Intro: 

Heart of a hustler 

Some times you got to be ready to as I rumble 

Yeah 

Get your man strong 


Hook: 

Fifty rounds, fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Fifty rounds fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 


Verse 1: 

Thank god I ain't never been shoot 

Standing on the corner man ripping up the block 

Got my little pockets sitting on swoll 

I got a lot of crack boy I'm ready to go gold 

Hustle and bustle and running through the projects 

If the popo's try to arrest me I'm going to jet bet 

But I new shoes, new clothes and fitted hats 

I devised a plan to get my money back in stacks 

If them bitches trip they can suck on these 

Telling all these rats that I brung the cheese 

I got that money, power, my bills getting paid 

Baby boy still hustling still to this day 

Baby boy still hustling trick still to this day 


Hook: 

Fifty rounds, fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Fifty rounds fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 


Verse 2: 

I'm run shit still on my block 

Even though I'm hot I'm a still set up shop 

Cause I'm a chemist Bitch 

Riding against the grain 

Hitting nigga up cause my hustle's insain 

Cause I'm a chemist Bitch 

Riding against the grain 

Hitting nigga up cause my hustle's insain 

Cause I'm a chemist Bitch 

Riding against the grain 

Hitting nigga up cause I'm going insain 

Cause I'm a roll out cause I got the balls 

posting my bail with a single phone call 

and I got that money, power, bills getting paid 

baby boy still hustling still to this day 

I got that money, power, bills getting paid 

baby boy still hustling still to this day 

I got that money, power, my bills getting paid 

baby boy still hustling trick still to this day 


Hook: 

Fifty rounds, fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Fifty rounds fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 


Verse 3: 

Creeping in my cutless supreme 

Got me a fifty pack equals a lot f green on the screen 

I'a m ready to mash 

I hit the gas creeping in my hoopty like its first class 

Everyday is potential hustle 

I turn beef in these streets into mad hustle 

Hungry to get my chips up 

Now I ain't talking about potato chips nigga 

You get light the fuck up 

Making moves on my Nextel 

500,000 thousand dollars this judge set my bail 

Sitting in a cell 

Singing on the county blues 

Got my orange shirt with my converse shoes 

I got nothing to loose 

I got the rules to the game 

Sitting in this bitch nigga going insain 

I got that money, power, my bills getting paid 

Baby boy still hustling, trick still to this day 


Hook: 

Fifty rounds, fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Fifty rounds fifty pounds 

As I zoom through your town 

Cause I got heart of a hustler 

Cause I got heart of a hustler