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Correct Hillwood Hustlaz Lyrics
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[Chorus] Boy ya neva shoulda fucked with uuus We da Hillwood hustlaaaaaz Niggas known for bustin sluuugs Makin money sellin sluts and druuugs I'ma muthafuckin Hillwood cowboy 5 40 ass 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 dolla horse At my ranch where my butt naked maids do my chores I slap all the demons Get weighed on triple beamas I got a dirt hairy 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 Moms wanna send me to anotha institution Life is so precious Why would you test this? Mex out of Tex with 7 s-k-s's partna [Chorus: x2] They call me Rasheed I smoke the bomb weed I came up off my feet cause I make my block bleed It mus be on G All greed cause my boys rob ki's I'm'a cha chi ever rub her clock these I never buy g's Leave em bloody by deeezzz Put them in the back of a stolen Marquis Call the cops please cause this muthafucka smell The ringin' in my ear sound like hell's 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 But the tag on ya toe in a police bag Blow green grass But still I think fast Fuck a bitch Put a whole in his little pink ass 4 5 don't lie Don't jive Takin' hoes lives Run up in my face and take a nose dive 'Cause [Chorus: x2] Twenty six pistols Seventeen missiles Take em all to school and give em early dismissal No referees or whistles Jus 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 1st 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 ya do dis deal I'ma take ya niggas on vacation to Brazil Lose ya steal At the ship channel bridge And remember the rules No woman no kids [Chorus: x2]
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