
this is great workout/motivation music!
“I built an empire on the low, the narcs don’t know I’m the weather man; I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow ❄️ “ #tooreal
Best beat of all time 🔥
I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND ambition NOW, staying HUNGRY with ALL the roadblocks!!! I PROMISE YOU I WILL BE THERE on TIME!! 👑
Back when music told a story. He basically told his life story in this song.
Music that tells a story is the best
Fif one of the goats
One of his greatest tracks
This track is CRAZY..!!! It does sound rather soothing
I love this beat
um dos instrumentais mais nostalgicos da história! simples, emocionante e nostálgico!
vida longa, 50 centavos!
magnifique instru
God this instrumental is amazing
🎶🎶LIKE THE 🔥🔥THAT NEEDS THE AIR
Legit this song is like a story of 50 cents rising to the top
50 cent is legend in creating beats
It's YOUNG CAESER!!!!!!
Gef Pa me ?
Gef Pa Me ?
Gef Pa me?
Gef Pa me ?
Gef Pa me?
Love this
Such a nice beat ❤❤💯👌🙌
السلام عليكم ورحمة يا اخي اتمنى لك التوفيق والنجاح في كل شيء و مكان Peace be upon you and God's mercy my brother I wish you success and success in everything and place
One of the best instrumentals
Man!!! That Bass
A masterpiece!!!
Bang’n beat that never gets old😎👍🏾👏🏾
Beat of the century......
Frankie Beverly and maze killed this. Jeezy and 50 both killed this sample
Nc Hemi word !!!
Jeezy?
Morning Anthem 🔥
[Lyrics]
Like the fire needs the air
I won't burn unless you're there
Yea, I need you, I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
You know, this real shit, feel this!
America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me
Black Chuckas, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take Spit over Raymo shit, I'm a vandal
Got the silver duct tape on my tray eight handle
The women in my life be confusion and shit
So like Nino when New Jack, I holla (cancel that bitch)
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze
I built an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman
I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homie I'm just triple beam, dreamin'
Niggaz be schemin', I fiend to live a good life
The fiends are just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black Talons start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
Man my code name, they called me chef boy r 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed, shit
Send me them seeds I'll grow em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib, thats chronic
And I'm sellin 'em for 500 a pop god damn it
I sell anything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you it's wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook and
What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If rap was the block or spot, I'll be potent product
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Moussberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
Or in the jewler switchin chains
I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs
Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Play the curv and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner will tell you he ain't got shit on me
The feds watch me, Icey, they can't stop me
Racist, pointin at me look at the niggaracci
Hello!
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
That beat tho
B Money produced this track. Legend!
I’m a healthy wealthy millionaire and blessed by GOD 💰 💴 💵
Thats amazing
Pac will sound real nice on this beat
Jjuan Ringgold i believe there is a remix with him on this beat
Jjuan Ringgold Real talk
They made a remix wit him in it
Pac sounds good even in acapella
I'm the only after 50 equipped to touch this beat: this is neurosurgeon bars the mic scaple cut deep hear the truth then u can weep. This ignorance mind sweep this level inclines steep the damage to your lungs is severe if your not equipped 4 this realm to hear then move away from thee! Let switch gears no fear i speak to my celestial peers cause they only have ears to hear I'm elevated fly no lear spit solitude bars gated community over here yeah!
ТекстПеревод
На столе были ноги
Поплыли осьминоги
Дайте мне пули
Мало было дури
Пошёл я в сказку
Купил я смазку
Купил телефон
Но не знаю где он
Я был в спортзале
Меня истерзали
Рифма была глупая
Чесанул залупу я
Платья для фигурного
И решил я напиться
Но решил побриться
Смотрю я на небо
Глаз у меня нету
Жопу порвал
Очень много срал
Купил лимонад
Но я ему не рад
Жопу промочил
Странно, я не пил
Трусы мои спали
Меня окупали
Купил я ручку
Отъебал ею сучку
Зашёл альбинос
Хуй не дорос
Зашёл к Михану
Увидел панаму
Уснул я без денег
Проснулся - уже понедельник
Снились кошмары
Поплыли кальмары
На столе был пальчик
Его сожрал мальчик
Купил я сок
Оказался носок
Пикнул я вены
Оказалась Мегера
Зарядил я пушку
Стрельнул ею в подушку
Увидел пирожок
Съел его чуток
Рвали колонки
Соседи подонки
СЕЙЛ ТУ ДРАП
ФАКИН КЕН ПЛЕЙС
Не нужен мне диск
Купи у меня редис
Увидел кино
Оказалось не то
Уехал в Германию
Приехал нормальным
I love this beat too this song I love it
Shalyn Harris This shit is so fuckin' nice
you right it is nice
I love this beat 🙏✌
Yeah 50!
Big fire 📀📀📀
Heat asfk 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽
I like this beat to this song
I know right
My favorite song from my favorite movie 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
This beat is still godlike
I just love this beat
Im with the Hustlers ambition
call the bros we goin on a mission
i aint kiddin bout the compitition
cause im into get it
Black people make great music mann
Getting promoted to CEO of a company after years of hard work & being a good team player.✊🏾💵
one of them ones !!!!
I love this beat to this song
I know right
You right
o tak, 50 centów, jesteś zajebisty rap
SO I HUSTLE !!!!
Love love CA Los Angeles 50 centavos
America's got a thing for this gangsta shit..
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Max Mustermann - Hustler's Ambitions - Curtis Jackson 50Cent [Produced By B-Money] [Year: 2005] [Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin]
Leave a mark you gone remember
50 cent beat that's nice beat
That”ooooooooo” is crazy 😂
"Crenshaws' (Baby)
F R E E S T Y L E"
🎩🔴💣
ya'll should hear the original song that was sampled, it's so soulful too 🔥🔥🔥
Yo this beat is fye
Esse beat é loko
Peace❤
Feel this....
Had the get rich or dieing cd album before it came out
feels so good when ur high
I swear on life😂😂😂
iSTR0K3R. Love your picture ❤
Lmfao
A hustlers ambition is a mission for this life, it can light up the night like a diamond for a wife, in the kitchen for the cream so I can get anything like, I hope this message sticks in you like spike to never give up the fight, use the darkness to harness life from this carcass for the flight with my down to ride Latina by my side,... So for riches down be chasing rainbows for the finding just flash your energy like lightening and be punctual with the timing
Купил я сок оказался носок🎤
Like the fire needs the air
I won't burn unless you're there
Yea, I need you, I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
You know, this real shit, feel this!
America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me
Black Chuckas, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take Spit over Raymo shit, I'm a vandal
Got the silver duct tape on my tray eight handle
The women in my life be confusion and shit
So like Nino when New Jack, I holla (cancel that bitch)
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze
I built an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman
I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homie I'm just triple beam, dreamin'
Niggaz be schemin', I fiend to live a good life
The fiends are just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black Talons start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
Man my code name, they called me chef boy r 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed, shit
Send me them seeds I'll grow em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib, thats chronic
And I'm sellin 'em for 500 a pop god damn it
I sell anything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you it's wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook and
What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If rap was the block or spot, I'll be potent product
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Moussberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
Or in the jewler switchin chains
I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs
Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Play the curv and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner will tell you he ain't got shit on me
The feds watch me, Icey, they can't stop me
Racist, pointin at me look at the niggaracci
Hello!
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I'm tryin get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me
Black Chuckas, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle....
love this da beat
The pain of discipline or the pain of regret which one are you gonna choose its easy to quit.
✨2020???
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There will never be another CardanoMAdbuLL neVvvvver
Gratidão
Maze is the shit
leeoni24 tell em
(Like the fire needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there)
Yea, I need you,I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
you know, its real shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]
America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan
Got through the silver duck tape on my 38. handle
The women on my life bring confusion shit
SO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
Yo the empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman
I take that coke leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreamin
Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good life
The fiends just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want to find the thing thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
Send me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic
And I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn it
I sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock
What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butter
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
Racist, pointin at me look
No one had NY on lock like 50 not even Jay Z. Only person with a comparable run was Biggie.
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На столе были - поплыли осьминоги
Купил сок - оказался носок
И я одел его на бок
Из-за чего получил срок
О мой Бог, я как бугорок.
Нашел бачок, назвал качок,
Взорвал бачок, отстал тарчек,
Трах Хичкок, залез в мешок,
Там порошок, как хорошо......
Getting money mannnnm
@theccshow sent me here “what we doin”
50 cent eternamente
They thought this was a game but this is real life/ you never bring a knife to a gun fight/