Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustle, artist - Kottonmouth Kings. Album song Koast II Koast, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cleopatra, United Family
Song language: English
Hustle |
Put your money where your mouth is D-Loc ain’t playing |
I know cats like you that are broke just claiming |
Ain’t saying nothing just flapping your lips |
Just running your mouth because you can talk some shit |
Ain’t got nothing to show for busting cool ass raps |
But that’s cool with me dog, where your money at? |
I’m talking about the hustle even if your fresh see you’re wack |
I get paid homey rubber band man stacks |
Give me a five and I’ll make it a twenty |
Give me a fifty and I’ll turn into a couple a hunnies |
Give me ten g’s and I’ll show you what I can do |
Johnny Richter’s on the hustle and we grabbing loot |
I used to slang and serve sacks on a day to day basis |
Now I serve and slang raps fill my beats with bass |
It’s a game it’s a hustle we all paper chasing |
On the road for two months coming home with bacon |
You can’t stop our hustle |
You can’t stop this |
You can’t stop our hustle |
Don’t even try kid |
You can’t stop our hustle |
We world wide now |
You can’t stop our hustle |
Koast II Koast blaow |
You can’t stop our hustle |
The game’s all the same |
You can’t stop our hustle |
Just trying to make some change |
You can’t stop our hustle |
It’s time to build the stacks |
You can’t stop our hustle |
So where the hustlers at |
Everybody knows I got cops on the payroll |
So just lay low until I say so |
When that whistle blow we’ll all be splitting dough |
Nobody act dumb until the orders come |
There will be enough cheese to spread for everyone |
Making legal money and the feds hate it |
Real underdogs most underrated |
We got the underground locked branded and spaded |
Watch me get my boogie on and flex this muscle |
Ten years later D-Loc still on the hustle |
I’m a get my grind on dig them out with a shovel |
Keep stacking my chips then watch my ends bubble |
Let the double double stack them up to the ceiling |
When this shit’s all done with I’ll be worth a million |
Watch me shine just let me smoke this bud |
Let me drink this cocktail I feel like getting' fucked up |
I’m gonna hustle until the wheels fall off |
Keep on going out for mine never punching a clock |
Cause the hustle don’t stop the game waits for nobody |
Just trying to make some cash like my last name was Gotti |
Stay on the grind like Independent trucks |
Fifty fifty five-o let me know what’s up |
And you can still catch me on the streets of P-Town |
I can still add sacks all the way to a pound |
Don’t matter none what you say or what you do |
Throw salt in the game but it’s coming right back at you |
Snitches and bitches dirty rats and double crossers |
Fuck off we the underground bosses |
Fuck off like Shaggy 2 Dope said |
These are family ties we all breaking bread |
Legendary |
You eat crumbs from the table |
Wipe your mouth you’re dropped from the label |