Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). Get the embed code SPM - Hustle Town Album Lyrics1.Block of Rock2.Hustle Shift5.Riddla On Da Roof6.Streets on BeatsSPM Lyrics provided by Mama caught us kissing wanna call the lawsĬan't see how you helped me through the struggle I love to lay you down so soft in my swisherĪct like a freak and let all my niggas hit you You was born in Mexico but I took the chanceĪnd brought your ass across to the promise lands The hoes sick 'cause them jealous bitches wanna 'cause she be the only one fit for a player Selections All playlists Hi-Res bestsellers Bestsellers New Releases. Now you can do snow or get wet as the rainīut my wife mary-Jane I never get divorced You're fucking with a dopehouse shooting star Producer wanna cool my future (pass the sweet) Throw your hands in the air with this motherfucking three time user You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo You put a spell on me with the green voodoo It really don't matter she'll take you thereĪnd it's funny to me, you still make me fiend 995 4.58 delivery: Dec 28 - 30 Ships from: goodusedbookscom Sold by: goodusedbookscom 6.98 Have one to sell Hustle Town Parental Advisory ed. Got a nigga blowing like Cheech and Chong Smell so good when she get wet and sticky Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love. Trinity Garden, E.S.G., Street Military, Bam, Al-D Run up on Houston, and bow down to the styles I am usin' Only real niggas know where I'm comin' from, under confusion Your raps get pimpslapped, you kickin' bubblegum On the underground nation, layin' foundationĭid a lot of wrong, but mom, stay calm, cause now I drop bombs on CD-Roms Jus' to pee-wee, son you watchin' too much TV, I'm on CD It can't see me, I flow so freely, you motherfuckers more slimier than seaweed What I'm stressin' leave you second guessin'ĭope sell itself, saw my CD steady pressin' I be the actual, factual, rap supernatural, blowin' up national Put the street on beats, who trippin' now? Gotta have it, causing panic with an automaticīelieve in myself, no one else saw my magic On the pedestal I'm colder than an eskimo Professional, but don't test my testicles South Park Mexican's first major album and a document of life in Houston's ghettos, Hustle Town is the Mexican-American's most rugged album, full of hunger and ambition, even if it is a bit lacking in terms of both production and polished rapping. I'm the cool homeboy, I'm a fool with no patience My Cadillac got a 3-foot verticle jump in the frontīump in the trunk, weed turn to smoke, skunk in my blunt I jump in this shit and there's no way backĬreep the seven seven Seville convertible Stick & move, hittin' lics, sweep 'em left to rightĬome trip with the pimp in the smoke-ray lac Too $hort, Bone Thugs, Dogg Pound, Nas, The Fugees, Makaveli, Rakim, Hillwood Hustlers, Most Hated, Geto Boys, Master P, DJ Screw, Kid Frost, Mobb Deep, Make your whole click catch the Greyhound Is you hoes really ready for the take down?īreak down, stay ground, my niggas don't play round, pop pop, Turn your back on your gail and I, uh, straight clown in my H-town You can't fuck with the riddla' on the roof Hellafied rhymes, huh, you rewind twenty-five times I move a hundred pounds in my hustle townĬome around fuck 'em down with my underground
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