50 Cent
Lyricist: 50CENT Composer: 50CENT
Light the fire that needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there
Yea, I need you,I need you to hate
So I can use it for your anger
you know, its very shit, feel this
America's got a thing for this gan
gsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leat
her Pelle-Pelle
I take spit over raymo shit, I'ma
fan
Got through the silver duck tape o
n my tre handle
The women on my life bring confusi
on shit
SO like Nino when we new jack, I'l
l have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I cho
se
Niggaz around me so cold, man my h
eart dun froze up
i built an empire on the low the n
arc's don't know I'm the weatherman
I take that coke leaf and make tha
t snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dough,
watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm jus
t triple beam, dreamin
Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to
live a good life
The fiends are just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so
you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out
the question for me
I want the finer thing in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while
I'm tryin to gett mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or
where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Yea, I don't know shit about gymna
stics I summersault bricks
Black chalice start flyin, when a
nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, nig
gaz can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me c
hef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like
C's in their weed shit
Send me to C's hot grown with they
need
Them ain't cheap pet plants in the
crib thats chronic
And I'm sellin them 500 a pop god
damn it
I sold everythin I'ma hustler, I k
now how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and te
ll you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll fin
d is the DNA recrock
What goes in my mind, its contagio
us
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider
, I'll be poke and butter
Now get a load of me, flashy, far
from low key
And you can locate me where ever t
hat dope be, be gettin money man
I want the finer thing in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while
I'm tryin to gett mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or
where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Its a hustler's ambition, close yo
ur eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin an
d drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in
the coupe switchin lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 B's to clean V's
Rocks that I copped procedes from
the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full
of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, w
atchin the spinner spin
I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner o
f the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my
estate
Them holi tip bent me up, but I'm
back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and ma
ke a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one
playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't g
ot shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't
stop me
Racist, pointin at me look at the
nigga ratchi
Hello!
I want the finer thing in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while
I'm tryin to gett mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or
where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)