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Screwball

H-O-S-T-Y-L-E (Radio Edit) *

  rap  hip-hop  underground hip-hop  east coast rap  queensbridge
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Текст песни Screwball - H-O-S-T-Y-L-E (Radio Edit) *

Screwball - H-O-S-T-Y-L-E (Radio Edit) * слова песни

* not "edited" for censorship but to contain a new third verse[Intro]That`s right ugh, check it outBack in tha days where tha people were freshIt was one mc who had to pass tha testHe was down by law, and he`s ready to playThat`s right yawl, it`s hostyle today[Hostyle]Yo yo, yoWoke up in tha morning and my eggs was partTurned on tha boob toob saw tha million man marchTha cops in DC, had to play scaredGotta a, warn in plans looking at tha quaters of FranceAnts in my pants so i dips in tha doorPicked up tha keys, caught a telephone callShe yelling bones in my sounds swellI`m like why can`t, a brother can`t rise upAll i`m hearing is clobbers, hung upLighted some butter, food tight in my gutterShouted lover, to those hungryPut holes in they clothesBitch niggas throwing weak shit in tha gameOn tha streets, smoking dough and leak on tha heapChorus: HostyleH-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha drug pushers and face mushers)Those them types that fuck wit me (throw ya henny in tha sky)H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha bread winners, tha money getters)Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this m-o-n-e-y)H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha henny guzzelers, and tha henny huzzelers)Those them types that fuck wit me (this is serious b-i)H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha thug chicks who love dick)Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this money till we die)[Hostyle]Climax a vocal, like tha local weed spotDime bags i go through, I`m at tha penical of smoke signalsTree`s in a tight squeeze, night breezeFor i blow hair might freeze, somebody give me a light pleaseMatter fact I got matches I strike these donSon where you coming from, vernon fourty oneHere ya shorty come, know she calling me for whatShe ignoring me, unless she horny and I got some trojans on meI just stop start smiling, hands on her hips posing for meI limped over wit laughterTold me to meet me a quarter after three, and smacked her on the ass cheekGhetto thug classy, if you ask me, if you ask meChorus[Hostyle]Aiyyo its Queensbridge, Kyron, KL, and Poet is who I flow withAnd you know it that (Those tha types that fuck with me)And stuck with me thick and thin Industry dog kickin in, ways wicked to winMo` green baby, attendin the warfare, yeah it all seems crazyHAAA`STYLE, yeah I fiend for the gravySCREWBALL, yeah we ?need to? like babiesDogs locked up in the kennelGoing at the pops, calling the kennel blackCock the metal back, and settle thatVibe level that, rhyme rebel rap, so I don`t miss itYeah, we the who head click so everybody twist itChorus

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