E.j. - Hustle On Tha Block lyrics

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E.j. - Hustle On Tha Block lyrics

Verse 1: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo f** this who wanna bring the ruckus Yo I know they know they ain't f**ing wit' no f**ing s**ers You's a live a** snitch, Well shame on the name we might bust your sh** And throw mad game n***a and push your whip And shake them thangs and hit four, five six Below you ain't know get at me Sean Donn, Hemp dogg and moe It's a bomb type weed now I'ma count my dough The cops'll watch your do' So let them n***as and now they ain't know it befo' And if them n***as not swipe We'll grab the 4-4, Mag-num Cause I hate it when n***as act dumb Damn, why they make me wanna pull out a gun? First name's Camille, Camille's name be on When you creepin' on the real with my word is bond See catch me out in the night pouring style and form And that venomous sh** is what my b**hes be on b**hes, b**hes be on My b**hes, b**hes be on Verse 2: Yo, yo, yo I'ma give you something in rhythm feel Ya'll need be loco, Dig a hole in you bolo Look out for dolo Especially if you acting brolo down for dolo On the creek and point anything sleep Ya'll can see it when we roll we coming Mobb Deep We be coming, on the regular we be coming Baby what? tearing sh** up with your worry Making me deam stacking up that man for CREAM Torch the green have you all open like beam Hear me ya'll so 'n when you gimme yo just gimme that microphone I been the baddest run down your digits Shorty gettin' played like a midget Aiyyo, I'm in it you wid it for me and my b**hes Need 'em to throw your pitches having you leaving your misses What I got to do is this, hand me your business, step off my premises, Or things are gonna get serious and devious, WE BRAVE, And we can drive you all insane like Johnny Blaze Yeah we always Bring The Pain and Misdemeanour Know we can't stand the rain Let's bring the pesos stack 'em up by the case load Cause we can reload, co*k back and explode co*k back and explode co*k back and explode co*k back and explode Chorus: Aiyyo, we trying to make the cash ya'll wid out a doubt Representing both coasts what you roaming about? Verse 3: I'm in the south ya'll going all 'bout cha'll The name is the Python you know what I'm about ya'll Yo, yo, yo, I pop bras like Bruno I take your money from shooting rap to uno Used to rock to minudo one of them was kinda cute though I had a crush like a DAT now I try to master phones like that Carolina be my home town Still living with my parents even though I'm grown now Time to roam now I don't think that ya'll can handle us Made our mark in the East now we hitting Los Angeles You can't delust a man wid lust When I been up on the mic you can never get enough Make you palms wet and I ain't even gettin' calm yet Clear the premises time to make another bomb threat Chorus Verse 4: Kurupt I'm from the West ya'll Bringing n***as stress ya'll Forget the strapping now you settle wit the best ya'll Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, This is one time that I ain't playing wit n***as The homey stomped it and I'm spraying with n***as I got the cash to have keys to blast You a s**er n***a, s**er punk MOTHERfu*kER ni**a I DON'T GIVE A fu*k MOTHERfu*kER ni**a Trying to strip me a my Vans that's all I gather man Mr. Matter of fact, Calicos and dates What you want to get your sh** lit to Blaze Like Johnny you can play like Ricky Davoni But you ain't a player n***a ain't got the heart to lay a n***a Automatic spray a n***a, Soon as I came went like calm in the Grand Bustin dumb dumbs leaving n***as numb I don't give a f** where the f** you're from If it ain't about loot then I'ma shoot and run What you supposed to be, Raw? Raw is as raw does it ain't raw dog Bust a five star dog, I want all ya'll I know the n***as know where the weed be It's the live sh** need to be f**ing round in my decent (n***a) Hitting motherf**ers like a vic (n***a) Saturate like a sieve (n***a) Take a toke and get blown Ya'll step up and watch your homey explode 'n unload 'xplode and unload 'xplode and unload 'xpload and unload Chorus Verse 5: We from the East ya'll bringin on the piece ya'll Dirty kid wanna hit that wid a leash ya'll I be the mic wrecker, Spinner One coming through wid the double decker Double pound in your crew Uhhh, Forced to recognise make arrive Don't have to par and block you we just break you down to normal size You couldn't shine if you had the sun in your back You wack, I burn you down like I corner that Doggy, QB style you know my steeze I'm on the k** now with my Queen k**a Bees Viper, break more backs than Paul Backland in Kahkland n***a deny drama could happen First test my sk**s I came to rap sh** for real Venom Squad be the only squad that be ill First of all I ride your back like a jacka** Jack still loose on the chaka with the L Coming from the East representing both sides Kurupt, the Venoms, that's how we keep it tight Yo, we trying to make the cash ya'll without a doubt Representing both coasts what you roaming about? Yo I'm from the West ya'll Busting cuz a stress ya'll f** the best ya'll Motherf** the rest-a ya'll n***as Chorus (3x) Tha Future... Uhh, Uhh Protect ya Neck Ma**ive Poison plants