Try Hustle Me — текст песни (Bizzy Bone)

[Chorus]
Don`t try to hustle me
Better getcha dolla dolla
Better getcha paper, man
Don`t try ta hustle meh
I ain`t no dummy, man

Gonna getcha..
Gonna getcha..
Gonna getcha..

[Verse 1]
My inspiration enlights this vision, smokin this purple
This sticky icky is the medicine that it didn`t on commercials
The cyclical nature of niggaz gotten me by this oracle
Documented for planted a wagon
Draggin historical like morbital, suspended in space
Rappin in circles
We ain`t winnin but we is as crazy as fuck
Upclose and personal, preminitions of the gloriest
Dated, we`ll be victorious, so many different choices
These fake niggaz is poisonous
Damn I need ta kill the noises
Heaven`s gonna rolls Royces
But the Posse is just so boisterous
And noises only the poisonous
Hollywood couples swingin` and the people you won`t believe
got woman that are weedin with women
And Adam is sleeping with Steve
It`s complicated to me
If it`s complicated to see and it`s complicated to love
Then it`s complicated to be, and if it`s complicated to be
And they confiscated the key
when coke down in Columbia only costs you a `G`
cocksuckers..


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[Verse 2]
Outta the Seven Sector conservativecy regime
Where the Panthers they don`t have knowledge they needed to fully achieve
The prophet, he is giving me structures for Armaggedon cuz it`s coming
The Seven Signers are beside me, be runnin to the war-drummin
The (?) was fully commmitted, without a reason they want me to preach the love
Are you crazy?
It`s killin season, I`m bleedin all over the speaker
My spirit is gettin much stronger
Look, the enemy is gettin much weaker
It`s Bizzy the Kid, thats demonic
Revelations and horses, Double-X-Lin` the sources, Battlin the darker forces
They assinated my leader
And Lil Capo we need to kill in harmony from heaven
Seven automatic weapons

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