One in a million Pleasure and pain One in a million A little sunflower in the rain One in a million Tell me the truth Are you one in a million Or
nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your video I'm not a trick I don't
can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled Back then niggas yousta call me boo In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew Country came around
real MC's after me Be a artist, not a slave for the industry I'm paying the price for all the real MC's after me Be a artist, not a slave for the industry
times what was in style what's goin' on now cause it has been a while makeba honey girlfriend left in a whirlwind put a brother in a tailspin just twirlin' had a
mean is basically there's no-one The hunt on emcees brings investigation This goes out to all you ugly rappers Pretty rappers, big city rappers Country
I mean is basically there's no one The hunt for an MC brings investigation) This goes to all you ugly rappers, pretty rappers Big city rappers, country
a forty hour week for a livin', just to send it on down the line Hello Pittsburgh steel mill workers, let me thank you for your time You work a forty
Yeah, he wore a size sixteen shoe, had skin like alligator Lord, he could pick up a deer and walk right out of those woods Old Dillon had a million tales
Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin' your shit I want it all so give me it Am I a Luna-chic? Uh huh, I'm a looney bitch
took a room back for the kids and through a heart at it Angry like a hostage Kickin' like a little bitch in one of Dibbs' moshpits Shifting through your
's a fact The black's right to vote is not a law its an act? All this talk bout the draft So wick-wick-wack How you gon' fight for a country who do shit
time I may just, leap and clear that hurdle man Cause there?s gonna be a million more, who knows if they?ll be worth a damn Bubba K, I surely am, with
x4] "I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie" [x2] "Nigga, ask a, nigga, nigga, ask about me" [x2] "I'm a hustler, I'm a, I'm a hustler homie" [x2] [
ducking these, trying to keep Mase Good fiend a police take, only seen my D's face I'm running from some beings with a million in my briefcase Navigate
check the wrist, check the fuggle [Manny Fresh:] We doin big stuff rippin the grain and big trucks Sippin champaine with some ducks makin big bucks Wow
