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NOREAGA lyrics - Melvin Flynt - Da Hustler

Da Hustla

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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 Chorus:2x 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 loc 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! Chorus 2x

High Price, Small Reward

Genius "Beneath the Surface"
[GZA] I wiped the chrome off wit the dust cloth 'Fore I bust off What's the cause, life loss, high price to pay For a small reward, kill for that Bushwick and Horsely broad I provided the jump cables, through to boost the mini-pack Based on the drama unfolding in a track I dont' hold back, I spare no one Swords swing like shogun, now who want it? You see the truth, then act upon it Or feel the fire's fore view Ain't a MC that I hit can pull through That niggas are like kid, flashin plastic tools Unaware of the most-year dynastic rule, what stupid! [Masta Killa] Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were written Sittin at the window of the grand old earths Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat Cuz some savage niggas are lost beyond reach Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance Left to wonder the streets and experiment wit devilish men Violent, felon offenders, supreme folders One-twenty bomb holders let em off and explode The battefield haunting the daunting Wu-Tang dance deadly emits six pence Spiral rifle, barrel pointed, elastic noose Plastic head wrapped stifle, survival Tribal, title secret rival ?Archual? subliminal message throwin Bitch niggas holdin on labels Mic cables, capable of slowin down jets on deck Fuckin you straight through continuously Justice, wit more of the critical penital Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on cheat Drummer bills is the street prophecies fulfilled Better chill, currents to the invited Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on they way home Snatch poems from clones, we got it sewn

The World Is Changing

Fatal Hussein "In The Line Of Fire"
[Singer] oohhhh(hold note) [Voice] Tell'em where you come in tell that fake nigga where you come in [Singer] oohhhh(hold note) [Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous I see a whole bunch of suckers Verse one Won't you niggas take a look at a real thug and see why ya bitches get suspicious and peal slugs at me til the day I die high muthafucker tryin' to think of somethin' other then dyin' what the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this I know it's heaven for G's, M-11 to squeeze 'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made jealous ass niggas, switchin' up like a switch blade life is what you make it, I'm make it in dope my dog died in tail cell, shakin' from rope it's only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay from escapade, profess you chest and laid put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash in other words, keep your shit cocked shootin' for cash Chorus [Singer]- Life ain't what, it used to be babbbyyy it's so easy, the world is changin' will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light? the world is changin' Verse two My next kin to crew, is a selected few if you don't fuck wit me, they won't bust at you I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back in this world thats all black, more critical wit tha mack are Russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck'em all ? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all yall niggas goin' despice on me, makin' thugs out you suckas come and ride for me, dyin' is the hardest part of livin' ya life talkin' slick, after tellin' me that bitch was ya wife so your fiancee, probably goin' wild for me I write a letter to my un-born child and tell my baby girl to smile for me Chorus Verse three Bumpin', jumpin' from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten's on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz approach hard, slidin' speed roads, from the coast guard better warn you, befo I put somethin' on you and it your folks hard, that Henny mix rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' cuz, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha Hussein been it, affendin' ya little dogs puttin' thugs on a stretcher, so suffer look at her wiggle, and don't touch her must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her you ain't a playa(nigga), while you ridin' a bitch and ain't a ridah, now you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched once she go thug, so always be thugged remember that son, all I want is action won't hesitate to clap one, the east and the west got me packed and stressed, but through the pain all I'm tryin' to , is gain happiness why don't you niggas, take a look at a real thug and see, why these suckas tryin' ball on me, me god Chorus Makaveli to don, Kadafi rest in peace (Makaveli to don) [Singer]- Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light the world is changin', ooohhhhh

New Song

SUBLIME "40 Oz. To Freedom"
I heard that payback's a mother fuckin' bitch, But I won't stress and I won't switch, And I would not take my life Glory please, my God The only thing on my mind Takes up all of my time And I said, oh Runnin' from a gun Or some brain that weighs a ton And my God, it hurts to get so low Searchin' throgh the car Cold, still searchin' through the night I think I would run, to you But I refuse to fuss and fight And God may find a reason Well I'm sure you'll find the rhyme Because it takes up nearly all my time He who stands for freedom God knows I got the number, but Maybe I just use too much I was sittin' in that bar Now I'm sittin' in that stolen car Cold, still rollin' down the boulevard Saw you with a gleam And the microphone scene Think I would run, to you But I know I won't live for me 'Cause I know, God's got the reason And the rhyme And please tell me Why it takes up all my time? I've been drinking, just like you And baby, you got something I can use Payback's a mother fuckin' blast, But I won't stress and I won't blast, And I would not take my life Glory please, my God Coming from Heaven above Takes up all of my time And I said Why must I feel like that? Runnin' from a gun And some brain that weighs a ton You know I did that line for Flava' Flave But all the DJ's do it, All the DJ's use it I would run I would switch But I wanna be the same And I know I'll find a reason 'Cause I always bust a rhyme Because it takes up nearly all my time, yeah 'T,' it stands for treason, The 'D' here stands for dove And maybe I just use too Maybe I'm just used too Maybe I'm just used too much Boom

Da Game

LOST BOYZ "Legal Drug Money"
YO I NEEDS DOUGH YOU NEEDS DOUGH WE NEEDS DOUGH SO YO (X4) VERSE ONE (MR CHEEKS) PUT ON MY THINKIN CAP DONT KNOW TO RAP ABOUT THE NIGGAS GETTIN OUTTA STATE TRAP LIVIN DAT YO WHUTS UP BLACK WELL ITS MY THIRD DAY HOME AND NOT A CENT TO MY NAME NO JOBS THEY CLAIM IM BACK IN THE DRUG GAME I NEED SOME MONEY IN A HURRY IM SINGIN MY BABY BOY TROY HE'LL BE TWO NEXT FEBRUARY IM IN THE CRIB WIT MY MAN MY NIGGA VAN DAM AN WERE THINKIN OF AN OUTTA STATE PLAN PEEP IT MY MAN ROLLA DOUGHS FLYIN UP ON FRIDAY HES BUY'N A HALF AN BOUNCIN BACK ON THE HIGHWAY NOW FRIDAY COMES MOMS IS BEEFIN CAUSE IM CURSIN SHE SMELLS CHEEB ON ME IMA WHOLE DIFFERENT PERSON WELL I GUESS IM GOIN TA CHEET SHE UNDERSTOOD THE CHAT NOW CALL ME WHEN YA GET THERE AN TELL ME WHERE YOU AT ALL RITE MA I CHECKED OUT ALL MY NIGGAS THEN WE JETTED WIT FIFTY BALLS A PEICE BROUGHT A PEICE FOR UNLEADED SMOKIN BLUNTS FORTY OUNCIN G AND P BOUNCIN THIS IS HOW WE DO WES THE LOST BOYZ CREW CHORUS WE IN THE GAME THE BITCHES THE MONEY THE CARS (X4) VERSE TWO (MR CHEEKS) DREAMS IN THE HEAD WE GONNA BLOW 46 BALLS A PEICE AN EACH GOT AN O IN THE TRUNK PUNK WE BOUNCIN TO JAMAICA QUEENS FUNK AN INSIDE THE BLUNT 21 SKUNK WERE HEADED FOR THE BELLY AN WERE ENTERIN THE MOUTH NIGGAS IN THE HAT BLACK AN YO WE HEADED SOUTH NOW THAT DONT LOOK RITE BUT LISTEN BLACK WE BE AIIGHT SMOKIN BLUNTS BY THE BOXES GHETTO CHAMPAIGNE IS CHILL STOP BACK THE FIRST BIT BOYS FOR GAS AN A MEAL NOW EVERYBODIES LOOKIN AT THE NIGGAS FROM NEW YORK FIELD JACKETS ON AN THEY PEEP AS WE TALK I SAY TO PRETTY LOU WELL LOOK A ROLLA DOUGHS HAT I WANT ONE OF THEM SHITS BY THE TIME I GETS BACK WE GOT THE GAS ATE A MEAL ON THE ROAD ONCE AGAIN TALIQS ON THE BLUNT G AN P'S ON THE HENN CHORUS VERSE THREE (MR CHEEKS) NOW WE REACHED THE DESTINATION 1 OCLOCK ON THE DOT WENT TO CHECK OUT THE SPOT ITS RITE NEXT TO A LOT WE JUMPED OUT THE CAR WE GOT THE WHOLE TOWN STARIN AT THE NEW YORK CITY PLATES AN THE TOUGH SHIT WE WEARIN I GUESS IT ALL SEEMS THAT WE CAME TO CAUSE RACKET MY NIGGAS IN THE ACK AN EACH GOT A FIELD JACKET A WEEK DOWN THE LINE WE GOT SHIT ON THE BALL EVERY SINGLE DAY WE GETTIN FRESH IN THE MALL TROOPIN PLUS WE GOT THE CAR WASH MOVIN WE GETTIN OUR CONNECTS FROM A CUBAN NAMED RUBIN HANGIN OUTTA STATE PO NINE IS A PEASANT LIVIN IN THE PARK BUT IN THE PARK IT AINT SO PRESENT CHORUS

A Hold On Hip Hop

Bad A$$
[Featuring The Lady Of Rage, Legacy] (C-Style sample goes throughout the whole song: Now that's some gangsta ) Verse 1: [The Lady Of Rage] Now we gonna do what we do, uh Rage and that Lowlife crew, uh Break it on down for the mind, uh Break it on down for the rhyme, ha Ain't no shit for my fashion On how I bake MC's like Alaska King crap, it's to see Daz put it on the ring, uh They don't want to rock it They don't wanna fuck around, with Rage when I fuck up Come in, fuckin' is human Tell me what was you assuming That Rage couldn't come with the full I roll with the thunder Put you straight under Dodi, Diana, Princess This woman's makin' wonders They here to take hardest, regardless fools Like Tray Deee, I come down like bars to full I got nothing to lose I fill my war with booze Too hard to ball, so I could use to blues When I cut the glass to blast And break it down to up And I fuck on they asses Rage and Bad Azz Two motherfuckin' bad asses Is ready makin' in me Set yourself back while The Legacy continue Verse 2: [Legacy] It's quite hard to make 'em stay In mind while I rhyme Everyday, cause rhyme got no time to waste time Now I'm a prime (?) No need to blast this bitch Right in his ass for a time I came and this true game I maintain Lowlife up in no strain Got this arrow queen's brain Fuck I made a little money Got no cherish single buddy Weeded and honey Dope, we played it Just became it We take it almost ready cause my shit is lethal And all I see will be my people Livin' up deepful For all my younger people Do your thing and just cock Cause we ain't got home 'for the struggle Verse 3: [Bad Azz] I got no gun, high My life will end up I life everyday Got my life on ends but I still got a little bit of hope for tomorrow Finally have a little (?) And for mine I get around these punks now And by rappers ain't achievin' Like Francis' gun Life backwards Death's an unforbiddeble fact And it's the ignorant Nigga That'll run up on the strap I'm back I do some amazing thing And on the track like siesta Plurt your brains Fuck, battle make you strong Bangin' like this Like put your name real small, at the bottom of the list I go get And rhymin' like thinkin' bout death There's no escape No decisions to make Ain't nothing left The Legacy and Bad The same page is for Rage And little Lowlifes' smart Like the world is our thing Now that's that I'm caught in the wars for yards They keep it real through the struggle Cause we all wanna ball Bust mine I got back and smacked your words We never be soft That's why I came to get you a girl Since Rage's at the top The whole world stop We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop Since Legacy is the top The whole world stop We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop Since Bad Azz is the top The whole world stop We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop Since Dogg Pound's at the top The whole world stop We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop

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