Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - I Ain`t Goin (A Hustler`s Theme)
Three 6 Mafia - I Ain`t Goin (A Hustler`s Theme) слова песни
[Hook]My pockets are swollen (swollen)My bankroll is foldin` (foldin`)Some niggas out there blowin`But baby I ain`t goin`[Verse 1]See I bought a black bonneville (keep pimpin`)I`m out here tryin` to make a mil (my nigga winnin`)A new crooked cell phone (you on)So junkies won`t call my home (man he gone)Some niggas that I can trust (we straight)Some killas that`ll fuck you up (we made)Let`s chop it up and let it stack (that`s the business)Then rent a house and sell some crack (yeah we in it)Let`s get the word all over town (you da man)These hatin niggas set you down (with the plan)Let`s bang some rocks and slang some oot (dem boys know)Whatever`s gonna make the loot (cause we can short `em)The shake down we always go (we be deep)Sometimes we have to throw dem `bows (I brought the heat)Some playas down to make some mean (what`s the word)A pimp gon` always pimp again (my niggas heard what`s goin` on)[Hook 2x][Verse 2]See I`m sippin` on some Bud Light (this shit is cold)I`m hustlin` tryin to get a bite (let`s make this load)My fishing rod is bending (we hit the jackpot)???? (it`s like a piece of art)But everytime I start to fish (I got a catch)Some police snitches gotta snitch (I got a match)Let`s call up the hidden man (with the AK)And let them boys` blood drain