TONY HUSTLE. THE BAD GUY.

DIS NIGGA RITE HERE...HE SHININ, BITCH

DIS MY MAIN NIGGA TRAY LONG BEACH CRIP

BEN MY NIGGA SINCE DAY 1

DIS MY NIGGA CHRIS

MY TWO CUZNS RITE HERE..

I cried one time I cried one time
Slug ripped and my cousin died
But not no more, tears from Hus cause my heart stone cold
I Got years to be rich I'm, young and pretty
Come on baby ya gotta give it to me
Look at me huh what the hell you mean
No chokin' no drinkin' just stackin' dumb cheese
I'm like, Mohammed Ali and I'm six three
And I box and knock suckas out swiftly
We stuck in this place
And all we ever could do is hustle in this place
But never go nowhere, stack a couple of G's
Flip lows get towed get sucked by the hoes
Buy clothes and dope kicks
My nigga died young
and all he ever could do was rep where he was from
his least breath was the one that blew the breeze through the hood
The money never stop nigga it's thousands in the 'jects
nigga it's G's in the hood
I think I like the rain
Cause everytime the tears drop the rain'll wash it away
My heart is numb to pain I can't explain how I feel
Imagine seein' life the way it really is for real
it's different what you see

It's never die, do or get did nothin less fuck with the kid
get two to the head, two to the chest
nigga I'm the best when it come to this street shit
you got ya hands full fuckin with me with this beef shit
I be on some all night flight, no sleep shit
me, my dogg and two K's fuck that four deep shit
we comin with it - hundred round drummin with it
you runnin from it - we runnin with it, you bitch ass niggaz ain't fuckin with it
I'm out c'here head first ready to go head up
walkin with ya head down, bound to get ya head bust
oh here the feds come I'm off the scene, off the block
I know to bust and move when it get hot
shut down the shop open up another on the other side of town
got yay and I got browns,
Gizzle was a hustler and a headbuster all in one
don't get it twisted I do this rap shit for fun, ya heard

However you want it nigga you could get it
'cause shit real it's get it how you live
you could kill or be killed

DA NIGGA T NUTTY

MY NIGGA HOLLOWTIP NORTH HIGHLANDS REPRESENTA HIGHSIDE ITS NORTHSIDE OR NOTHIN

dis is me hella bored n class as u can c

REST IN PEACE TO DA CUZZO KIM..HEAVEN FOR A G!

I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary

Dre rock the jewelry with the clear stones
And get on a nigga head like some earphones
I finna spit it, with a clear tone
Get yo attention, the biggest thang since the T.V. invention
Dope as yola, I'm a big shot, a show off
Plus I'm a big pimp, I get tow off
Fuck a good job, she need a good jaw
And sell BJ's until her mouth get raw
I'm from the California coast, beaches and riches
Hit the cot, get ghost, no more sleepin' wit bitches
I got a coughnut, sittin' on wires
On Vogues bitch, not Michellin tires
Can't control my desires, I buy from Nordstroms not Fred Myers
Do a lot of weed, love my supplier
She keep it, fuck the blood out my supplier
Man I'm bigger than life, I do it Magnum
And bout these broke bitches, I'm through with havin' em'
Dre bogard, he shove and he push
And start war for nothin' G.W. Bush
We be lovin' the cush, but only in the backwood
It ain't a backwood, it ain't all that good
I'm from the streets, where most need heat
But I slice a nigga up like some roast beef meat

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begin
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young niggaz at the pad throwin up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip
With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front back and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'
Jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin that GTA

Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one
Representin BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin
Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom fuckin
It ain't nuttin, they know Big be handlin
with the mac in the Ac' door paneling
Bandaging MC's, oxygen they can't breathe
Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my dick can breathe
Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches
Get smoked like dutches from the master
Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame, and them fuckin polka dots
Who rock the spot? Biggie!
You know how the weed yo, unbelievable

So what you actin for?
You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more
Somebody tell this nigga sum'un, 'fore I crack his jaw
You runnin with boys, I'm runnin with men
I'ma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten
Have y'all niggaz like, "Damnit this nigga done done it again"
I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops
I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
I'm makin wonderful figures
I don't fuck with none of you niggaz
I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
and rob every last one of you niggaz

Whenever blue tear drops are falling
And my emotional stability is leaving me
There is something I can do
I can get on the telephone and call you up baby, and
Honey I know you'll be there to relieve me
The love you give to me will free me
If you don't know the things you're dealing
I can tell you, darling, that it's Sexual Healing

I can't fool myself, I don't want nobody else to ever love me
You are my shinin' star, my guiding light, my love fantasy
There's not a minute, hour, day or night that I don't love you
You're at the top of my list 'cause I'm always thinkin' of you
I still remember in the days when I scared to touch you
How I spent my day dreamin' plannin' how to say I love you
You must have known that I had feelings deep enough to swim in
That's when you opened up your heart and you told me to come in
Oh, my love
A thousand kisses from you is never too much
I just don't wanna stop

dont leave me no bootsee shit

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