All Around Hustle...flow...hustlas only....add on...
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It's a struggle in life for people who lack ambition
Life only takes on those with the Fittest conditions
Yes I'm a Christian
Trying to make a life for myself
If I knew Christ, Died average, then fuck the Wealth
I'm my own self
Standing to the Right of God
Forget a gun or knife homie, I got the Iron Rod
The Word of God, Yeshua Ben Elohim
And if you rejected him bro, where has your life been?
I've seen it again
Time and time and again
Whether, family, foe, my x or friend
Foos selling their lives just to make a buck
Livin a life of sin to smoke,drink, and fuck
I'm a youngster homie, I got to keep my head up
There's only one thing that fills my cup
and that's the blood of He who dwells from Above
So push and shove
Homie that's the Life I live
I aint perfect homies, bad habits are repetitive
But take heed of the Word of the Lord
For He gives and takes with the Double Edged Sword
Life only takes on those with the Fittest conditions
Yes I'm a Christian
Trying to make a life for myself
If I knew Christ, Died average, then fuck the Wealth
I'm my own self
Standing to the Right of God
Forget a gun or knife homie, I got the Iron Rod
The Word of God, Yeshua Ben Elohim
And if you rejected him bro, where has your life been?
I've seen it again
Time and time and again
Whether, family, foe, my x or friend
Foos selling their lives just to make a buck
Livin a life of sin to smoke,drink, and fuck
I'm a youngster homie, I got to keep my head up
There's only one thing that fills my cup
and that's the blood of He who dwells from Above
So push and shove
Homie that's the Life I live
I aint perfect homies, bad habits are repetitive
But take heed of the Word of the Lord
For He gives and takes with the Double Edged Sword
bust a freestyle, its get cheddar time//katz poppin up wit dough sayin dey got better lines//an wen the smoke clears after lightin this dude//I take the aim off and start blazin his crew//get my chips properly, I stack em green and crispy//bust holes in clothes of niggas tryin to act tricky//tryin to shift me not knowin im solid son//grab the hollows, ya done, Im smart so I bust at cha wit a borrowed gun//catch me on Carl-son, the cross street be Cuttin//just incase niggaz think they hot and wanna test, its nothin..
Yeah I got the game on lock - mixin hustle and flow /
Like Terrence Howard - dont ever put your trust in a hoe /
Whether its a dame or not - pimpin just for the dough /
As they're deflowered - givin it up for a buck and some blow /
Tryin to feed that addiction - take heed and just listen /
To me preachin like Christians to these people beginnin /
To see a reason for livin breakin free from this prison /
Dont sleep on your mission dont believe in the system /
Puzzled by life cuz theres a huge piece of em missin /
Look to the sky and recieve the love that Jesus is givin /
I know....its off on the bar count. Theres only 10 bars, but oh well I HAD to add those last two bars.
Peace and God bless.
Like Terrence Howard - dont ever put your trust in a hoe /
Whether its a dame or not - pimpin just for the dough /
As they're deflowered - givin it up for a buck and some blow /
Tryin to feed that addiction - take heed and just listen /
To me preachin like Christians to these people beginnin /
To see a reason for livin breakin free from this prison /
Dont sleep on your mission dont believe in the system /
Puzzled by life cuz theres a huge piece of em missin /
Look to the sky and recieve the love that Jesus is givin /
I know....its off on the bar count. Theres only 10 bars, but oh well I HAD to add those last two bars.
Peace and God bless.
i bust rounds for my dough
i gets down for my dough
an if you tryna take it bitch
im knockin out crowns for my dough...
ya teeth in the bleacha's dog get the fuck off my court
besta see ya preacha's dog get stuck on retort...
ya tongue tryda get wit it an stall like a jammed gun
take ya paper an put it to lessons instead of some damn drums
the fuck you know about beats anyway bitch?
i murk ya on ya own style all the while i slay hits..
i do this shit for fun but i could run with most a you cats...
get cha shits togetha hit me when ya done an i'll be back.
i gets down for my dough
an if you tryna take it bitch
im knockin out crowns for my dough...
ya teeth in the bleacha's dog get the fuck off my court
besta see ya preacha's dog get stuck on retort...
ya tongue tryda get wit it an stall like a jammed gun
take ya paper an put it to lessons instead of some damn drums
the fuck you know about beats anyway bitch?
i murk ya on ya own style all the while i slay hits..
i do this shit for fun but i could run with most a you cats...
get cha shits togetha hit me when ya done an i'll be back.
YO I PRAY WHILE I LOAD THE K/
LIKE LORD FORGIVE ME IF I SEE HIM IMA HAVE TO SPRAY/
WATCH OVA MY CUTTYS THATS LOCKED IN THA BING
LORD ESPECIALY TAJADEEN/
ITS FUCKED UP CUZZ WE LIVIN 2 DIE/
LITTLE RAPPERS ON RECORDS TRYNA THREATIN MY LIFE/
BUT IF HE TRYS TO KILL ME IMA SEND EM TO YOU/
PUT HIS BODY INA BOX FOR HIS FAMILY TO VIEW/
AND PASTOS LIKE MASON MAKE THA CHURCH LOOK FUNNY/
I DONT KNOW IF ITS REAL OR IF THEY JUST WANT MONEY....BUT......
"STREET NIGGAZ" THA PILLIONAIRES FEAT.YOUNG JEEZY!! PILL SEASON MIXTAPE!! YEEEEEEEEEEEE
LIKE LORD FORGIVE ME IF I SEE HIM IMA HAVE TO SPRAY/
WATCH OVA MY CUTTYS THATS LOCKED IN THA BING
LORD ESPECIALY TAJADEEN/
ITS FUCKED UP CUZZ WE LIVIN 2 DIE/
LITTLE RAPPERS ON RECORDS TRYNA THREATIN MY LIFE/
BUT IF HE TRYS TO KILL ME IMA SEND EM TO YOU/
PUT HIS BODY INA BOX FOR HIS FAMILY TO VIEW/
AND PASTOS LIKE MASON MAKE THA CHURCH LOOK FUNNY/
I DONT KNOW IF ITS REAL OR IF THEY JUST WANT MONEY....BUT......
"STREET NIGGAZ" THA PILLIONAIRES FEAT.YOUNG JEEZY!! PILL SEASON MIXTAPE!! YEEEEEEEEEEEE
shit this like my first time up in the flows section.....i been sleep'n.....never done this before but heres a lil some off top.......
am in the dope game/slang'n cocaine,methamphetamines,crack and heroine/
in other words am tryna win/this game we call life/man this shit aint right/everythang i do is trife/my mind sharp like a grand pa knife(grand pa knife?)/shit, i can sell meat to a butchers wife(meat to a butchers wife)/say'n my shit wack is like say'n yo girls pussy tight/now he wanna fight/all bark but no bite/on a sucka i take flight/like a sevenfourtyseven/when i die/i wanna be where pacs at/no matter hell or heaven/
am in the dope game/slang'n cocaine,methamphetamines,crack and heroine/
in other words am tryna win/this game we call life/man this shit aint right/everythang i do is trife/my mind sharp like a grand pa knife(grand pa knife?)/shit, i can sell meat to a butchers wife(meat to a butchers wife)/say'n my shit wack is like say'n yo girls pussy tight/now he wanna fight/all bark but no bite/on a sucka i take flight/like a sevenfourtyseven/when i die/i wanna be where pacs at/no matter hell or heaven/
After laughter comes tears/ After tears come the beers/
After beers comes some cocaine snorted off the mirror/
In the mirror I look back/ and reflect even when yaked
I respect the fact that it attacks the passions/
Of the world through fashion, reliance on cash, yeah
I sold a little bud but made no habit of braggin/
But my girl kept naggin 'bout the pounds in the bags in
the back of the closet under towels and rags/
So I snatched up my schwag and I passed on some cash
And I realized how quick half my friends left my ass/
So I bought a little bag of some average cabbage,
And watched the little rats creep from cracks to scavenge/
But when I dont have it, they ask me to half it,
I say i dont have it, they react by laughin'/
Breathin smoke like a dragon, but never ever passin
Forgettin the fact that in the past i'd pack them/
And roll them, all by myself/ Nobody else/
People'd just come around, say "lemme hit on that Stealth"/
It almost makes me wanna sell again, just so I dont sell to them
And make them understand the fuckin fury in this mellow man/
But I've held that hand, I'd rather "be legit"
Even though I'm not from the Bay or never been/
But through all my crimes, I've seen the terrible side,
Of all these lousy motherfuckers standin there while they lyin/
Made my girl go bye, Made my friends do wrong
Made me wreck my car like a country song/
I had it all but it was gone in a year,
Because after the laughter comes them tears
After beers comes some cocaine snorted off the mirror/
In the mirror I look back/ and reflect even when yaked
I respect the fact that it attacks the passions/
Of the world through fashion, reliance on cash, yeah
I sold a little bud but made no habit of braggin/
But my girl kept naggin 'bout the pounds in the bags in
the back of the closet under towels and rags/
So I snatched up my schwag and I passed on some cash
And I realized how quick half my friends left my ass/
So I bought a little bag of some average cabbage,
And watched the little rats creep from cracks to scavenge/
But when I dont have it, they ask me to half it,
I say i dont have it, they react by laughin'/
Breathin smoke like a dragon, but never ever passin
Forgettin the fact that in the past i'd pack them/
And roll them, all by myself/ Nobody else/
People'd just come around, say "lemme hit on that Stealth"/
It almost makes me wanna sell again, just so I dont sell to them
And make them understand the fuckin fury in this mellow man/
But I've held that hand, I'd rather "be legit"
Even though I'm not from the Bay or never been/
But through all my crimes, I've seen the terrible side,
Of all these lousy motherfuckers standin there while they lyin/
Made my girl go bye, Made my friends do wrong
Made me wreck my car like a country song/
I had it all but it was gone in a year,
Because after the laughter comes them tears
aint no days off
in this hustle game
we out there gettn' mail
snow, sleet or in the rain
liquidating everything
its time to re-up
my net worth is lookin' gross
I got to get my G's up
this change is just a tease bruh
I need to stack mo'
tired of my pockets jinglin'
I need to make some green to fold
must succeed for my seed and folks
'cause they depend on me
so I grit to get mine
'til they put Depends on me
I bend these corners slow homie
I got traps to check
where ever theres paper to chase
please believe I'm after it
I got a spot in every set
I make the drop and vanish
might have the better plug
if I spoke a lil spanish
movin' work on public transit
you know your boy's a sav
grindin' on the light rail
but po-po's tryin' to stop that
makin' it hard to clock my cash
it's all good though
I got the streets on lock
cant NOTHIN stop my feddi bro
-chorus-
all work no benefits
out on the avenue
the street life that I lead
it aint for the average dude
cops with glocks will splatter you
quick as the next man
got to keep your eyes open
maintain the upper hand
(repeat 2X)
in this hustle game
we out there gettn' mail
snow, sleet or in the rain
liquidating everything
its time to re-up
my net worth is lookin' gross
I got to get my G's up
this change is just a tease bruh
I need to stack mo'
tired of my pockets jinglin'
I need to make some green to fold
must succeed for my seed and folks
'cause they depend on me
so I grit to get mine
'til they put Depends on me
I bend these corners slow homie
I got traps to check
where ever theres paper to chase
please believe I'm after it
I got a spot in every set
I make the drop and vanish
might have the better plug
if I spoke a lil spanish
movin' work on public transit
you know your boy's a sav
grindin' on the light rail
but po-po's tryin' to stop that
makin' it hard to clock my cash
it's all good though
I got the streets on lock
cant NOTHIN stop my feddi bro
-chorus-
all work no benefits
out on the avenue
the street life that I lead
it aint for the average dude
cops with glocks will splatter you
quick as the next man
got to keep your eyes open
maintain the upper hand
(repeat 2X)