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Some information about Hustlers Lyrics Title: Memphis Bleek - Hustlers lyrics Artist: Memphis Bleek Album: The Understanding Visitors: 19 visitors have visited Hustlers Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Yeah Sup wit these lame-ass niggasman? I m tellin you Niggas keep runnin to this rap shit You kna mean? Like y all built like that Ya ll niggas betta pick up a basketballor somethin Ya ll niggas ain t ready for this shit Memphis Bleek If a nigga know the Memph I ain t the type to front I ll put any gun to you What type you want? Supply any drug for you What high you want? Bag any chick for you Nicer slut YeahI push hot fees My niggas got cheese You run around frontin Like you niggas got keys You never flipped burgers Your krewI ain t heard of Matter of factI ll murder ya I heard you niggas spit shit But it s indirect Say my name And see where I end this tech I got a lot of love for this But dawgI m real When it s beefit s beef When it s rapit s real Nuttin between Alot of frontin I seen I done analyzed this game It s nuttin but schemes New ways to sell records I aim for it Put it out if it s hot NotJust ignore it Chorus (REPEAT 2X) We them hustlers And that s who ya ll know We get lowget dough Flip gold for sho We them gangstas That s who we be We got cheese Pop three for R-O-C Memphis Bleek Yoyo This is my ghetto I eatsleepbreathe here To tell the truthdawg None of us gon leave here We die younggo to jail for murder 1 On a come-upnigga And that s where I m from I done learned from that Puff and that Lopez shit I ain t runnin in no club on some loco shit I mma catch you when you sit Put 4 in yo whip Catch your girl in the club Put nut in your bitch Niggas wanna see the Memph go and lose his cool Go and use his tool Niggause the fool You could bootleg my shit I want me a chunkdeuce I m not a chumpI ll leave you slumped in the trunk What part of that you don t understand? Or ain t hear? Misinterpurate? DawgI put WORK in I got a nameand my shit sound phenomenol Still keep them thangs Next to the abdomenol Chorus (REPEAT 2X) We them hustlers And that s who ya ll know We get lowget dough Flip gold for sho We them gangstas That s who we be We got cheese Pop three for R-O-C Bienie Sigel Uhuhuh Yeah Before these rhymes I was bustin these nines Before these raps I was bustin my gat Before the vocal groups I spoke with the truth Why do catz wanna muffle my speech? Imagine my raps If I wasn t in touch with the street On the blockdeep Wit my peeps touchin the heat I m used to cracknow i m slingin raps Huster wit beats You niggas is lame You catz can t touch what I reach And quiet as kept You niggas can t hush what I speech My story s too deep Life realclear as the streets See my iced grillhear my voice clear when you sleep You niggas know me The cat who be tearin these streets AIN T NOTHIN CHANGED But my name when I appeared on these beats It s Bien Mac Sigel was the name that they gave me The streets that is I m tryin to teach thatkids Cause some niggas don t know that they be clowns Ay yothe sun don t go down WE GO ROUND Chorus We them hustlers And that s who ya ll know We get lowget dough Flip gold for sho We them gangstas That s who we be We got cheese Pop three for R-O-C We them hustlers And that s who ya ll know We get lowget dough Flip gold for sho We them gangstas That s who we be We got cheese Pop three for R-O-C We them hustlers And that s who ya ll know We get lowget dough Flip gold for sho We them gangstas And that s who we be We got cheese Pop three for R-O-Cnigga Hottest songs from Memphis Bleek : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Juvenile Lyrics |
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