Lyrics Hustler's Ambition - G Unit feat. M.O.P
Like
the
fire
needs
the
air
I
won't
burn
unless
you're
there
Yea,
I
need
you,
I
need
you
to
hate
So
I
can
use
you
for
your
energy
You
know,
this
real
shit,
feel
this!
America
got
a
thing
for
this
gangsta'
shit,
they
love
me
Black
Chuckas,
black
skullies,
leather
Pelle-Pelle
I
take
Spit
over
Raymo
shit,
I'm
a
vandal
Got
the
silver
duct
tape
on
my
tray
eight
handle
The
women
in
my
life
be
confusion
and
shit
So
like
Nino
when
New
Jack,
I
holla
(cancel
that
bitch)
Look
at
me,
this
is
the
life
I
chose
Niggaz
around
me
so
cold,
man
my
heart
dun
froze
I
built
an
empire
on
the
low
the
narc's
don't
know
I'm
the
weatherman
I
take
that
cocoa
leaf
and
make
that
snow
Sit
back,
watch
it
turn
to
dough,
watch
it
go
out
the
door
O
after
O,
you
know,
homie
I'm
just
triple
beam,
dreamin'
Niggaz
be
schemin',
I
fiend
to
live
a
good
life
The
fiends
are
just
fiendin
Conceal
my
weapon
nice
and
easy
so
you
can't
see
The
penitentiary
is
definitely
out
the
question
for
me
I
want
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
Nigga
you
get
in
my
way
while
I'm
tryin
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
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
Yea,
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
code
name,
they
called
me
chef
boy
r
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
'em
for
500
a
pop
god
damn
it
I
sell
anything
I'ma
hustler,
I
know
how
to
grind
Step
on
grapes
put
in
water
and
tell
you
it's
wine
If
you
analyze
me,
what
you'll
find
is
the
DNA
of
a
crook
and
What
goes
in
my
mind,
its
contagious
Hypnotic,
it
sounds
melodic
If
rap
was
the
block
or
spot,
I'll
be
potent
product
Now
get
a
load
of
me,
flashy,
far
from
low
key
And
you
can
locate
me
where
ever
that
dope
be,
gettin
money
man
I
want
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
Nigga
you
get
in
my
way
while
I'm
tryin
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
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
It's
a
hustler's
ambition,
close
your
eyes
listen,
see
my
vision
Moussberg
pumpin,
shotgun
dumpin'
the
drama
means
nothin
It's
part
of
the
game,
catch
me
in
the
coupe
switchin
lanes
Or
in
the
jewler
switchin
chains
I
upgrade
from
30
Bs
to
clean
Vs
Rocks
that
I
copped
proceeds
from
the
spot
I
got
the
energy
to
win,
I'm
full
of
adrenaline
Play
the
curv
and
get
nauseous,
watchin
the
spinner
spin
I'ma
plan
to
make
it,
a
prisoner
of
the
state
Now
I
can
invite
yo
ass
out
to
my
estate
Them
hollow
tips
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
will
tell
you
he
ain't
got
shit
on
me
The
feds
watch
me,
Icey,
they
can't
stop
me
Racist,
pointin
at
me
look
at
the
niggaracci
Hello!
I
want
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
Nigga
you
get
in
my
way
while
I'm
tryin
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
the
finer
things
in
my
life
So
I
hustle
(hustle)
1 Check Cleared
2 Kill a Nigga
3 Robery
4 Emotional
5 No More Games
6 Thuggin Till I'm Gone
7 Man Down
8 God Part
9 Dance
10 Hustler's Ambition
11 People Talkin
12 Ho's Ho's
13 Gon Pay Me
14 Yay Got That Fire
15 Seen Too Much
16 Be Dead!
17 G-Unit Radio Live In Belfast
18 Untitled
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