New Jack Hustler Ice-T

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[Verse 1]
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long
Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone
Got my block sewn, armored dope spots
Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop

Move like a king when I roll, hops
You try to flex, bang, another nigga drops
You gotta deal with this 'cause there's no way out
Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out

I got nothin to lose, much to gain
In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine
I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right
Pickin' my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight

So many hoes on my jock, think I'm a movie star
Nineteen, I got a $50,000 dollar car
Go to school, I ain't goin for it
Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet

'Cause I don't wanna hear that crap
Why? I'd rather be a New Jack Hustler

[Chorus]
Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler

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