Let the Hustlers Play

One more time I be runnin' and people try to shun it
The fact that I'm a hustler but imma still gun it
Know the strength and a goal to win
Getting better and stronger so you can jam longer
Making a impact cause you got the knack
The hustlers, now ready attack
To the B as the baker you might get a bun
But if you be as dead, you won't get none
So get on the floor yo it's time to dance
Stop frontin' because this is your last chance
So your still with the girl on the pill
But remember the Jimmy Hat before you get ill
The beats will blast through the speaker
And if your eager enough, I'll reach ya
Now people are saying I'm coming into my own
And I'll show, I can rock a microphone
Or rock a stage or even rock beats
Beats, jump nice for free
Listen to what I say okay, no interruption
Now let the hustlers play

I'm getting older, and getting better with time
Rhyme after rhyme, I'm getting mine
With gold on my neck, girl on my tip
Pockets stay fat cause the mic got grip
And I'm a hustler, who cares what nobody says
Know what I'm sayin', now do it our way
Cause if ya don't you better speed on before you get peed on
Cause when I'm pissed I don't miss
And that's the truth, I walk with a colon
I don't say it Imma straight up pimp
And if ya ever wanna try me, you better come right
I'm a real hustler, I put my hands up to fight
And I'm hanging on the ave, you see things
Learn from the old head acknowledge the street kings
Ice, I can't get enough, cause I'm a winner
And the suckers are fucked
I like to drive my car because no one knows who's inside
Because it got tinted windows
I'm on the prowl for the prey
Cops wanna stop me, hey
Let the hustlers play

I got my own style, and they call it fly
Waiting just for a special kind of guy
With the dough, tight and fat knot
Hotter than a stash with the hundreds on top
Keeping the supply, or what they call rhymes
I be killing MC's and never doing time
Cause I'm a hustler boy, I just got it
American Express, Visa's in the wallet
Get what I want, weather cash or card
It doesn't matter, cause I'm living large
Straight from the avenue, clockin' the revenue
Tighten the Beamer, bringing it too you
It's no game hustle brother
You gotta live it, or else you get smothered
I can tell you, because I know
18 years old and seen and got a lot too show
E-Baller is a hustler, JoJo is a hustler
Tap Money is a hustler, Steady B is a hustler
Now let the hustlers play

And you could feel all the tension building up to convention
As the hustlers began to arrive
Must've been 9,000 more that came through the door
The time was 11:55

Yo, now we gon' let you know who got all the hustlers
Philly! Got the hustlers
New York! Got the hustlers
L.A.! Got the hustlers
Miami! Got the hustlers
D.C.! Got the hustlers
Chicago! Got the hustlers
Detroit! Got all the hustlers
Atlanta!
Now let the hustlers play



Credits
Writer(s): George Clinton, Garry Shider, Bootsy Collins, Lawrence Goodman, Glone Mc, Walter Griggs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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