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Lost Boyz
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Get Your Hustle On
Lyricist:Robert Alphonse, George Clinton, Bootsy Collins, Glen Faide, Samuel Jones, T Kelly, Raymond Taliek Rogers
[Incomprehensible] Queens, New York City
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
My name's Talik, I bust a new improved shoes Livin' freshy '97, it's time to flip Don't let me go, 'cuz I start to sweat Then I smoke a eleven toke, why did it get? Then I start lemon and top, more to get? Got it, now I have it, time to wet Up his crib, that's on the block Niggas wild up in silence, they on the block
It's me Freaky Tah, I'm lookin' at you man My man slide over there, yeah he pat you man On you back and he be smilin' Niggas, they be thinkin', they be wildin' I roll with my nigga P, lover B If you zonin' with him then you zonin' with me If you peepin' at them, then you peepin' at me I represent the L O S T to the B O Y Z, now now
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Niggas wanna zone out, let me zone in I'm a set it off, from the begginin' It's me Freaky Tah, and then I set it Niggas they be buggin', doo doo brown they sweat it I throw on my hoodies, my villain boots Puttin' my team down with this rap scoop Puttin' my fingers in the A and R's face
Get off my back, yo get in the race Black matter fact, yo this is where it's at This is where it be now, you know me now It's the L O to the S T, B O Y Z make the deaf hear by see Ooh, be in the front, back, niggas they be buggin' L B fam attack Now listen to I said it, I said it's all good I be buggin' up in ya neighborhood
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Niggas sayin','Lost Boyz ain't nuthin' but fakes' You got your team and they ain't nuthin' but snakes Never got shot, never ever caught a case You talk behind my back, but then you smile in my face You a fly cat now,'cuz you pushin' a beamer Lipe pone eye, you ain't nuthin' but a schemer What you workin' wit? Be the fuckin' fez X
Ty-Ty, sue this, two to your head You know the time, you know the deal Front me and let's pack the steel the steal You scared as hell, all I want to do You better get me because I'm out to get you One on one, aye yo' that's how I do I'm sneaky Freaky Tah, I'm from the Lost Boyz crew Now one for the treble, two for the bass Niggas smilin', wylin', get out my face
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Check, one, two East coast, west coast, how we do? Get your hustle on, matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
Microphone check one, two, one, two East coast, west coast, this is how we do Oh matter of fact It ain't where you from, it's where you at
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