Hillwood Hustlaz Songtext
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Hillwood Hustlaz Songtext
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' Hillwood cowboy
Falfurias raised Mr. C. Coy, a.k.a. El Coyote
Creepin′ slow through the monte
Peace to my niggas in the grave and the bote
Ponte quidao, bow, wow, wow
Soy el mujado de sulda Hustletown
Blue and White Porche
Sixty thousand dollar horse
At my ranch where my butt naked maids do my chores
I slap all the demons
Get weighed on triple beamers
I got a "Dirty Harry" plus a pair of purdy Ninas
Raised on the south side of Houston
Fuck with the click and shit′ll get gruesome
Quick execution
Day of revolution
Mom wanna send me to another institution
Life is so precious
Why would you test this?
Mex out of Tex with seven S-K-S's partner
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin′ money sellin' sluts and drugs
They call me Rasheed
I smoke the bomb weed
I came up off my feet 'cause I make my block bleed
It must be on greed ′cause my boys rob Ki′s
I'm a cha-chi and forever clock cheese
I never buy knees, leave ′em bloody by Deez'
Put them in the back of a stolen Marquis
Call the Cops please ′cause this motherfucker smell
The ringin' in my ear sound like hell bells
Well this is farewell, I park parallel
Walk to the park and smoke on the carousel
We play hide and seek
And then freeze tag
Where the tag on your toe in a Police bag?
Blow green grass, still I stood to think fast
Fuck a bitch, put a hole in his little pink ass
Four, five don′t lie, don't jive, takin' hoes lives
Run up in my face and take a nose dive ′cause
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin′ money sellin' sluts and drugs
Twenty-six pistols, seventeen missiles
Take ′em all to school and give 'em early dismissal
No referees or whistles, just be the craziest
I'm in the studio like Julio Iglesias
I break truce, blast and chunk deuce
Make a few calls, tell ′em, "Let the dogs loose"
Forty-four troops, camouflage and black boots
The games will begin when the first man shoots
Separate in groups, go as low as you can stoop
Put a hole in they ass like a fuckin′ fruit loop
Shoot to kill, make 'em puke and squeal
Catch ′em while they sleepin' in they Coupe Deville
My crew is real and after y′all do this deal
I'ma take y′all niggas on vacation to Brazil
Lucious steal at the ship channel bridge
And remember the rules, no women, no kids
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
I'm a motherfuckin' Hillwood cowboy
Falfurias raised Mr. C. Coy, a.k.a. El Coyote
Creepin′ slow through the monte
Peace to my niggas in the grave and the bote
Ponte quidao, bow, wow, wow
Soy el mujado de sulda Hustletown
Blue and White Porche
Sixty thousand dollar horse
At my ranch where my butt naked maids do my chores
I slap all the demons
Get weighed on triple beamers
I got a "Dirty Harry" plus a pair of purdy Ninas
Raised on the south side of Houston
Fuck with the click and shit′ll get gruesome
Quick execution
Day of revolution
Mom wanna send me to another institution
Life is so precious
Why would you test this?
Mex out of Tex with seven S-K-S's partner
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin′ money sellin' sluts and drugs
They call me Rasheed
I smoke the bomb weed
I came up off my feet 'cause I make my block bleed
It must be on greed ′cause my boys rob Ki′s
I'm a cha-chi and forever clock cheese
I never buy knees, leave ′em bloody by Deez'
Put them in the back of a stolen Marquis
Call the Cops please ′cause this motherfucker smell
The ringin' in my ear sound like hell bells
Well this is farewell, I park parallel
Walk to the park and smoke on the carousel
We play hide and seek
And then freeze tag
Where the tag on your toe in a Police bag?
Blow green grass, still I stood to think fast
Fuck a bitch, put a hole in his little pink ass
Four, five don′t lie, don't jive, takin' hoes lives
Run up in my face and take a nose dive ′cause
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin′ money sellin' sluts and drugs
Twenty-six pistols, seventeen missiles
Take ′em all to school and give 'em early dismissal
No referees or whistles, just be the craziest
I'm in the studio like Julio Iglesias
I break truce, blast and chunk deuce
Make a few calls, tell ′em, "Let the dogs loose"
Forty-four troops, camouflage and black boots
The games will begin when the first man shoots
Separate in groups, go as low as you can stoop
Put a hole in they ass like a fuckin′ fruit loop
Shoot to kill, make 'em puke and squeal
Catch ′em while they sleepin' in they Coupe Deville
My crew is real and after y′all do this deal
I'ma take y′all niggas on vacation to Brazil
Lucious steal at the ship channel bridge
And remember the rules, no women, no kids
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin' slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
Boy you never shoulda fucked with us
We the Hillwood Hustlaz
Niggas known for bustin′ slugs
Makin' money sellin′ sluts and drugs
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