younghustler from Chicago, IL

younghustler

Studio gangster from Chicago, IL

age: Unknown
member since: about 1 year ago
places: WESTSIDE CHI-TOWN

about younghustler...

G-UNIT LYRICS

“I’m So Hood”

[50 Cent]

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Little Tyrone tired of gettin’ his ass whipped so he holdin’ that gat down His momma think it’s my fault cause he listen to back down Bobby was a fucking bum he pumpin’ crack now He keeps her fresh chicks white T’s and fitted hats now Uncle Rock-a-whiner we wont put the yack down Eric had a jump shot but he’s smoking crack now The Lunatics the Lost Boys cheap shit is wack now Country boots shrowden crackers got him on his back now And Sean runnin’ round with his fucking gat now Up in niggaz cribs sayin’ where that money at pound And Saundra from BK I seen her out in Houston That bitch travel the world she runnin’ round boostin’ And Toya got these bad ass kids they a nusince Their baby daddy’s never come around they useless Everynow and then I come through on some new shit Pearly white six and some chrome deuce deuce.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I’m so hood, I can’t help it I’m so hood, I can’t help it Love me for being me Cause I can’t change it can’t rearrange it I am what I am. So love me for being me.

[50 Cent]

Now Im’a six man momma told me god don’t like ugly I fell scraped my face and thought god must don’t love me So Owen every morning before he sell dope Niggaz keep whoopin’ that ass cause he sell soap. Charlie be beggin’ all the time he stay broke Flip be down on 109 rollin’ up smoke Chamie he a thief catch a stunt in a stolen car He that nigga that you call when you crash and need new parts They say they love me because I rap now but they don’t like me I’ve been locked up 3 times and they ain’t write me Stevey a punk but fucker said he could get em in quick Pop shots at you he sure must suck a mean dick The blocks hot D’s jump out on us almost all the time They watch us from the building but niggaz still be on the grime Wade used to call the cops and tell them G had a nine And G put that gun down the seat and said “it wasn’t mine”

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— “I Run New York” (feat. Tony Yayo)

[chorus – 50 Cent] The walls have ears lil’ nigga, I run New York, Even when I ain’t there lil’ nigga, I run New York, I said the walls have ears lil’ nigga, I hear when you talk, Let’s get this shit clear lil’ nigga, I run New York

[verse 1 – 50 Cent] I wake up, stare at the ceilin’, I’m alive, what a beautiful feelin’, I put my vest on right after I put on my drawers, It’s a habit I’m always prepared for war, See my life’s like some shit, you seen in a flick, Bitches act like pornstars when they sit on a dick, When I was hit and out the game I said “one more flick”, Test my aim in the range I’m like “one more clip”, It’s my brain, I’m insane, I be on some shit, Man I run Interscope, Jada’s tryna annoy me, Nuthin’ but another disgruntled employee, He been in the game ten years and he still ain’t rich, Even his mama upset that he still ain’t shit, And he keep runnin his yap, like I’ma take all that, One more word out his mouth I’ll push Style’s shit back, See the nozzle on my tre pound is three inches long, And the trigger on the fo’ fo’s extremly strong, With a little tre douche is like pop, pop, Chase his ass up the block til his bitch ass drop, And the verses he be kickin’ none of ‘em hot, Cos he ain’t got none of that shit he says he got, And he ain’t did none of that shit he said he did, And I ain’t got time to be talkin ‘bout this shit, (fuckin’ faggot)

[chorus – 50 Cent] I guess it’s easy to see lil’ nigga, I run New York, Yeah I live in CT lil’ nigga, but I run New York, And I don’t go to parties lil’ nigga, but I run New York, And I stay gettin Cs lil’ nigga, cos I run New York (Yayo, tell ‘em I run New York)

[verse 2 – Tony Yayo] My gun is longer than yours, nigga, call your recouster, Locks made more money than them thin tiny suits