笨小笨New Jack Hustler歌词由ICE-T演唱，出自专辑《Rap Story (1980-2000)》，下面是《New Jack Hustler》完整版歌词！
New Jack Hustler歌词完整版
New Jack Hustler(Nino's Theme) (LP版) - Ice T
Hustler word I pull the trigger long
Grit my teeth spray till every ni**a's gone
Got my block sewn armored d**e spots
Last thing I sweat's suc-suc-sucka punk cop
Move like a king when I roll hops
You try to flex bang another ni**a 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 muthaf**kin' right
Taking my grip check my b**ch
Keep my game tight
So many hos on my jock
Think I'm a movie star
Nineteen
I got a fifty thousand dollar car
Go to school
I ain't goin' for it
Kiss my a** bust the cap on the Moet
'Cause I don't wanna hear that crap
Why I'd rather be a New Jack Hustler
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Yo man you know what I'm sayin'
You got it goin' on my man
I like how it's goin' down
You got the fly cars the girls the jewels
Look at that ring right there
I know it's real it's gotta be real
Man you the flyest ni**a I seen in my life
Yo man I just wanna roll with you man
How can I be down
What's up You say you wanna be down
Ease back or muthaf**ka get beat down
Out my face fool I'm the illest
Bulletproof I die harder than Bruce Willis
Got my crew in effect I bought 'em new Jags
So much cash gotta keep it in Hefty bags
All I think about is keys and Gs
Imagine that me workin' at Mickey D's
That's a joke 'cause I'm never gonna be broke
When I die there'll be bullets and gun smoke
Ya don't like my lifestyle F**k you
I'm rollin' with the New Jack crew and I'm a hustler
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Here I come so you better break North
As I stride my gold chains glide back and forth
I care nothing 'bout you and that's evident
All I love's my d**e and dead presidents
Sound crazy Well it isn't
The ends justifies the means that's the system
I learned that in school then I dropped out
Hit the streets checked a grip and now I got clout
I had nothing and I wanted it
You had everything and you flaunted it
Turned the needy into the greedy
With coc*ine my success came speedy
Got me twisted jammed into a paradox
Every Dollar I get another brother drops
Maybe that's the plan and I don't understand
God damn you got me sinkin' in quicksand
But since I don't know and I ain't never learned
I gotta get paid
I got money to earn
With my posse out on the ave
Bump my sounds crack a forty and laugh
Cool out and watch my new Benz gleam
Is this a nightmare
Or the American dream
So think twice if you're coming down my block
You wanna journey through hell
Well sh*t gets hot
Pregnant teens children's screams
Life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam
You don't come here much and ya better not
Wrong move
(Bang)
Ambulance cot
I gotta get more money than you got
So what if some muthaf**ka gets shot
That's how the game is played
Another brother slayed
The wound is deep
But they're givin' us a band-aid
My education's low but I got long dough
Raised like a pit bull
My heart pumps nitro
Sleep on silk lie like a politician
My Uzi's my best friend cold as a mortician
Lock me up it's genocidal catastrophe
There'll be another one after me a hustler
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