Текст песни JT the Bigga Figga - Nuttin But a Hustla
JT the Bigga Figga - Nuttin But a Hustla слова песни
Thinking about the things that I used to doBack in the days fuckin around with the crew87, 88, 89Stealing cars snatching purses sometimes a grindI found a way to get mineWhen shit got thick best believe I bought a nineI carried my bitch everywhere I wentTryin to get rich cause time was spentMaking those money moves making those money movesMaking those money moves a nigga can`t loseI wanted to come sickA drop-top Firebird with a 92` kitCandy paint with the gold trimLeather interior with the rimsIt was hard to stopBitches on my jock but money over cockBut it didn`t work that wayGot trapped by the system a nigga had to payAnd go do a little timeHad a lot on my mind so I started to rhymeNow it`s 92` back on the scene againBut this time strapped with a pad and penCame to spit this gift I gotPoppin that shit cause it`s got to be poppedAll you sucka MCs must learnHooked up with my boy named HermGot rushed to the studioThree months later getting seen on the videoThen you talkin bout JT, when`s your next showCan I go, can I go?I don`t think so broCause you tried to play meSo take it for what it`s worthPuffn on dank while I`m dippin through the turfMackin on your hoYeah I got game cause she paid for the indoCall me a gaffler call me a suckaThe nigga JT ain`t nothin but a hustlaAin`t nothin but a hustla (2X)Fool, ain`t nothin but a hustlaAn A-1 hustlaCan I get a fade cause I`m passin more licksBack to back eleven seven straight hitsPass the blunt and brew yeah I thought you knewThat I`d tear the fold before I come anewI guess he had a feeling and he knew I was gonna break himCause now he`s getting paid telling me how to shake emAnd get em off the wallI`d be a damn fool to listen and let you callCause I`m a do my thangGet the money and the watch And the mothafuckin gold chainCause I`m a play for keepsIf a nigga try to play me I`m a put his ass to sleepNighty night foolJT the Bigga Figga coming from the new schoolWhen I say the new school you know I mean playasGangstas, hustlas, straight rhyme sayersYoung niggas about 18Coming up hard stackin greenMackin on hoes gettin new clothesGoin to the store buying Daytons and VoguesFresh out the boxAll that shit without slangin them rocksYeah nigga nothing but a hustlaYou just a busta your crew is straight suckasI got niggas that`s ready to rollThe Young Black Gangstas and the Outta ControlYou can`t peel me man do you feel me?Your girl, she wanna steal meAnd take me to a room and get it onBut when she go to sleep that`s when I`m goneGoing through her purse like a roadrunnerAnd get your cashCause you ain`t nothin but a play-a-hoNow you wanna fight better yet a Captain Save a HoSo put on your cape and find your glovesCause a playa like me is showin no loveYou can get mad you punk little bustaThe Bigga Figga boy ain`t nothin but a hustla(chorus)Definition of a hustlaI ain`t got time to be fuckin with you suckasNiggas getting jealous and shitBut I`m a keep coming with them hitsTryin to get away from the grindCause that`s gonna lead to more timeSo I chose to go down the right roadIt`ll be better is what I was toldAs a young buck coming upDidn`t have shit so I didn`t give a fuckFound my way to the street cornerFifty percent dope, fifty percent sodaBut now it`s a dope beat with a dope rhymeCause a nine will get ya timeIn C.Y.A. or the state penWhere it`s all the same cause it`s straight menWith no type of hoes and no moneyFuck cell commissary cause it ain`t funnyI`d rather get a royalty checkThen on the corner tryin to break my neckFor a punk ass twenty saleFucking with this I`m gonna triple my mailThis song here`s going out to the bustaThe Bigga Figga nigga ain`t nothin but a hustla(chorus)Get my money on