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Hustle & Flow Lyrics - Singles - Haystak

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 

 

I'm a hustla 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 

 

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 

 

I'm a hustla 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 

 

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 

 

I'm a hustla 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 

 

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 

 

I'm a hustla 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 

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