Tales Of A Hustler - Beanie Sigel

Tales Of A Hustler

Beanie Sigel

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Lyric

Yeah

Sparks in here, the truth in here, yeah

Yeah, witness, tales of a hustler (I'm going to ride nigga)

Ya know, this just the life we lives, this just the life we lead, (yeah)

Yeah (tales, tales)

Gangsta, gangsta

Yeah, love, yeah

Sugarcoat, common

Yo Omillio Sparks, the young gun

My life as an adolescent said I'll go through something

Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls

So I kept guns in my palm like Messiah scripts in psalms

I should fear no man but God

So Lord knows we can get it on

Guns baptized guys testing my pride

Clearing my conscience in the liquor store

With a fifth of Thunderbird and I'd be guzzling hard

Playing the corners with a washed up old-head

Chant tunes by the whispers

Same corner where I banged at with niggaz

Cops drive by and grin on us, if they grabbed 'em they simply want

One of 'em noisy neighbors done snitched on us

Hey, this game juicy, got me puff a looseys

Every two days interrogated by the police

See, this life I live cost more than your Roley's money

It cost my homie Nook his whole life, ya heard me? Ugh, yeah

When he was here it was easy to love him like a brother

Now ain't he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother

I mean, what do you say to a woman that's just lost her only son

To the game and the gun except "Mami, I'mma ride for him"

The look that she gave me like, "Sparks you got some nerve"

'Cause most of these niggas don't keep their words

Now I'm under pressure, 'cause I can't break that type of promise

And y'all niggas paint that picture risking your freedom

On the strength of memories of him, the time he made you laugh

The time he bust his gut when them other niggas ran

How real is that? Omillio Sparks, niggas holla back, ugh

(Tales of a hustler)

Yo, in this life you not promised tomorrow, so take the bitter

With the sweet and maintain in these vicious streets

Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money

Life's a gamble everybody got a number homie

Tales of a hustler

In this life you not promised tomorrow, so take the bitter

With the sweet and maintain in these vicious streets

Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money

Life's a gamble everybody got a number homie (tales of a hustler)

I'm back to the block with it, wait let me clear that up

I'm back to the blocks that you get when your block get it

Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it

Get large with a little water when you pop wip it, ugh

I send hope to you late night scramblers

Sling coke to you late night scramblers

Go broke sling soap to you late night scramblers

No joke, I'm a crook, catch hooks broke, late night gamblers

Look, you loose limbs when you fuck with him that be

I strapped and high, FBI all on my back want to trap the guy

Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies

Never that, too many gats, too many guns

Too many vest, tough guys not too many left

Where they at? Dead or locked behind bars in jail

I know I ain't too far from hell

I'll spit the devil these bars in hell

Dog I been through it son, look at my scars and tell

Catch Mac in a chevy truck slightly tinted

No excuses on who might be in it

You know passenger side, twisting backwards, slightly spinning

Crack the window, the indoor slightly scented

Splash of haze and hash lightly blented

Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid

Like, you got like a minute

To put the cash in this bag or ya ass

Might be in it in small pieces

I'll snatch your family up, start from tall nephews

To small nieces, bitches

In this life you not promised tomorrow, so take the bitter

With the sweet and maintain in these vicious streets

Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money

Life's a gamble everybody got a number homie

Tales of a hustler

In this life you not promised tomorrow, so take the bitter

With the sweet and maintain in these vicious streets

Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money

Life's a gamble everybody got a number homie

Tales of a hustler

Yeah

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