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Текст песни Master P - Best Hustler

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[Intro]It`s the return of a living legend mayne; I done did it onceAnd you ain`t never seen nobody do it again huh?You gotta love it, cause it`s real mayneThis for everybody out there searchin for somethinAin`t nothin wrong with makin it outStay focused, get what you can get man and keep movinNever look back[Master P]How could a nigga shoot enough callings of the clip and kill threeOne hit away I`m here for a reason this was meant to beMost niggaz want titles and they, rap for fameI`m the Ghetto Bill gangsta, best hustling in the rap gameHomies run they mouth in the hood like Jose Canseco`fore they steal raw cream that I keep up in my Saints coatI put the Cali on the map my niggaAnd I`ll never kiss radio or TV ass, I`ll go back to slangin pillarsAnd most niggaz they`ll bust under pressureDon`t matter how much money you got, police`ll still sweat yaWhen you black and rich and you rollin and you ballinI got golds in my mouth and I`m reppin New OrleansThey say he, young and he crazy and his brother doin a bidI had changed my life, I`m tryin to be here for these kidsBut, most niggaz`ll still point the fingerAnd take yo` kindness for weakness `til a motherfucker bang ya[Interlude]Call all hip hop dot coms, The Source, the Vibe, XXL, Murder DogI`m not lookin for stripes or stars my nigga, I gets paper, y`know?When I do a deal it`s not a licensing deal, IT`S MEI gets my money! Cause I`m a hustlerBut anybody think they can get rid of meMan 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?[Master P]Real niggaz see through these fakers so it`s time to expose `emYou can`t come from the radio or suburb andtry to hold these streets down, seen niggaz get beat downScarface and Jake, put this out on the map, I got a piece nowMade over fo` hundred million and changeStill kept it real, never disrespected the gameAnd y`all niggaz know how I, love AtlantaBut it`s mo` to the South what about Florida and AlabamaMississippi, Louisiana, St. Louis - "Country Grammar"Tennessee and Texas, Billy Boys rollin PhantomsOklahoma, Arkansas, Carolina to KentuckyDem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttonsEven doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stuntThey still stayed humble and Cash Money blew upThree 6 got a chance, Young Buck kept it realNow we connected this thing from New Orleans to Ca$hville[Interlude]And most of these youngsters, they forget where they came fromIf it wasn`t, labels like Rap-A-Lot, there wouldn`t be no, No LimitAnd then No Limit opened the doors for the rest of South soIt`s like, this whole "Bout it Bout It" thang man was like a movementBut it was real because it ain`t like battlin on records manIt`s about livin it`s about survivin it`s about go and get paper ya feel me?[Master P]I stole my first car, with a nigga named HerbIf I thank I seen the police I put it to the curbWe was, young and buckwild in the hood havin funA van drove by and my boy caught oneMy heart poundin, I was chasin the pastI seen Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brassI`m so glad Josie decide not to have that abortionand put me in a can or even take me to the oceanSeen so many crack babies get high and mothers give upMan I`m a No Limit Soldier, I had to get upMy boy Boz had a lil` change, I had a lil` changeFuck we put it together den we jumped up in the gameThen Big Momma told me boy you gon` be a starBut I never thought I`d make it from the hood and go so farMy pops told me son you gotta watch them hatersYou could survive the game and bounce back but don`t fuck with fakers[Outro]Maaan, I coulda been did this shit but I`m not on no industry shit my niggaI had to find me, I had to find who I wanted to beI did this shit ten years still here, 75 million records niggaI don`t see no nigga out there could top that or tryBut if you can my nigga and you do then that`s cool tooBut I`m not gon` never disrespect when another nigga come upOr never forget where I came from my niggaThat`s what this about, this about teachin mayneSavin these kids, you knowI ain`t battle rappin, I ain`t sittin around here tryin to make a gimmickThis me man I ain`t tryin to be the best rapperI`m tryin to be the best hustler, ever came to the rap game, you feel me?That`s my title my nigga if you gotta give me one, I`m `bout gettin paperI just throw it up to my boy Myke Diesel for hookin me up with this dope mayneWe out this bitch mayne, or should I say we back in this motherfuckerYou feel me?

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