Listen to Hustler's Ambition song with lyrics from 50 Cent

Hustler's Ambition

50 Cent7 Nov 2005

Hustler's Ambition Lyrics

Hustler's Ambition - 50 Cent

Like the fire needs the air

Yea

I won't burn unless you're there you're there

I need you

Oooh I need you

I need you to hate

 

So I can use you for your energy

Like the fire needs the air

I won't burn unless you're there you're there

You know it's real sh*t feel this

 

America got a thing for this gangster sh*t they love me

Black Chukkas black skully leather Pelle Pelle

I tag SPIT over Ramo's sh*t I'm a vandal

Got that silver duct tape on my trey-eight handle

The women in my life bring confusion and sh*t

So like Nino in New Jack I holla Cancel that b**ch

Look at me this is the life I chose

N**gas around me so cold man my heart done 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 d**e watch it go out the do'

O after O you know

Homie I'm just triple beam dreaming n**gas be scheming

I fiend to live the good life the fiends are just fiending

Conceal my weapon nice and neat 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

 

N**ga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

 

And I'll buck you buck you

 

I don't care who you run with or where you from

 

N**ga f**k you f**k you

 

I want the finer things in my life

 

So I hustle hustle

I don't know sh*t about gymnastics I somersault bricks

And black talons start flying when a n**ga flip

I cook crack in the microwave n**gas can't f**k with me

Man my co-d's call me Chef Boyar 50

Check my logic smokers don't like seeds in they w**d sh*t

Send me them seeds I'll grow them what they need

Them ain't Chia pet plants in the crib that's chronic

And I'm selling them for 500 a pop godd**n it

I sell anything I'm a hustler I know how to grind

Step on grapes put it in water and tell you it's wine

If you analyze me what you will find

Is the DNA of a crook and what goes on in my mind

Is contagious hypnotic it sounds melodic

If rap was the block or a spot I'd be that potent product

Now get a load of me flashy far from low key

And you can locate me wherever that d**e be

Getting money man

I want the finer things in my life

 

So I hustle hustle

 

N**ga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

And I'll buck you buck you

 

I don't care who you run with or where you from

 

N**ga f**k you f**k you

 

I want the finer things in my life

 

So I hustle hustle

It's the Hustler's Ambition close your eyes listen see my vision

Mossberg pumping shotgun dumping

The drama means nothing it's part of the game

Catch me in the coupe switching lanes or in the jeweler switching chains

I upgrade from dirty BS to clean VS

Rocks that I copped from proceeds from the spot

I got the energy to win I'm full of adrenaline

Play the curb and get nauseous watching the spinners spin

I made plans to make it a prisoner of the state

Now I can invite your a** out to my estate

Them hollow tips bent me up but I'm back in shape

Pour Cristal in the blender make a protein shake

I'm like the East coast number one playboy B

Hugh Hefner'll tell you he ain't got sh*t on me

The feds watch me icey they can't stop me

Racist pointing at me

Look at n**garaci hello

 

I want the finer things in my life

 

So I hustle hustle

 

N**ga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

And I'll buck you buck you

 

I don't care who you run with or where you from

 

N**ga f**k you f**k you

 

I want the finer things in my life

 

So I hustle hustle

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***