Screwball - H-o-s-t-l-e Lyrics
[intro]Thats 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 hes ready to playThats right yawl, its hostyle today[verse 1]Yo yo, yoWoke up in tha morning and my eggs was partTurned on tha ***** 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 swellIm like why cant, a brother cant rise upAll Im hearing is clobbers, hung upLighted some butter, wu tighten my gutterShouted lover, to those hungryPut holes in they clothes***** niggas throwing weak shit in tha gameOn tha streets, smoking dough and leak on tha heap[chorus]H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha drug pushers and face mushers)Those them types that ***** 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 ***** 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 ***** wit me(this is serious b-i)H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha thug chicks who loved it)Those them types that ***** wit me(lets get this money till we die)[verse 2]Climax a vocal, like tha local weed spotDime bags I go through, Im at tha penical of smoke signalsTrees 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 qauter after three, and smacker her on tha ass cheekGhetto thug classy, if you ask me, if you ask me[chorus]H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha drug pushers and face mushers)Those them types that ***** 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 ***** 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 ***** wit me(this is serious b-i)H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha thug chicks who loved it)Those them types that ***** wit me(lets get this money till we die)[bridge]To all dem types that ***** wit meFor qb and so on, tha hyrdro crewMike heron, jerry familarAnd my enginer, max zzzzz (zzzzz zzzzz)Mo greens babyTo my man untouchable violence, what upThis our dudes, prince from pa ruleYeah to tha mobb deep, and to tha infamous mobbThats right, girl j nicky brownTo my three kids, get down babyYeah, its on, fredrick and my man calitoWhat, to all my people, ughTha who hand clique, terrific mud explicit[chorus]H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha drug pushers and face mushers)Those them types that ***** 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 ***** 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 ***** wit me(this is serious b-i)H-o-s-t-y-l-e(tha thug chicks who loved it)Those them types that ***** wit me(lets get this money till we die)*fading out*
