Yo, yo, I know ^!$$%s wit honor and will

That'll still crush the blow up and then pass they mama the bill


So I'ma always be able to burn my strip


'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my tips




And it ain't no telling what the snub'll do


So when y'all go and cop vests, cop one for your mother too

And I'm way better than them other dudes


But I'm stuck wit, what I'm stuck wit 'cause I don't suck dick




Sat with the players and I stood with the coaches


And I'ma always be in the hood like roaches


Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious

Two guns by each lung with no holsters





And I control all the fish scale in the city

And still make your first week sales look pretty


I come through, all you hear is chip in the muffler


And you could ask anybody if the Kiss is a hustler




He's a hustler


I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh

He's a gambler


I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips




He's a gangster


I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list


That's why

He's a Ruff Ryder ^!$$%, Ryde or Die ^!$$%


By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?




And I don't understand how a broke ^!$$% could chill


When a two liter'll dust you so get you a mil'


Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the sunroof of the blue M

I'm like Lou Sims





And I'ma make sure they hit you wit both shorties

I think this summer's gon' be the most bodies


You never ask a ^!$$% in jail if he chilling

Just make sure you make all the sales in the building




'Cuz now ^!$$%s think it's all right to tell

And you could put out some garbage and it might, could sell


A lotta ^!$$%s be petty and shiest

But that's only 'til you treat 'em like a video


And edit they life



This is a threat, when I talk you, listen to death


And if I run out of money, then my wrist is a bet

And the streets said they wanted more Kiss

Up north ^!$$%s pop me in and do a hundred more dips




He's a hustler

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh


He's a gambler

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips



He's a gangster


I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list

That's why

He's a Ruff Ryder ^!$$%, Ryde or Die ^!$$%


By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?



Yo, whether it's dope money or rap money, gamble the %#@!

Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the %#@!


Got too big for the city, cops brought in the Feds

So we moved across the map and brought in the bread




^!$$%s chill for a month and a half, no ruckus

Got the pictures of baggers and all of the gun busters

And you know how it go 'cuz it rarely'll change

Everybody got a license and a alias name



We don't smoke when we hustle and none of us talk

Back to back 'til we home, we can front in New York

'Cuz some of us is running from court

Smoking weed, mumbling thoughts

Trying to stay humble for shorts



We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks

Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth

Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and craps

And break ^!$$%s for they pack money, then give it back, uh



He's a hustler

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh

He's a gambler

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips



He's a gangster

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list

That's why

He's a Ruff Ryder ^!$$%, Ryde or Die ^!$$%

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?



He's a hustler

I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh

He's a gambler

I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips



He's a gangster

I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list

That's why

He's a Ruff Ryder ^!$$%, Ryde or Die ^!$$%

By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?