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Urban Dance Squad - Da Hustla lyrics
Niggas might as well (Yeah!)
 niggas might as well fuck with me anyway
 I got that fire green ha (Haaaaa!)
Verse 1:Noreaga
 The way I rhyme sometimes,is reflect my style
 When I speak to hoes, Yo i always be foul
 Ask em do they suck dick, can they ride me wild
 Here's the day, sit down, lay down,Joe Brown
 Here go the low down
 Niggas just need to slow down
 Melvin what! Yo from as good as it gets
 Ya know now, need to slow down, nigga hold down
 Flip from Larry, Ya know I hail with my marry
 Holla when you hear me, respect me or fear me
 Love me or hate me, but you gotta just hear me
 Listen to superthug, listen to sometimes
 Listen to halfbaked, and listen when thugs rhyme
 I aint the best yet, but i'm next in line
 It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
 It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
 It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme
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 I'm just a hustla doin what the hustla's do
 I'm just a hustla hustlin with my hustlin crew
 I just hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle
Verse 2: Noreaga
 yo, I buy twenty for ten dollars, sell it for thirty
 take that thirty dollars and I just buy four grams
 take that two grand, take like four of my mans
 go down to main street then wastelands
 whut up, china man, china man, need some coke?
 his girl do the wild thing like she know tone locUrban Dance Squad - Da Hustla - http://motolyrics.com/urban-dance-squad/da-hustla-lyrics.html
 she be shakin her ass and love to smoke
 let her hit the weed, yo hit the weed
 let her hit the weed til she ready to go
 I roll a philly skinny, and you know I got plenty
 conservitive thug like i'm holdin a penny
 jenny craig or jenny jones but bitch it's jenny
 i'm like nore springer, no ring on my finger
 in and out of cells like a bell ringer
 i'm like hip hop yall niggas is rap singers
 and I hate yall you get the middle finger
Chorus 2x
Verse 3: Maze
 Yo yo, now when my pen glow, there's no stoppin my zone
 and while yall niggas clone, everything i'm spittin is shown
 in my life even now and before
 I did us all, the crystal ball in front of me say stay hungry and raw
 I pop everything three's, from my shell to my bottoms
 i'm aware, when you shinin niggas watch you
 I walk these ??conple?? stones alone shit is hostile
 apostle in this grown and known from my eyes view
Verse 4: Musolini
 Comin out the hood, we aint have to many choices to live
 niggas hustled tryin to duck bids we learned as kids
 how to sell drugs, cook grams, and get dubs young thug
 snake niggas aint got no love
 the same way I pump packs
 the same way i spit on these cats
 the same way it reflect in my raps
 let the dro blow, holdin the fo fo, like BIG kickin in the doe yo
 find me with Maze on doe low!
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