Testo Hustle or Hate Intro - Kidd Kidd
Testo della canzone Hustle or Hate Intro (Kidd Kidd), tratta dall'album Hustle or Hate
I want to welcome you to Hustle or Hate
Back to back to back nigga, you know what I'm saying
For one I'd like to thank everybody
That's supporting The Real right now
By even downloading this
Whether you bought it
Whether you stole it from your cousin
You hear me
That's right, believe that
Feel me
That's a fact
Hustle or Hate nigga, you hear me
Welcome y'all to some of the greatest shit
You'll ever hear in your motherfucking life man
Go ask your favorite niggas
Hate me, lie niggas, down me
You gotta show them better than you can tell them
They ain't on the shit I'm on
I did this shit on my own
Look at the shit that I own
Thought I fell off, bitch, I'm on
Should've been gave me the throne
Been throwed off, I'm thrown
Niggas saying they want beef
I'm a filet de mignon
You was taking too long
Wrong one to play with, I'm grown
I gotta keep it right
And learn to stop taking shit wrong
It's like taking a loan
You gotta pay for this song
If you ain't knew by now
I'm making it known
Talking racks on my phone
Can you imagine my tone
Hugging my mama
You ain't gotta work, kick back at home
I used to have a lot of work
I mean pockets full of stones
My homies used to go to work
I laughed at their uniforms
Like fuck a nine to five
I had nine for fives
A.M. to P.M., nine to nine
Me and my niggas traded guns
Take this nine for this nine
An eye for an eye
The blind leading the blind
I'm peeking through the blind
I'm speeding through the signs
I read between the lines
I seek until I find
It's deeper than these rhymes
Evil in disguise
I'm peeping through the eyes
Of an eagle in the sky
I see your demise
They gon' celebrate the dead
Single demise
Your team gon' divide if you can't equalize
Niggas ain't real
They just telling real lies
And we all real lies
I got a Rolex on me
And Rolex with me
Say these niggas is pussy
Keep some Kotex with me
Having sex in the city
It's like Sex and the City
Cause she sex in the city
But she sexy to plenty
And my homie called Winners
Yeah he next cause we winning
And my neck is a blizzard
Cut the lawn for the snakes
Fresh step on the lizard
Where's the stick like a wizard
Got a click like the RZA
Style a bitch like scissor
Cut her off like scissors
With my sword like a fencer
Don't mean to sound offensive
But fuck you if I offend you
All of y'all niggas on the menu
Oh despicable me
You should be my minion
This that raw shit
)th ward shit
I don't rap, bitch I hawk spit
Cause I'm all spit
Got the world in my hands
And my gun under my armpit
You should forfeit
My shoes won't fit
On a nigga that just talk shit
Like they ass in they mouth
I'm flyer than that piece of paper
That you handing out
With my name on it
With my shit coming out
Hustle or hate
I'ma show you what it's about nigga
You see we lost a lot to the struggle
You know what it is man
Speak of the devil and he appear
Hustle or hate us, that route
(Outro)
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Writer(s): Curtis Stewart
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