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lirik lagu hustler’s story – notorious b.i.g.

[intro: akon]

akon… and b-i-g…yeah

[verse one – the notorious big]
n-gg-z talkin it but aint living it.
cristyle pop i’m sippin it.mob hats and lizard sh-t.
gator chunks b-tch, rollin blunts with the w-llyist of the willie
hitch link cop, m1’s and 9-milli’s, stories like a motherf-cker.
model b-tch is wonderin if i’ma f-ck with her.
she knows i treat my b-tches like gavana, dolce and gabana drippin.
big poppa never slippin.
h-cl-ss diamond, shining, dinner with wifey whining, dining.
smokin cigars and bogatar with columbian n-gg-‘s named panama and enrique and sh-t.
games we play life ending.
b-tches bendin over with ease for a pair of moschino jeans and a
donna karan tank-top i got your bank stock, say whos on top?
benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion.
stashing keys, hiding g’s over seas, vcr is in my viens.
game elevates, money i make into stocks and real estate b-tch.
jet-skiing in the – caribean, white sand, discusing plans with my man,
dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims and a system that leave my rear views trembling.
whatchu gonna do when poppa catch ya att-tude, drop to your knees and show grat-tude. kiss my ring, it’s a frank white thing.
i stay potent, b-tches devoted take my d-ck and deep throat it.

[chorus – akon]
eternal sunshine, in this elevated world of mine.
lookin for this hour gl-ss of time.
tryna find my purpose on this grand design.
is there anybody out there living,
4, 5, 6’s on the streets they shootin.
is there any money out ther for me?
u just listen to this hustler’s story.

[verse two – big gee] (incomplete (gaps, incorrect words maby?)
picture me, a product of the zone three
scareless??, don’t know what iam supossed to be.
sh-t cause, money never came to me.
when sh-t ….., i suffered unshamelessly
the lord humble n-gg-‘s especially if they act like
they too big for they draws when they stacks right
think im bullsh-tting a buncha n-gg-s back like
right back home hungry they stacks gone they forget price
i kno a n-gg- sold his soul for a nickel rock
i kno some hoe’s for some dro u can hit the c-ck
i kno a n-gg- workin 9-5 been on it 15 years aint got a car to drive
i kno some n-gg-s wanna act hard flicks b-tch
fake jack boys can’t rob get killed
got kinfolk back yard big whips
that’s got to lift my home boys this year

[chorus – akon]

[verse three – akon] (incomplete (gaps, incorrect words maby?)
akon!
while big is sitting up with enrique
im on the coastline politicing with jose
we got the birds flying in the coupe all day,
trying to find a new way to smuggle in pure yay
we bout our business aint no small time thiefs.
if you aint growing the caine then we aint gonne meet.
see, iam the one to call when things get deep and my africans will put your main man to sleep.
now, in mexico far from the block, trying to figure out how many glocks to a box.
now, selling arms is what has rocks in my socks
if you can show me the money here’s the keys to the lock
now, “ey”, you know the streets is my territory,
aint scared of nothing i let you fear it for me.
ey, wether win, lose or draw. believe the death is waiting for all.

[chorus – akon] (small background variation)

[verse four – scarface] (incomplete (gaps, incorrect words maby?)
n-gg-‘s is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands.
make a break for it, get away from it.
that was the plan but, s… the whole time i’ve been plotting on this man, caught him slipping and sleeping, hit his -ss with the …..
here’s something that you can’t understand how one be so cold and sn-tch a n-gg- so ‘down’.
iam on some get back sh-t, there comes a time, in every mans mind when it’s deeper …
i been on the grind, got homies doing time.
behind n-gg-s acting like b-tches and b-tches drop dimes…

[chorus – akon]

verse four – scarface] (incomplete (gaps, incorrect words maby?)
n-gg-‘s is quick to chuck’n hot/hired hands.
make a break for it, get away from it.
that was the plan but, suck the whole time i’ve been plotting on this man, caught him slipping and sleeping, hit his -ss with the cap
here’s something that you can’t understand how one be so cold and sn-tch a n-gg- so d-mn.
iam on some get back sh-t, there comes a time, in every mans mind when it’s deeper than dolla signs
i been on the grind, got homies doing time.
behind n-gg-s acting like b-tches and b-tches drop dimes…

[chorus – akon]

- notorious b i g

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