Lirik Lagu Hustlers Ambition - 50 Cent
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
(Like the fire needs the air)(I won't burn unless your there)
Yea, I need you,I need you to hateSo I can use you for your energyyou know, its real shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love meBlack Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-PelleI take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fanGot through the silver duck tape on my trait old handleThe women on my life bring confusion shitSO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitchLook at me, this is the life I choseNiggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze upYo the empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weathermanI take that coke leaf and make that snowSit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the doorO after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreaminNiggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good lifeThe fiends just fiendinConceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't seeThe penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]I want the find the thing in my lifeSo I hustle (hustle)Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mineAnd I'll buck you (buck you)I don't care who you run with, or where you fromNigga fuck you (fuck you)I want to find the thing thats in my lifeSo I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricksBlack talents start flyin, when a nigga flipI cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with meMan my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shitSend me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they needThem ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronicAnd I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn itI sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grindStep on grapes put in water and tell you its wineIf you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock
What goes in my mind, its contagiousHypnotic, it sounds melodicIf the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butterNow get a load of me, flashy, far from low keyAnd you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my visionMossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothinIt's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanesIn the jewels with your chainsI upgrade from 30 BS to clean VSRocks that I copped procedes from the spotI got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenalinePlayed it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spinI make plans to make it, a prisoner of the stateNow I can invite yo ass out to my estateThem holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shapePour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shakeI'm like the East coast number one playboy BHugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on meThe feds watch me, icey they can't stop meRacist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchiHello!
[Chorus]
Yea, I need you,I need you to hateSo I can use you for your energyyou know, its real shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love meBlack Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-PelleI take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fanGot through the silver duck tape on my trait old handleThe women on my life bring confusion shitSO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitchLook at me, this is the life I choseNiggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze upYo the empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weathermanI take that coke leaf and make that snowSit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the doorO after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreaminNiggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good lifeThe fiends just fiendinConceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't seeThe penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]I want the find the thing in my lifeSo I hustle (hustle)Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mineAnd I'll buck you (buck you)I don't care who you run with, or where you fromNigga fuck you (fuck you)I want to find the thing thats in my lifeSo I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricksBlack talents start flyin, when a nigga flipI cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with meMan my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shitSend me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they needThem ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronicAnd I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn itI sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grindStep on grapes put in water and tell you its wineIf you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock
What goes in my mind, its contagiousHypnotic, it sounds melodicIf the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butterNow get a load of me, flashy, far from low keyAnd you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my visionMossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothinIt's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanesIn the jewels with your chainsI upgrade from 30 BS to clean VSRocks that I copped procedes from the spotI got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenalinePlayed it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spinI make plans to make it, a prisoner of the stateNow I can invite yo ass out to my estateThem holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shapePour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shakeI'm like the East coast number one playboy BHugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on meThe feds watch me, icey they can't stop meRacist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchiHello!
[Chorus]
