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    50 cent - Hustlers ambition

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    Le Clip : Hustlers ambition

    (Like the fire needs the air)
    (I won't burn unless your there)

    Yea, I need you,I need you to hate
    So I can use you for your energy
    you know, its real shit, feel this!

    America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
    Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
    I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan
    Got through the silver duck tape on my trait old handle
    The women on my life bring confusion shit
    SO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
    Look at me, this is the life I chose
    Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
    I build an empire on the low the narc's don't know
    I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow
    Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
    O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreamin
    Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good life
    The fiends just fiendin
    Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
    The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

    Refrain :
    I want the finer things in my life
    So I hustle (hustle)
    Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get 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 to find the thing thats in my life
    So I hustle (hustle)

    Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
    Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip
    I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
    Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
    Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
    Send me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they need
    Them ain't chia 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 know how to grind
    Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
    If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock

    What goes in my mind, its contagious
    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 that dope be, gettin money man


    Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
    Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and 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 BS to clean VS
    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, watchin the spinner spin
    I make plans to make it, a prisoner of 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 make a protein shake
    I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
    Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
    The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
    Racist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchi