SunNY - Soul Of A Hustler

i'm on tha corner with a remi 4
crack flowin in dimes
goons patiently waitin
they cuts to crack nines
playin em like curtains when it's que
it's showtime action takin ur shine
u shook with a look like
nigga whats on ur mind
no questions all he know now
what's urs is mine
that 44 blast could make a nigga go blind
the next flash u meet the maker of all kind
his humble drove him dead he thinks its all fine
show us more choices put ur ear to the streets
and hear the devilish voices tellin u how to eat
drivin u insane forcin u in the lane
when its nothin to lose its all to gain
and ur family ties got u growin pains
just when its all good its fuck it here we go again
black out in the bucket tuckin on the ratches
goin out like crispus atticus screamin fuck it
ready to make a move cock back and buck it
see him slippin know he trippin hear him bitchin
and his mind u should see the way that he livin
things he vision crazy on the moves he sought out
he told us man you gotta walk my route
his man no longer poured jukes on him
cuz hes so shook on him he might go crook on him
u should see the ill type of look on him
and the type of hatings he think god took from him
like his pops and his moms sold the crack
like im hustlin now when i cant look back
you see that lex right there i should jack that
dam that mac i'd love to pack that
in middle school they thought i was a sucker
copped that nine freshman year high school i'm tougher
under the leather ready to move doin whatever
closer on dale with that yay to sale
told my man if i get locked you better get me out on bail
turn ur life in livin hell
he looked at me like dam you lost it
yup u got dam right bam i tossed it
all the marbles all the techs outa the cars
told my man go soft or go hard
make that move cook that coke hard like lard
move that pork upstate new york
did it and done it locked down blocks demanded to run it
i told u dudes my names sun and i'm here to sun it (woo)

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