Husalah

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[Verse 1:]

Nigga this is, dope shit for real niggas to mob to

Husalah Husalah if I, need to remind you

Thirty-six shots on my side dude

If it's really on suckas die when I slide through

Plus I got twenty-fours on the drop

Knockin' hoes on the spot off top

Nigga my gun go dumb blam mob shit dumb slap

Everytime the Husalah rap boppas get dumb ready

I fuck wid work not sluts they both come in heavy

White shit two times on my frouton

Either with ya wife or crack my face a coupon

That's low price Sally toss a crouton

Hold crack in ya butt bitch the Hus real

Plus I got a left cross that'll slap and leave a nigga stiff

Leave a nigga like a bootleg tape

When I rip a nigga wid this razor in his face grace his face

Everytime I did the '73 Caprice they see the whip is way older than me

Out listenin' to the stupid freaks

Slick Rick Freaky James in the trunk

When I dump on a punk nigga what it's young Hus

[HOOK:]

Ya say one thing and do another

Creepin' but the Husalah's ready for the smother

My niggas'll kill you, killlll youuuu

Ya say one thing and do another

Creepin' but the Husalah ready for the funk man

My niggas'll kill you we ready for the smother

[Verse 2:]

I write music in the dark off the beat of my heart on a cold, block

Waitin' for the heat to spark

Itchin' for the sun to go down

Cause when my shiver start

If it's all to ya eyes keep fuckin' wid the Husalah

Cause from my stand point I'm seein' niggas self destruct

It's not cool how my day to day life go

Big rims and rifles high guy where my knife'll go

It's the violation committed by alleged defendant

My DNA real mob I'm a royal defendant

A royal descendant of pure hustlin' Dominicans

Niggas oil and chickens

And padico coke for milk that niggas is sniffin'
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Simply to make it simplistic, my building's terrific

I feel it, what niggas tryna do but lace me wid the mob

I'm resurrectin' the era of '94 just to make it pop

And when it's dumb ass back lit we stack chips

Whether we stack bricks or learn from this rap shit

I come through wid the fifty round and clack shit

Clack clack cla-clack like I hits dome called

Dome called dome called body shit

[HOOK]

[Verse 3:]

Every since I, was a young buck nigga

I ain't never in my life been a young punk nigga

Known for my knock outs and dumpin' on niggas

I ain't talkin' bout suckas ya had to be stone killas

And that's the way we got our stripes yo

I swear to God my whole life I sold coke white bro

Never had a chance to take a flick wid a prom date

Never seen the tenth grade let alone graduate

And that's sad for ya nig but I was lovin' it

Soakin' hella game from the OG's that was fuckin' wid

Nino G-Mac west on a late night hype

He caught a hot one took eight

Them pack of wolves tried to give him life

I was out there wid Ruler that night

He went down got back like nine zips of cooked crack

These fake rappers keep dreamin' man

Most my nights I cooked and sleep in the evenings man

But you could only feel it if you lived that life tho

This the type of shit I think about at night bro

Killing, drug dealing, and prostitution

Upholdin' the fifth amendment of the constitution

Homie said he's wid the shit but never got arrested

Wearing a stop snitchin' shirt, but you the one tellin'

Now ya only gettin' seen in remote towns

Pop up in the Bay and get yo bitch ass mowed down

[Talking:]

It's the Mob we the main event nigga

You know what I'm sayin'?

Boss gang my niggas but we gon' keep it lit tho nigga

You feel me?

Niggas talkin' bout killing

That's some funny shit

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