MAHARAJI & SHYS-T

MAHARAJI & SHYS-T - Guerilla Hustle lyrics

rate me

This is for you hustlin' ass motherfuckers

Who don't punch no fuckin' clock - real motherfuckers

I got mo' remedy than legs on a centipede, they can get ya stem n'seed I can get ya betta weed

Cause 1 hit of my Northwest bombay, and you'll be drivin' down a one way goin' the wrong way

My competition be talkin' long squawk, but can't fade this I'm a walkin' pawn shop

Don't trip still mad that I burnt ya twice, well this time I'll let ya sample the merchandise

Cause I must get paper, under surveillance so I stay on foot and park the scraper

They can't catch what they can't see believe, I just made numerous G's with ease

Got degree's in all street buidness, remember my face cause I'm the one that did this

I ain't a Gangsta, I'm a hustla pro at turnin' nuttin into somthin' motherfucker

Seattle 206 Evergreen State, evergreen ballers with evergreen hate

Top notches platinum plus, big screenin' baby Westcoast dulo keep it on the hush

Ooo what is this a cut from the black seahawk... me n' my niggas v.I.p. catwalk

Out ta snatch a supa-bad that's tight, I'm glowed from the bomb leanin' hard to my right

Who's the click that kicks it like we do, respect the vets wearin' Mariners dark blue

From Paul Allen Emerald Down stallion, niggas wanna fuck with the E-Room battalion

Street savage managin' my cabbage, do it cause I said-so I gotta live lavvage

Terrible, unbearable, solid and un-scarable test me pigs call pigs to arrest me

I'm pickin' the place you pick the format, pedigree not stepped on like a doormat

Real chop I can get ya that pill-pop, maybe a hearing bone fa ya Lady that she'll rock

I'll-knock fa Sho' beats fa ya lo, clarion fa ya deck 2 fity plus respect

Say now I cut my prices way down, takin' western union, spare change, and pay-pal

I'm flippin shit that I don't even see, sell it to you before they sell it to me I gotta eat

Keep my big game quiet my main hustle private, ya flyin' on psilocybin I'm the pilot

Women bring the money ta me cause theoretically, I'm genetically mac strong from heredity

I'm on guidess hustlin' from fetus, game don't stop ya hate us but still need us homie

This is that shit, Said-So, Guerilla Hustlin'

Mix-a-Lot camp, keep it Guerilla, Seatown vets, Westcoast bitch

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