Violenttimes Day
Smoothe Da Hustler
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Woo Yeah, you know what time it is, man Hustler back on deck, you dig My homie told me, if you're broke, fix it I told him, listen, I'm a mechanic, man. I bust sweats Chumps wanna know what's up, don't worry about me Worry about earthquakes and tornadoes, I'm good Yeah, it's going down, yeah Round, round, round, it's going down Let's go Round here, the shots go off Round here, we let them shots go off Cmon Round here, we let them shots go off Round here, we let them shots go off Let them off Round here, we let the shots go off Round here we let the shots go off You hear the cop sirens, glock firing That's what's going on in the hood Dudes posting up pumping That's whats going on in the hood They say it's all about smooth I'm shallow how?, but somehow I manage to drain a little more out the pool Fool, I painted pictures, departed to the rest Back to the drawing board, but I ain't hard pressed Nah, I press harder on the board I'm drawing on Your heart beats shorter than the sleeve you wore it on My heart beats stronger than the team you calling on I'm a heartbeat from your corner, dawg You ain't know Basing with the hustler is troublesome Till you have it coming to you Now you understand where I'm coming from Coming from a slum, i slumber some Dirt nap, cats curse the earth that covered them Ayo, I heard this kid cass thinking me Till he heard them gates, murder was the case Now he's free You got respect to pay You ever saw a walking car crash You were drinking two steps away You wear your heart on your sleeve, your name on your belt Pull it together before I put your brain somewhere else I'm a trendsetter, shotgun bench presser Train chin checker, tailor made trim tester The G-Pack packager, the eat that Eat cap, lean back, now feed that back to her I told old girl to hurry it up Hitting the George Bush I watched the John carry her stuff I sold crack to stack Throw it back in the pack My little dude he cool He hold my gat in his lap Bust a move, he bust a dude sit back in the lac I put him on this morn Showed him a cracker to jack Dressed to kill I outfitted the outfit Get it Out with it or out with it You out with it I'm bout getting it House hitting, you couch ridden I figured if I house rid of him, his spouse getting it Happy Violent Times Day, nigga
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Written by: Damon Smith
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