Tales of a Hustler Pt.2_Oschino-Beanie Sigel
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TXT Tales of a Hustler Pt.2_Oschino-Beanie Sigel 文本歌词
Tales of a Hustler Pt.2_Oschino - Beanie Sigel
Court casin' third felony facin'
No probation my heart racin' like a blunt lacin'
Hennessey and malt liquor chasin'
My gem star scarrin' niggaz faces
For a pound of trey eight and
I throw bullets like Dallas Troy Aikman
The callous on my index stay achin'
Niggaz stay hatin' got me late night pacin'
I'm tight boot lacin' mask on like I'm Jason
Shoot up sh*t like Larry Davis
You play the pulpit like Pastor Mason
Turn cheek like Martin Luther
I'm like Oswald sharp-shootin'
Got my eyes on my mark in the dark shootin'
Beam illuminate the target movin'
Get your organs ruined move out like SWAT move in
Got them niggaz on the back-block rootin'
For the bad guy playground legend like Sadait
P Kirkland my MP state workin' shootin' arm stay jerkin'
My Nextel stay chripin' can't answer 'cause the feds lurkin'
Its like we catchin' cancer on purpose
Back to back chain smoking nicotine feinin'
Conversation with demons when I'm dreamin' manic depressive
Like the man upstairs tryin' to pass me a lesson but I can't catch it
The game under break the pressure they miss my presence
We still not promised tomorrow takin' the bitter with the sweet
Up in these cold a** streets we got lifestyles through our scars
We ride hard til our numbers get called the lifestyle of a hustler
We still not promised tomorrow takin' the bitter with the sweet
Up in these cold a** streets we got lifestyles through our scars
We ride hard til our numbers get called the lifestyle of a hustler
I'm feelin' like deaths in the air
Got me back to back buckin' my squares
But I ain't bitchin' I ain't scared
I ain't budgin' in fact the thrill alone turns me on
Got me smiling laughin' clutchin'
My toast and confrontin' mother f**kers
Cockaroaches will not catch me laughin'
Skinny and slim fram y'all get it the same
Cool niggaz that'll spin out they waves
Grimey niggaz that'll spin to they graves
Justifyin' my foul ways I got kids to raise
But motherf**kers rather see me sprayed than to see me pair f**ker
Or see me on the front page like Sig
Or stay rolled DC with B Sig
You b**ch niggaz stay PC when y'all see me
Until the day that they fit me in the grave
And the city wreak of me we got the city under siege
S P or R O C
Poverty is a movie starrin' me
Ride with no play the passenger seat
So y'all can see how my life so real
So y'all can see how my life so ill
We still not promised tomorrow takin' the bitter with the sweet
Up in these cold a** streets we got lifestyles through our scars
We ride hard til our numbers get called the lifestyle of a hustler
We still not promised tomorrow takin' the bitter with the sweet
Up in these cold a** streets we got lifestyles through our scars
We ride hard til our numbers get called the lifestyle of a hustler
Tales of a hustler that's me in the flesh
Got a Jag and a Caddy sellin' dimes of the step
Niggaz wanna take my block I had to earn my respect
So I put his cerebellum on his grandma's steps
You know Oschino he'll probably kill
Got the soul of Huey Newton ni**a Bobby Seale
Ni**a prolly take the stand he'll prolly squeal
But I got four lawyers I ain't takin' the deal ni**a
We could strap without scrap or put the semi in it
Gun fully loaded like the Chrysler with the Henny in it
I keep it ghetto like a 40 with the Henny in it
Went to school broke loafers on no pennies in it
Stood the coldest winter with the bummest coat
Need food need shoes sold dummies of soap
Got tired of being broke man life was a b**ch
They bring you flowers when you head but no soup while you sick
So I switched my whole picture get involved with the bricks
Not the ones made of semen but the ones who sniffs
Tales of hustler niggaz come for your jugular
If you sell one bag to they mother f**kin' customers
State P we got the city on smash
Got every boulevard every street every ave
Got sneakers got clothes ni**a you do the math
Push to hustle but the point is just to stack that cash
Tales of a hustler
