*** don't want noneI'm coming straight out of ChicagoY'all assI'm down with the whole damn gameY'all motherfuckers probably heard of meMurder oneI rose with banks and shout dog bitchWell this is smash 2000I'm coming straight out of New YorkLaying it down for the whole bayAnd my nigga airbags* around with my nigga blackYou know how I do sonWith the dealThere's some players in the houseAnd y'all handcuffing y'all hoesThe * you mean mugging me forYou got some stuff up your noseAnd you just can't get your face straightNigga waitI hear you in the backgroundBy the bar trying to play itSee he arrested him for hoes and batchesThat's why his car is full of bullet holesAnd key scratchesWhen it comes to mac and *Dog * we mastersGames for goddamn cold *We need to be teaching classesSmacking assesBlack fan on the operaIn the background popping yaYoung Frank getting some naturalCalling * like you're a copDelimiting hundreds from the opposingStarting line upYou bitching about gas on meHomeboy you better watchDon't get this rapping * twistedThinking that I won't fall offI done get you hauled offAnd it's all offI blew his balls offYeah they softI'ma leave his chestSticking like gangShouldn't have been *With short and bankLike an ex-boyfriendMediocre ass niggasGetting fired in the paintAirplay with the callThat motherfucking hateNow bend down on your kneesAnd pray to GodHe can't save yaCause right nowGot a party for at your doorI'm about to take yaUp hereIt's not a pillIf you don't have my heartI got youIt's not a gangstaIt mean bodies can't matchThis is the life I chooseWith the gameDon't have no rulesWe get oldAnd they ask meI'm a hustlerGang bang upI sayI'm gonna be a boyI set tracks on fireLike my name was LavaNew York CityBe that placeThat be known for dramaSmoking C'sLike a bag of scamaCause I'm a thug niggaGet you in your faceWith a motherfucking slugNigga now act yourselfShould I * with this matchIt's like suicideYou might as wellBlast yourselfAnd that's wordThe air tanksWhen it's time to go to warWith you niggasI'm coming throughWith hair, grenades, and tanksMaking you hollerLocking on niggasLike rock wallasI * with them OG'sIn the bayWho pop collarsIt's some east coastWest coast *So that's telling you dudesWe them catsYou don't wanna * withI'm trifledHad to grow up in the streetsBlazing riflesLeaving niggasHoly like the bibleAnd that's my wordI'm representingFor the 1-4-3PattersonvilleSouth BronxNiggas you heardUp hereIt's not a pillIf you don't have noAnd the gangsta's not a gangstaIf anybody's cash flowThis is the life I chooseWith a game don't have no rulesBut get on upAnd they ask meI'm a hustlerGang bang on pimpI sayI'm on a billboardPicture me grippingThe baddest bitch that you knowCause deep down on the low to meEvery bitch I hope to seeI was raised on the* up side of lifeYou can get your wings splitOver some moneyModest *See I beAll about the cheddarWhatever by all meansI love living fatPlus I got miles to feedBitch niggas stay in checkCause they know my repKnow how I stepKnow that I packAnd that I get businessDon't I spitTrue true gameOver a at-bank speedI be the quarterbackI be the receiverSideways leaving you hatersIn the dustYou get crossed up* with at-banksIt hotQuick to get rushedFrom the floor to the ceilingWe them type of niggasMake a killing for realWill it big bodyFive doubleLoadsKeepin' hoes on they toesSteady fuckin'Pole poseYeah, we be some streetPantsOG'sHustle till the casket dropSet up shopAnd sew up your blockAnd here's a little messageFor those that don't knowI'm on a fiveUp a MonaTo the yay hoA pillIs not a pillIf you don't have noAnd a gangsta's not a gangstaIf he ain't got his cash flowThis is the life I chooseWith a gay dogI don't have no rulesBut guessAnd they ask meI'm a hustlerGang bang upHip hop sayI wanna be a boyI'm a hustlerI'm a hustler