Lyrics:
shout out to Will Smith
Cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world
and swapped for 'em
They were sleepin', I made 'em stop snorin'
Made 'em break out the popcorn
Now I've been hip hop in its tip-top form
Since N.W.A. was
Now I've been hip hop in its tip-top form
Since N.W.A. was blarin' through my car windows
Leaning on the horn, screamin', "Fuck the police" like cop
overstand
It take two to become a thang
So let's do our thang
Pop the top on that bub
Pour it up gwan n get loose
Only got one night
So tonight we raise
the top then bring family with me,
God gave me talent with this music imma always spit it,
Write it my with heart and let my soul tell it in the booth,
Even
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
'Cause that would blow me 'round the world in a day
They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap
Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way
'Cause that would blow me 'round the world in a day
on top of the world
But I’m still under a rock
Everytime I spit some shit it’s like all of my friends wanna see me flop
They don’t want me at the top
Where
think I'm charming
Wanna top me like a beanie
Wanna eat me like a bean pie
Serving beans ain't recruited by Farrakhan
And I'm pro-black all the back
my block, still doing my thang
Trunk full of bang, holding A.B.N. gang
Screwed up click, I'm a let the world know
Before it's all over, we gon' make
Dedicated to all the DJ's and dance crews all around the world
(Tech N9ne)
Don't nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment
We're coming for all
to go all the way
Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie
[All the way]
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
[All the way, all
Title: Hustle Wont Stop
Written by: LE
Hook:
2X : As long as I’m breathing know the hustle won’t stooo-oop
we keep grind’n even though we
of
Staring at her ass while she twerking in the mirror
Top notch bad chick listen girl I hear ya
Private lap dance na the team gone share ya
Grab her by
to take over the world, so I called up my guy for a summit
Need a break from the bullshit, I gather my boys and we hit up N.Y. to go clubbing
No mask
you rockin with the best, the S
N double O-P, your grandmama know me
So for all my homegirls and all my homies
Ain't no limit picnic and it's on me
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
to soon
Too many bitches I can't chose
Im takin these dubs, nah, I can't lose
Feel like I'm on top of the moon
Fuck it I'm on top world
Spending all
I did my best to pass the system they created
Been through a lot, I seen real, n I seen fake shit
This world done things to me I swear should make me
sum ima take matters into my own hands and get dis nigga paid we like tha new frankie Beverly n maze but we gon do dis shit tha ski mask way
proud
Like mama look
Im 17 n a virgin
In a world that turn
On love n sex
I ain't put it in no oven
But I'm 18 now
But burning now
Cause I hopped up in her
the millimeter twisted!
Bow to me!
Six six triple eight forty six ninty nine three!
So beware
On top of the world
It's mine! Look ma I made it!
Satan delayed it
the world's most dangerous group n w a
Ay ay
[Butch Cassidy]
Our rise it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hatin', fakin', schemin'
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