Best Hustla - Master p Written by:P. Miller/M. Robinson It's the return of a living legend mayne I done did it once And you ain't never seen nobody do it again huh You gotta love it cause it's real mayne This for everybody out there searchin' for somethin' Ain't nothin' wrong with makin' it out Stay focused get what you can get man and keep movin' Never look back How could a ni**a shoot enough callings of the clip and kill three One hit away I'm here for a reason this was meant to be Most niggas want titles and they rap for fame I'm the Ghetto Bill gangsta best hustling in the rap game Homies run they mouth in the hood like Jose Canseco 'Fore they steal raw cream that I keep up in my Saints coat I put the Cali on the map my ni**a And I'll never kiss radio or TV a** I'll go back to slangin' pillars And most niggas they'll bust under pressure Don't matter how much money you got police'll still sweat ya When you black and rich and you rollin' and you ballin' I got golds in my mouth and I'm reppin' New Orleans They say he young and he crazy and his brother doin' a bid I had changed my life I'm tryin' to be here for these kids But most niggaz'll still point the finger And take yo' kindness for weakness 'til a motherf**ker bang ya Call all hip hop dot coms the Source the Vibe XXL Murder Dog I'm not lookin' for stripes or stars my ni**a I gets paper y'know When I do a deal it's not a licensing deal it's me I gets my money cause I'm a hustler But anybody think they can get rid of me Man I ain't goin' nowhere 'til I'm done with this you feel me And then I'ma sic my son on y'all ya heard me Real niggas see through these fakers so it's time to expose 'em You can't come from the radio or suburb and Try to hold these streets down seen niggas get beat down Scarface and jake put this out on the map I got a piece now Made over fo' hundred million and change Still kept it real never disrespected the game And y'all niggas know how I love Atlanta But it's mo' to the south what about Florida and Alabama Mississippi Louisiana St. Louis country grammar Tennessee and Texas Billy Boys rollin' Phantoms Oklahoma Arkansas Carolina to Kentucky Dem Boyz got golds candy paint on buttons Even doe Lil Wayne and baby like to stunt They still stayed humble and cash money blew up Three 6 got a chance young buck kept it real Now we connected this thing from New Orleans to Cashville And most of these youngsters they forget where they came from If it wasn't labels like rap a lot there wouldn't be no no limit And then no limit opened the doors for the rest of south so It's like this whole 'bout it 'bout it thang man was like a movement But it was real because it ain't like battlin' on records man It's about livin' it's about survivin' it's about go and get paper ya feel me I stole my first car with a ni**a named Herb If I thank I seen the police I put it to the curb We was young and buckwild in the hood havin' fun A van drove by and my boy caught one My heart poundin' I was chasin' the past I seen Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean Seen so many crack babies get high and mothers give up Man I'm a no limit soldier I had to get up My boy Boz had a lil' change I had a lil' change F**k we put it together den we jumped up in the game Then Big Momma told me boy you gon' be a star But I never thought I'd make it from the hood and go so far My pops told me son you gotta watch them haters You could survive the game and bounce back but don't f**k with fakers Maaan I coulda been did this sh*t But I'm not on no industry sh*t my ni**a I had to find me I had to find who I wanted to be I did this sh*t ten years still here 75 million records ni**a I don't see no ni**a out there could top that or try But if you can my ni**a and you do then that's cool too But I'm not gon' never disrespect when another ni**a come up Or never forget where I came from my ni**a That's what this about this about teachin' mayne Savin' these kids you know I ain't battle rappin' I ain't sittin' around here tryin' to make a gimmick