Текст (слова) песни: South park mexican - Hustle Town

[SPM talking]
Eh he he he he
Hustle Town my city maan!
Born and raised baby
Yo I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers
Raisin` men in a big city
I know it`s hard
Let `em know what`s up Filero

[Verse 1: Filero]
I sell drugs with thugs
Hittin` licks off tricks
Workin` two jobs a dope deala and a pimp
Mom`s beggin` me to stop everyday
So scared for me to walkâ?¦. Memory lane
But Mom don`t worry my teck protect well
I told ya one day this rap shit gone sell
But my heart been broke from the start
Since the day my father died when I was seven in the park
So I wrote the book
How to pimp hoes and kick do`s
And if I kill well than that`s just how the shit go
Pull yo strap
What am I supposed to sweat
This the third time today that I come close to death

[Chorus: SPM]
Hustle Town Hustle Town
The city of dreams
Where we creep through the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Hustle Town
The shit don`t stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock cocked
Hustle Town
The city of dreams
Where we creep through the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Hustle Town
The shit don`t stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock cocked

[Verse 2: SPM]
Set `em up
Wet `em up
Etceteras
Tell ya treasura
Empty the regista
Shit serious
I`ll give ya life a period
Well here he is
The kid with experience
Don`t start shit
Mistake me for an artist
Flash in the dark
Someone tell `em where his heart is
Blue light
Who die?
Tonight
Maybe over two dice
Maybe cause he blew fry
On top of ya
With the Hillwood Mafia
Hard hittin` hustlas
Beat the draws off of ya
Knowledge
While my shit be flawless
Dope House Records step into my office

[Chorus: SPM]

[Lord Loco talking]
It`s ya boy Lord Loco
Know what I`m talkin` bout
Representin` that H-Town wit my boy SPM
There`s a lot of frauds out there know what I`m sayin`
What you think `bout them fraud ass niggas Los?

[Verse 3: SPM]
Jackin` jaws
I`m packin` balls
Smoke and split
I give mo` gifts than Santa Clause
Wit a cold forty-ounce and a sack of hay
Chug a lug for the thugs who done passed away
Mista da Masta Mystical Mexican Maniac
Competition ha ha
You muthafuckas make me laugh
You a bitch if you hatin` on my Houston hits
I fight devils like you wit a crucifix
Ruthless shit
With a shotty
Take ya body
Gun Kung Fu
Mixed wit AK Karate
I`m sorry but you the past like Atari
As I smoke like Marley
Stay Brown like Charlie

[Chorus: SPM]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: South park mexican - Hustle Town [SPM talking] Eh he he he he Hustle Town my city maan! Born and raised baby Yo I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers Raisin` men in a big city I know it`s hard Let `em know what`s up Filero [Verse 1: Filero] I sell drugs with thugs Hittin` licks off tricks Workin` two jobs a dope deala and a pimp Mom`s beggin` me to stop everyday So scared for me to walkâ?¦. Memory lane But Mom don`t worry my teck protect well I told ya one day this rap shit gone sell But my heart been broke from the start Since the day my father died when I was seven in the park So I wrote the book How to pimp hoes and kick do`s And if I kill well than that`s just how the shit go Pull yo strap What am I supposed to sweat This the third time today that I come close to death [Chorus: SPM] Hustle Town Hustle Town The city of dreams Where we creep through the hood And we serve them dope fiends Hustle Town The shit don`t stop Roll rental cars And we keep the glock cocked Hustle Town The city of dreams Where we creep through the hood And we serve them dope fiends Hustle Town The shit don`t stop Roll rental cars And we keep the glock cocked [Verse 2: SPM] Set `em up Wet `em up Etceteras Tell ya treasura Empty the regista Shit serious I`ll give ya life a period Well here he is The kid with experience Don`t start shit Mistake me for an artist Flash in the dark Someone tell `em where his heart is Blue light Who die? Tonight Maybe over two dice Maybe cause he blew fry On top of ya With the Hillwood Mafia Hard hittin` hustlas Beat the draws off of ya Knowledge While my shit be flawless Dope House Records step into my office [Chorus: SPM] [Lord Loco talking] It`s ya boy Lord Loco Know what I`m talkin` bout Representin` that H-Town wit my boy SPM There`s a lot of frauds out there know what I`m sayin` What you think `bout them fraud ass niggas Los? [Verse 3: SPM] Jackin` jaws I`m packin` balls Smoke and split I give mo` gifts than Santa Clause Wit a cold forty-ounce and a sack of hay Chug a lug for the thugs who done passed away Mista da Masta Mystical Mexican Maniac Competition ha ha You muthafuckas make me laugh You a bitch if you hatin` on my Houston hits I fight devils like you wit a crucifix Ruthless shit With a shotty Take ya body Gun Kung Fu Mixed wit AK Karate I`m sorry but you the past like Atari As I smoke like Marley Stay Brown like Charlie [Chorus: SPM] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hustle Town: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/118/1/4065.html Все тексты песен: South park mexican » South park mexican - Country Life » South park mexican - 2 Joints » South park mexican - Rollin` » South park mexican - Child Of The Ghetto » South park mexican - Meet Your Fate » South park mexican - Illegal Amigos » South park mexican - Anything Goes » South park mexican - Country Life » South park mexican - The Beach House » South park mexican - Children of the Ghetto » South park mexican - He`s Returned » South park mexican - I Am Your Future » South park mexican - Watch The Block Bleed » South park mexican - All Cot Up » South park mexican - Deep Instrumental » South park mexican - Wiggy Wiggy » South park mexican - Oh My My » South park mexican - Mary-Go-Round » South park mexican - Mi Ruka » South park mexican - Stay on Your Grind [Screwed] Рекомендуем скачать: » Руки Вверх - Самой доброй » Роберт Александров - Снег над головою тихо кружится... » Руки Вверх - Ну где же вы, девчонки » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РљСЂР°Р№ РўС‹ РњРѕР№ Р›СЋР±РёРјС‹Р№ » Ратмир Шишков (Фабрика звезд-4) - Не любишь » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РќР° Р‘РµСЂРµРіСѓ РќРµР±Р° » Раиса Абельская - Я » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РљРѕСЂРѕР±РµР№РЅРёРєРё » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Ассоль » Русалки - Василий » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Переизберу » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р’РёРЅРѕРІР°С‚Р° Р›Рё РЇ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Снежили снеги в двадцатом веке по старой памяти... » Руки Вверх - Здравствуй, это я » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Найдите старый патефон » Рок-острова - Мое движенье » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р Р°СЃС†РІРµР»Р° РџРѕРґ РћРєРѕС?РєРѕРј Р‘РµР»РѕСЃРЅРµР¶РЅР°СЏ Р’РёС?РЅСЏ » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Отторжение » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - Р’РµС‚РµСЂ РЎ РњРѕСЂСЏ » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Лопань-река
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