hats [Chorus: Mayfield falsetto (Pimp C)] I'm a hustler baby, and I gots to have it I'm a hustler baby, and I gots to grab it, ahhh (I'm whippin in the
Vertaling: PIMP C. Ik ben een Hustler.
I'm in I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a frenzy
And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man I'm finna go for it, man I gotta
ugly face cold spoiled his erection I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer An' yes, I'm a pimp an' a player an' a hustler An' kinda a mack an' a poet, impressive I
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
' Norman Bates I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supreme I'm livin' out the hustler dream I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with the rag
, Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hay I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
toy Is it the pimp, the crook, the hustling thing The man, the music that making a king I'm simply building my Ming A million men marchin' like condom [unverified] I'm
right I could make you a celebrity overnight Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name Girl I'm Twista, I
get it right back I trap by day boy, rap by night, C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight [Hook] [T-Mo Goodie] I'm pimp tight, give a fuck
I bring it, sing it loud I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack"
me show you how I go wild Now you playin' with a fully grown man With a fully blown plan, with a fully loaded clip I'ma go up in your shit I don't play
All I ever wanted to do in my life was be a hustler Some don't get it, but feel me when I spit it It's all about the dollar [ verse 2: o.c. the sinister
a nigga to die, I'm a gangsta No mo' petty rock hustlin', I'm in for the run And I'm fo'sho I'm gone' be murdered for this shit that I done But I'm
peak, go on and let a nigga poke give me some assistance as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause
that I ain't give a fuck how I got it It was real as that So if I had to peel a cat Somebody was dead then Since I'm a killer That's the condition my
