The Notorious B.I.G. - Hustler's Story

[Intro: Akon]

Akon and B.I.G. yea

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]

Niggers talking it but ain't living it

Cristal pops I'm sipping it, mob hats and lizard shit

'Gator trunks bitch, rolling blunts with the williest of the willy

Heckler Koch, M-1's and nine millies

Stories like a motherfucker

Model bitches wondering if I'mma fuck with her

She know I treats my bitches like Ivana

Dolce and Gabana dripping

Big Popper never slipping

H-class diamonds shining

Dinner with the wifey wining, dining

Smoking cigars in Bogotá

With Colombian niggers named Panama

And Englique and shit

Games we play life ending

Bitches bending over with ease

For a pair of Moschino jeans

And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped

Singles on top

Benjamins

Under the rest of 'em

Advancing

From duplex to mansion

Stashing keys, hiding G's overseas

VCR's in my V's

Game elevates, money I make

Gets your stocks and real estates, bitch

Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands

Discussing plans with my mans

Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system

That leaves your rear views trembling

What you gonna do when popper catch an attitude?

Drop to your knees and show gratitude

Kiss my rings, it's a Frank White thing, I stay potent

Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep throat it

[Hook: Akon]

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine

Looking for this hour glass of time

Trying to find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living?

4-5-6 is on the streets, they shooting

Is there any money out there for me?

You just listen to this hustler's story

[Verse 2: Big Gee]

Picture me, a product of the zone three

Scared lost, don't know what I'm suppose to be

Shit cost, money never came to me

When shit short, I suffered unshamelessly

The lord humble niggers 'specially if they act like

They too big for they draw when they stacks right

Think I'm bullshitting? A bunch of niggers back like

Right back hungry, stacks gone, they forgot Christ

I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock

I know some whores for the dro you can hit the cock

I know a nigga working 9-5

Been on 15 years, ain't got a car to drive

I know some nigga wanna act hard, flicks pitch

Fake jack boys, can't rob, get killed

Got kin folk backyard big whips

Escart that lift my homeboy this year

[Hook: Akon]

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine

Looking for this hour glass of time

Trying to find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living?

4-5-6 is on the streets, they shooting

Is there any money out there for me?

You just listen to this hustler's story

[Interlude: Akon]

Akon

[Verse 3: Akon]

While B.I.G. sitting up with Englique

I'm on the coastline politicking with José

We got the birds flying in the coop all day

Trying to find a new way to smuggling pure yay'

We bout our business, ain't no small time thieves

If you ain't growing the 'caine then we ain't gon' meet

See I'm the one to call when things get deep

And my Africans will put your main man to sleep, now

And Mexico far from the block

Trying to figure out how many Glocks to a box, now

Selling arms as well as rocks in my socks

If you could show me the money, here's the keys to the lock, now

Hey, you know the streets is my territory

Ain't scared of nothing, let you fear it for me

Hey, whether win, lose or draw

Believe that death is waiting for all

[Hook: Akon]

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine

Looking for this hour glass of time

Trying to find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living?

4-5-6 is on the streets, they shooting

Is there any money out there for me?

You just listen to this hustler's story

[Verse 4: Scarface]

Face Mob in the building (uh huh)

Niggers is quick to chop rocks and hide hands

Make a break for it, get away from it, that was the plan (but)

So the whole time, I been plotting on his man

Caught him slipping and sleeping, I hit his ass wit the can, and

Here's something that you can't understand

How can one be so cold and snatch a nigga's soul? (Damn)

I'm on some get back shit, there comes a time

In every man's mind when it's deeper than dollar signs

I been on the grind, got homies doing time

Behind niggers acting like bitches and bitches dropping dimes

I'm ducking indictments, pussies is wearing wires

Niggers just ain't telling, no, they know we let it slide

But nah, we gotta ride and him, he gotta die

So if you catch up to his ass before I catch him, give him mine

The rats one thing a real nigga here despise

I'm a five K one killer, I set his ass on fire

[Hook: Akon]

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine

Looking for this hour glass of time

Trying to find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living?

4-5-6 is on the streets, they shooting

Is there any money out there for me?

You just listen to this hustler's story

• Artist:The Notorious B.I.G.
• Album:ts: The Final Chapter (2005)