LETRA DE LA CANCION YOUNG BUCK - BONAFIDE HUSTLER (STRAIGHT OUTTA CASHVILLE)

[50 Cent]
Yeah, I\'m a special kind of nigga with mines, y\'know?
I grind, I gets my paper, y\'knahmean?
Ha ha ha, oh yeah

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I\'m a bonafide hustler
Nigga get out of line I\'ll gut, ya
Me - I\'m bout my paper it\'s fuck, ya
If you, play games with mine
I can match it from behind with my nine

[50] I\'m a bonafide hustler

[Verse One: 50 Cent]
They say heaven\'s for churchgoers and hell\'s for the heathens So I\'ma just ball the fuck out while I\'m breathin Eighth after eighth, what\'chu know about that fast flip? Crack spots, smoky fiends suckin on that glass dick Now Sham stay askin for a dime for 9 I\'ll tell you what, I\'ll hook you up just one last time Customs is comin son is pumpin watch the packs dissolve Singles, C-notes to food stamps, we stackin it all That\'s that joint what\'s his name son? I don\'t remember That Haitian nigga with the guitar that sing \"Gone \'Til November\" I do a buck-forty in the rain, hydroplanin Lamborghini Diablo, candy painted Got that hydro burnin, got the burner in the stash Hit the hazards, hit the AC, then it come out the dash If fag-o in the club sonnin, niggaz start dumbin Start shootin and I ain\'t strapped, fuck it I\'m runnin

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50] I\'m a bonafide hustler

[Verse Two: Young Buck]
I been out here for too long, I deserve to get a bird
The fiends know my name now from standin on this curb
I got blood on my shirt, and a handful of crack
A bunch of lil\' niggaz with dime sacks 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
You niggaz know me, from fillin up your heron needles
I\'m connected with them people who don\'t speak no english
We ain\'t scared of the roll, we just get it and go
You see them Tennessee tags nigga you already know
I don\'t trust no ho, that\'s how T got popped
He showed a bitch 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 \'em for ten my nigga

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50] I\'m a bonafide hustler

[Verse Three: Tony Yayo]
You know I\'m a hustler ey
Now I\'m headed down South and that\'s my word
I\'m on the Greyhound bout to move these birds
And if these niggaz don\'t let me sling
{*click clack*} I\'m out there robbin everything
Got a brand new mac, and a P-89
Ya\'s a hustler, man I stay on the grind
9 grams of heroin, 100 grams of coke
12 o\'s of mushrooms, 2 pounds of smoke
3 gal\'s of dust juice and a tank of LSD
And a thousand pills of every kind of ecstasy
Hash, hashish, I bought a sixty-two
When I was younger with my crew I had them niggaz sniffin glue It\'s 40\'s to the gram to them truckers and bamas And I can chef up a miracle with Arm & Hammer I\'m a hustler, man I supply the fiends I\'m a hustler, nigga I\'ll sell you a dream

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50] I\'m a bonafide hustler

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