《Bonafide Hustler》是Young Buck演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Straight Outta Cashville》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Bonafide Hustler
- 歌曲原唱：Young Buck
- 歌曲語言：其他
歌曲歌詞
Yeah, I'm A Special Kinda Ni**a With Mine's
I Grind, I Get's Paper, You Know What I Mean?
Hahaha
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
They Heaven's For The Church Go'ers, And Hell's For The Heathens
So I'm'a Just Ball The F**k Out, While I'm Breathin
8th After 8th, What You Know About That Fast Flip?
Crack Spots, Smokey Fiends, Suckin On That Glass Dick
Man Sham Stay Askin' For A Dime For Nine
I Tell You What, I Hook You Up, This One Last Time
Save Reciedo Some Food Stamps, We Stackin' It Off
Past That Joint, what's His Name Son? I don't Remember
The Haitian Ni**a With The Guitar That Sang "Gone In November"
I Do A Buck 40 In The Rain, Hydro Plainin'
Now We Can Get Diablo, Candy-Painted
Got That Hydro Burnin', Got The Burner In The Stash
If I Go In The Club Son, And Niggas Start Dumbin'
Start Shootin N' I Ain't Straped, F**k It, I'm Runnin'
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
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' Niggas With Dime Sack's In They Backpacks
You See The Police, But We Gon' Sell Our D**e Regardless
Niggas 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 Road, We Just Get It And Go
When You See Them Tennessee Tags Ni**a, You Already Know
I Don't Trust No Hoes, that's How 'T Got Pop'd
He Told The B**ch Where His Stash Was, He Told It To The Cops
Me And Preist Had The Streets On Lock
He'd Break Down The Blocks, I'd Open Up Shop, 'Round The Clock
We At It Again, We Gettin' It For 10, My Ni**a
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
Now I'm Headed Down South And That's My Word
I'm On A Greyhound, 'Bout To Move These Birds
And If These Niggas Don't Let Me Sling
I'm Out There Robbin' Everything
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 Exstacy
Hash, Ha-sheesh, I Bought A '62
When I Was Younger With My Crew
I Had Them Niggas Sniffin Glue
It's 40 Cinnagrams, To Them Trucka's And Bammer's
And I Can Chef Up A Miricle With Arm "amp; Hammer
I'm A Hustler, Man I Supply The Fiends
I'm A Hustler, Ni**a I'll Sell You A Dream
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Ni**a Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's F**k Ya'
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
