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lirik lagu bonafide hustler ft. 50 cent & tony yayo – young buck

yeah, i’m a special kinda n-gg- with mine’s y’know
i grind i gets my paper, you know what i mean?
ha, ha, ha

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine i’m a bonafide hustler

they say heaven’s for church go’ers and h-ll’s for the heathens
so im’a just ball the f-ck out while i’m breathin’
8th after 8th, what you know about that fast flip?
crack spots smokey fiends suckin’ on that gl-ss d-ck

man sham stay askin’ for a dime for nine
i tell you what, i hook you up this one last time
custody’s comin’ son is pumpin’ watch the packs dissolve
save reciedo some food stamps we stackin’ it off

p-ss that joint what’s his name son? i don’t remember
the haitian n-gg- with the guitar that sang, “gone in november”
i do a buck 40 in the rain hydro plainin’
now we can get a diablo candy-painted

got that hydro burnin’ got the burner in the stash
hit the hazards h-t the a.c. then it come out the dash
if i go in the club son and n-gg-s start dumbin’
start shootin’ an’ i ain’t strapped, f-ck it i’m runnin’

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine, i’m a bonafide hustler

i been out here for too long i deserve to get a bird
the fiend’s know my name now from standin’ on this curb
i got blood on my shirt and a hand full of crack
a bunch of lil’ n-gg-s with dime sack’s in they backpacks

come and get it, we got it, take a trip to the projects
you see the police, but we gon’ sell our dope regardless
n-gg-s know me from fillin’ up ya heroine needles
i’m connected with them people who don’t speak no english

we ain’t scared of the row we just get it and go
when you see them tennessee tags n-gg- you already know
i don’t trust no hoes that’s how t got popped
he showed the b-tch where his stash was she told it to the cops

me and priest had the streets on lock
he’d break down the blocks i’d open up shop around the clock
and i ain’t gon’ stop so soon as you come home from the pen
we at it again we gettin’ it for 10 my n-gg-

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine

you know i’ma hustler yeah
now i’m headed down south and that’s my word
i’m on a greyhound ’bout to move these birds
and if these n-gg-s don’t let me sling, i’m out there robbin’ everythin’

got a brand new mack, and a p-89
yeah he’s a hustler man i stay on the grind
9 grams of heroine 100 grams of coke
12 o’s of mushrooms 2 pounds of smoke

3 gal’s of dust juice and a tank of l.s.d.
and a 1000 pills of every kind of extacy
hash, ha-sheesh, i bought a ’62
when i was younger with my crew i had them n-gg-s sniffin’ glue

it’s 40 cinnagrams to them trucker’s and bammer’s
and i can chef up a miracle with arm and hamme
i’m a hustler, man i supply the fiends
i’m a hustler, n-gg- i’ll sell you a dream

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine

i’m a bonafide hustler, n-gg- get outta line i’ll cut ya’
me, i’m ’bout my paper, it’s f-ck ya’
if you, play games with mine i’ll come at you from behind
with my nine, i’m a bonafide hustler

- young buck

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