Album: 256 Hustla (Sampler)256 Hustla Feat. Big A(intro talking)
(Big A)
Ahh shit man, whats going down in leighton?
(Phaze One)
Fixxin' to hustle up some skrilla.
(Big A)
Stop by and scoop me up playa.
(Phaze One)
iight, i'll be there in a grip.
Phaze One [Verse 1]
Hustlin down in the south
Just to keep tha gold in my fuckin' mouth
Slingin' keys from o-z's
Never see this whiteboy in the dirt on hands and knees
Hard work of tha lyrickly retard mutha fuckers
Like them guys that be having hats like truckers
Fucka big rig, I'll never be spittin' tabacco
So when ya come around better act like you don't no
Who i be, whut i do's, and how i got these 200 dollar pair shoe's
On my feet, lookin leet, and why i be fuckin' on a freek-a-leek
it's none of yo mutha fuckin' brain space
Cause i know you don't wanna catch a slug to ya face
let it be known, i'm phaze one here to stay mutha fuckers!
{Chrous}
256 Hustla in tha place
Here to pop off in everyones face
You see me sporting tha 2 G phat ring
This whiteboy straight make a dollar sing
Dirty money in my pocket
Hot as a fuckin' rocket
We ain't goin' to jail "FUCK A SLAMMA!"
Cause we hustlin all threw "ALABAMA!"
Big A [Verse 2]
We big ballin' down here in tha dirty states
We copin figures that will clean out ya slates
Don't hate me cause i'm a bosshog playa
Mad cause in 96 i was tha street rap slaya
Cause i ripped out mind straight out of ya crown
Left you with 6 bucks and a big ass frown
Now we sippin' yak, blazin' a sak, straight showin' you is money you lak
Sit bak smokin a blunt, high as a mutha, straight blowed down
Semi's and Pump's claimin' my town
Sucka free area, fuck with phaze and he'll burie ya
Gone of that hydro dem niggas passin' around tha room
Layed back trippin' off eatin a god damn shroom
Pump my 12 and off to work we go
And if a hater step up it's off to hell, he should on
We some buck-a-haters up in tha club
Hooked niggas talkin about some lub
(Lub?) Hell don't ax me what that mean
I'm just off in here buckin haters lookin' for that high strong fuckin' green
If you down say BUCK-A-HATER!
BUCK-A-HATER!
I said if yo ass is down yell BUCK-A-HATER!
BUCK-A-HATER
{Chrous}
256 Hustla in tha place
Here to pop off in everyones face
You see me sporting tha 2 G phat ring
This whiteboy straight make a dollar sing
Dirty money in my pocket
Hot as a fuckin' rocket
We ain't goin' to jail "FUCK A SLAMMA!"
Cause we hustlin all threw "ALABAMA!"
Phaze One [Verse 3]
I'm back of a second term 3 years in tha rap game
Here spittin' tha wicket shit tryin' to catch sum fame
Fame and glory is what i'm lookin' for
Any bitch step outta line i'm leave tha niggas brain feelin' sore
Haters be trippin' on tha tracks i stay rippin'
Tippin' on a nigga like i'm tha bossman and i'm dippin'
Rippin kats from head to ass with no regret
to relate
And if a hater wanna hate just go ahead and let them hate
I ain't feelin' heat from punkass hater like justin franks
This bitch ain't hard, doin' phone pranks
I cought this foo in leighton and he ran and got a pig to arrest me
But i'm catch his ass and let all these mutha fuckers see
What i'm about and what i can fuckin' do
So stunned the police can just say who?
And i got tha money so call them pigs, go ahead and sue
Next time i see u i'm leave ya on tha ground, skin turnin blue
Get in my gangsta and get ya ass clapped
Fuckin with my hustle will get ya spine snapped
And i'm gone, no traces or clues for agents to find
Cause i'll be in a cave hidin' with osama, leavin' my whole life behind
{Chrous X2}
256 Hustla in tha place
Here to pop off in everyones face
You see me sporting tha 2 G phat ring
This whiteboy straight make a dollar sing
Dirty money in my pocket
Hot as a fuckin' rocket
We ain't goin' to jail "FUCK A SLAMMA!"
Cause we hustlin all threw "ALABAMA!"
Alabama ain't to be fucked with no more.
The real hustlas down here.
(Record mixs and fades off)
