Hustlaz Story (Feat Biggie & S - Akon (阿肯) Niggaz talkin but aint livin it Cristyle pac I'm sippin it Mobb hats and lizard sh*t Gator talks b**ch Rollin blunts wit the wheelist of da wheelies Hitch link cop On 1s and nine millis Stories like a motherf**ker Model bitchs wonderin if I'ma f**k wit her She noe I treat my b**ches like gavana Dolce and gabana drippin Big poppa neva slippin H class diamonds shining Dinner with wifey whining dining Smokin cigars and bolbatar with columbian niggas named panama And engrigay and sh*t Games we play life envy B**ches bending over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans I got my carrot tank top I got your banked stopped Sofa's on top Benjamins under the rest of them Advancing from duplex 2 mansion Staching keys hiding g's ova seas vcr's in my beat Game on my money I make into stocks and real estate b**ch Jet skiing in the Carribean White sand discusing plans with my man Dark blue land smoke tint crome rims And a system that leave my rear views trembling Whatchu gone do wen poppa catch your attitude Drop 2 your knees and show gratitude Kiss my ring it's a frank white thing I stay potent B**ches devoted take my dick and deep throat it Eternal sunshine In this elevated world of mine Lookin for this hour glass of time Tryna find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4 5 6's on the streets they shootin Is there any money out ther for me U just listen 2 this hustler's story Picture me a product of his own doing Scared lost don't know what I'm suppose to be Sh*t cost money never came to me When sh*t short I suffered unshamedly The lord humble niggaz 'specially if they act like They too big for they draw when they stacks right Think I'm bullshittin A bunch of niggaz back like Right back home with stacks gone they forgot Christ I know a ni**a sold his soul for a nickel rock I know some hold for the 'dro we can't hit the cock I know a ni**a workin 9-5 Been on 15 years ain't got a car to drive I know some ni**a wanna act hard flicks pitch Fake jack boys can't rob get killed Got kin folk backyard big whips Escart that lift my homeboy this year Eternal sunshine In this elevated world of mine Lookin for this hour glass of time Tryna find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4 5 6's on the streets they shootin Is there any money out ther for me U just listen 2 this hustler's story Akon While B I G sittin up with Enrique I'm on the coastline politican wit Jose We got the birds flyin in the coupe all day Tryin to find a new way to smugglin pure yay' We bout our business ain't know small time thieves If you ain't growin the 'caine then we ain't gon' meet See I'm the one when things get biig And my Africans will put yo' main man to sleep now And Mexico far from the block Tryin to figure out how many glocks to a box now Sellin arms as well as rocks in my socks If you could show me the money Here's the keys to the lock now Ey you know the streets is my territory Ain't scared of nothin let you fear it for me Ey whether win lose or draw Believe that death is waitin for all Eternal sunshine In this elevated world of mine Lookin for this hour glass of time Tryna find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4 5 6's on the streets they shootin Is there any money out ther for me U just listen 2 this hustler's story Niggaz is quick to chop rocks and hide hands Make a break for it get away for it that was the plan (but) So the whole time I been plottin on his man Caught him slippin and sleepin I hit his a** wit the can and Here's somethin that you can't understand How can one be so cold and snatch a ni**a's soul (Damn) I'm on some get back sh*t there comes a time In every man's mind when it's deeper than dollar signs I been on the grind got homies doin time Behind niggaz actin like b**ches and b**ches droppin dimes I'm duckin indicters p**sy just wet and wise Niggaz just ain't tellin no they know we let it slide But nah we gotta ride and we gotta die So if you catch up to his a** before I catch him