Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustler's Withdrawal, artist - Pitbull. Album song M.I.A.M.I., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.08.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Orchard
Song language: English
Hustler's Withdrawal |
Yo, he went from a street kid doin regular street things |
Straight to a street king |
Takin over the city, block by block |
Breakin down bricks, servin em rock by rock |
He’s everything a young gun wanna grow up to be |
But if only these young guns could see |
That murder, money and lust, is slowly murderin us Cause the drug game aint what it used to be So look deeper when they paint you a picture |
And try to sell you a dream, cause alot of these drug lords |
Turn to the feds, and turn into fiends |
The crack game aint everything its cracked up to be |
Now the cat that was a neighborhood celebrity |
Is coppin rocks, off the new kids on the block |
At the same time, tryna school em But these hoodlums got heads as hard as the rocks that hes doin |
Hustlins like a drug, its got withdrawal symptoms |
And if you know this, you wont stkip pain |
But you will gain wisdom, and wisdom gains power |
Dont let your life go sour over power |
Hustlins like a drug, its addicting |
The more you huste, the more you get addicted |
The longer you hustle, the deeper the addiction |
(Its a hustlers withdrawal) |
If you used to push weight, you’d relate |
Not only did my father used to deal the dough |
He used to do the dope, used to deal |
I’m just keepin it real |
Now my father doesnt have shit, |
I dont have shit, we dont have shit |
Cause he didnt stack SHIT! |
With all the money he made |
He didnt think for one second to put money away |
Thats cause his mind was clattered with white thoughts |
He’s lucky that he didnt end up outlined in white chalk |
The only thing I can say I’ve gained from my father is Knowledge of the street game, and I hope that yall follow this |
I cant say I havent sold weed or cocaine |
But I can say this, money that comes quick, leaves quick |
And yall better believe this |
Cause this I’ve lived, and witnessed |
Catch a couple of charges, now your on the laws shit list |
Now your forced to do business |
Until this business does you of course |
Cause you can die from doin dope or dealin dope |
You choose the road that you get to follow |
And you choose the people that you look up to as role models |
I know about hustlers |
But I wont mention no names |
Cause they still got cases pending |
And some are even appealing life in the cage |
At least they made it past the first phase: they reached a certain age |
Hustlins like ADs, at first your infected with HIV |
And then its full blown, only different is Instead of havin no immune system |
You become immune to the system, of havin dough, by a dealin blow |
Its a fast life, and even if you survive your mind’ll die slow |
Dirty money attracts dirty things |
And if you plain to deal the dope, I hope your ready for the murder game |
Cause thats what it brings |
I’m not a preacher, I’m not tryna preach, no |
I’m not a teacher, I’m not tryna teach, but |
Yet like a faucet, I’m tryin to leak |
Info to these youngns and their kinfolk |
And let em know theres more to life than a key to coke |
If you use to push weight, then you can relate, cause you’ve probably had a taste of Hustlers Withdrawal |