hustlers ambition

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  1. klibinde filminden bölümlerin bulunduğu parçadır. parçanın ilk bölümünü, nakaratını ve ikinci bölümünün bazı kısımlarını bacak kadar çocukken ezberlemişimdir. ayrıca klibinde atolyede spor yaptığı bölümler çok hoştur. insanda vücut geliştirme ve boks aşkı uyandırıveriyor.*
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  3. 50 cent in kendini aştığı şarkısıdır kanımca. Parçanın yazarlığını 50 Cent; yapımcılığını B-Para "B" $ üstlenmiştir. Parçada bir Frankie Beverly ve Maze parçası olan "I Need You"dan örnekler kullanılmıştır. Parçada bir Frankie Beverly ve Maze parçası olan "I Need You" Dan örnekler kullanılmıştır. bilboard da beklediği sıralamayı alamamış 65. sırada kalmıştır.
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  5. 50 cent in harika sarkilarindan biri daha.
    sozleri soyle:

    Light the fire that needs the air
    I won't burn unless you're there

    (Talking)
    Yeah, I need you, I need you to hate
    So I can use you for your energy, you know
    It's real shit
    Feel this

    [Verse 1]
    America got a thing for this gangsta shit, they love me
    Black CHUCKS, black skully, leather Pelle Pelle
    I tag spit over Ramo's shit, I'm a VANDLE
    Got the silver duct tape, on my tre 8 handle
    The women in my life, bring confusion and shit
    So like Nino an New Jack, I holla 'cancel that bitch'

    Look at me, this is the life I chose
    Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart done froze
    I build an empire on the low, the narc's don't know
    I'm the weatherman, i'll take that cocoa leaf, and make that snow
    Sit back, watch it turn to doe, watch it go out the door
    O after O, you know
    Homie i'm just triple beam, dreamin
    Niggaz be scheming, I fiend to live the good life
    The fiends are just fiendin',
    Conceal my weapon nice and neat, so you can't see
    The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

    [Chorus]
    I want the finer things thats in my life
    So I hustle (hustle)
    Nigga you get in my way while i'm tryin' to get mine
    And i'll bump you (bump 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)

    [Verse 2]
    I don't know shit about gymnastics, I summersault bricks
    Black talons start flyin', when a nigga flip
    I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
    Man my COKE days, USED TA CALL me chef boy are 50
    Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in they weed
    Shit, send me them seeds, i'll grow 'em what they need
    Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib, that's chronic
    And i'm sellin' them for 500 a pot god damit
    I sell anything, I'm a hustler, I know how to grind
    Step on grapes, put it in water, and tell you it's wine
    If you analyze me, what you would find
    Is the DNA of a crook, and what goes on in my mind
    It's contagious, hypnotic, it sounds melodic
    If rap was the block for a spot, i'd be that potent product
    Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
    man you can locate me, wherever that doe be
    Gettin' money man

    [Chorus]
    I want the finer things thats in my life
    So I hustle (hustle)
    Nigga you get in my way while i'm tryin' to get mine
    And i'll bump you (bump 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)

    [Verse 3]
    It's a hustler's ambition, close you eyes listen, see my vision
    Mossberg pumpin', shotgun dumpin', the drama means nothin'
    It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe, switchin' lanes
    Or in the jeweler switchin' chains
    I upgrade from 30 BS, to clean VS
    Rocks that I copped, from proceeds from the spot
    I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
    Play the curve and get nauseous, watchin' the spinners spin
    I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
    Now I can invite your ass out to my estate
    Them hollow tips bent me up, but i'm back in shape
    Pour crystale in a blender, make a protein shake
    I'm like the east coast number 1 playboy B
    Hugh Hef'll tell you he ain't got shit on me
    The fed's watch me, icy, they can't stop me
    Racist, pointin' at me, look at niggeratchi
    Hello!

    [Chorus]
    I want the finer things thats in my life
    So I hustle (hustle)
    Nigga you get in my way while i'm tryin' to get mine
    And i'll bump you (bump 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)
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