Hustlin'
Fat Joe (feat. Armaggedon)
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Yo the mind of a hustler be trained to count money and lines
Supplyin customers and keepin fiends suspended in time
Poppin other thugs tryin to stop his cream with they dimes
Up in all the clubs at times they don't need to wear shines
They got that energy, confident and always aware
Who's watchin them bitches on top of them, they don't just be near
Probably spot papi and them, they robbed last year
And just nod and stare and show no fear
Cause nine times out of ten these
Bitch connects be scared to shoot you
They too hot so catchin a body's too crucial
If you a hustler I know you relate
Whether you're home based or go out of state, this shit is real
And you better recognize when you see 'em, these niggas kill
A whole 'nother drug dealer keep 'em with steel
Some be creepin some is free on the deal, with the F-E-D
Some of them sleep in six feet cause they squeal
Fuckin with hustlers!
[Hook: Fat Joe (Apathy)
You see us in the clubs, everybody wanna be us
Pop eaters and flip drugs (we them hustlers!)
A little thug's role model with a snub full of hollows
Tryin to earn a little power (he a hustler!)
Some of us locked for eternity
Was shot down and murdered in beef or turned in for police (hustlers!)
Yeah you know what the squad's done
You know what we evolved from, you know what our hearts pump
Hustlin
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Seems like the style now is rap and
How you push packs in large amounts
And never spent a day in your life movin them cracks about
That's not what crack's about, I cooked it, cut it and lift it
From Brooklyn to one-sixty fifth I took bricks and flipped shit
Clips I sent 'em even whips at women for runnin they lips
And gettin me in the middle of shit with other niggas
And real dealers don't be yappin on the phone
What you think father born don't be catchin them co's?
C'mon y'all know make a slip speakin to Joe
There go the dial tone, click! Now you steamin with holes
Y'all motherfuckers couldn't fathom what's about to go down
Like a year from now, when the bears get out
From a ten year stretch down to air shit out
Make you a man, show your heart when I tear it out
They say hustlin is the key to success and on that note
I can feed you niggas for less, I got mad coke
Fuckin with hustlers!
Yeah, this for all my hustlin niggas
All my nickel and dime niggas
All my niggas flippin bricks out there, yeah
All my niggas in them Colombian rubber suits
In the pourin rain, tryin to get your shit on
Smokin the C.I. in the rain y'know? Cup of noodles in your hand
It's your nigga Joey Cook Coke, and I'm a hustler!