Yo, yo, I know niggas 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 nigga, Ryde or Die nigga   By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?      And I don't understand how a broke nigga 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 nigga in jail if he chilling   Just make sure you make all the sales in the building      'Cuz now niggas think it's all right to tell   And you could put out some garbage and it might, could sell   A lotta niggas 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 niggas 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 nigga, Ryde or Die nigga   By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?      Yo, whether it's dope money or rap money, gamble the shit   Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the shit   Got too big for the city, cops brought in the Feds   So we moved across the map and brought in the bread      Niggas 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 niggas 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 nigga, Ryde or Die nigga   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 nigga, Ryde or Die nigga   By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?