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Текст (слова) песни: Haystak - Hustle & Flow

( Intro )
*Dice rolls*
On the first roll 7 or 11 is a winner
Either other time 11 is irrelevant
And 7 is craps, after you`ve established a point
A point being 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, or 10
2`s, 3`s, and 12`s is only relevant on your first roll and they craps
The money gone, but the dice stay
Just cuz I taught you the game don`t mean you know how to play
And it damn sure don`t make you...

( Chorus )
I`m a huslta baby, I take chances everyday
I`m a gambler baby, how can I win if I don`t play
I`m a hustla baby, you either hustlin them or they hustlin you
I`m a gambler baby, I`m gon do what the old heads taught me

( Verse 1 )
Five Hundred on the line and I`m looking for a 10
But I know exactly know how to find a bitch again
I buck`em off the table, a 4 and a 6
Money up, money down, who gonna fade me tricks
Came a 6, and what I left with, hush it
It`s a secret; hustlas don`t discuss it
Brush the dust off my britches when the dice game finished
Sometimes you gotta lose, man that just the business
I done left the rent to the dice game, the water and lights
My old lady bout to hoop and call it a night
My last two hundred, and I`m bout to let it ride
Let`em roll, came out a 4 and 5
My points 9, I`m working, 8, 10, I`m searchin
Well here goes a 4 and a 5
Well a 6 and a 3 but either way it`s a 9

( Chorus )

( Verse 2 )
The sink in a drought and I`m tryin to survive
Cable off, TV only picks up five
White sneakers, damn near look off-white
And I`m still using heavy starches, them shit is alright
My whole life I`d have trouble stayin focused
But I never gave up and never stopped copin
Pits in the yard, a bucket in the driveway
I`m gonna turn that bitch into a new truck one day
Someday, cuz I`m gonna get out here and work until
I get a mil, fuck the lotto and a record deal
It`s real, when you don`t even know when your gonna get your next meal
Even though when you straight, you still feel like you on them X pills
Can`t sit still, you pace back and forth
Cross the floor until you can`t take no more
But I`ma be back, believe that, like my big homie E-Mack
...the muthafuckin Southside!

( Chorus )

( Verse 3 )
I took sixteen zips of that Mexican red
Weighed my quarters at five, charged an arm and a leg
Busted heads, this move dealt me a new hand
The eight I invested was now two grand
Met a busta at a club and told him I was the man
Met up with him, sold him a quarter ki of sand
A young dude, my mentality was like fuck dude
We like some pit puppies fightin over dog food
In school I sold candy a quarter a piece
I made my money off three and the rest was all me
In life I fucked a couple of good connects up
So if you in the car with me keep ya heads up
Worked so hard but couldn`t stack no bread up
Finally said fuck it cuz I just got fed up
The money I owe you, you can chop that boss
Because I don`t think you got the balls to come knock Stak off

( Chorus )

 

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