Ice Cube

Ice Cube - Supreme Hustle lyrics

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Don Dadaa  uhh  uhh  yeah
 You can't see me  but you can feel me
 You can feel me  you can feel me

 It's the world  famous  supreme team show  supreme team show...{x2}
 uhh  look at me

 (verse one) {1:09}
 I be the one that you love to hate
 I be the one that's from out of state
 I be the one with the nickle plate
 I be the one with the mean face
 I be the one with the bad taste
 I be the one that you worry 'bout
 I be the one that make ya hurry out
 I be the one that make your mama shout
 I be the one that's the cleanest (fo' sho')
 I be the one with the niggas and guns that's the meanest (let 'em know)

 (chorus) {1:32}
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (whatcha call it?)
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (yeah yeah)

 (verse two) {1:43}
 You be the one that we laugh at (ha ha)
 You be the one that can't have that (uh uhn)
 You be the one to get your ass cracked (crack!)
 You be the one that's takin' live rounds
 You be the one thats got to run from them bloodhounds
 You be the one with the eight babies
 My seven ladies, still dressin' like the eighties
 You be the one that just checked in emergency
 You be the one thats a die, in need of surgery

 (chorus) {2:06}
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (ready)
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle

 It's the world, famous, supreme team show, supreme team show...{x2}

 (verse three) {2:28}
 We be the ones that your woman love
 We be the ones that your fellas hug
 We be the ones that you jellous of
 We be the ones with the big guns
 We be the ones with the six-uns
 You should get one
 We be the ones with the dirty spirits
 We be the ones with them bomb ass dirty lyrics
 We be the ones that your kids like
 We be the ones that make you beat your wife
 And hate your life (tell 'em)

 (chorus) {2:51}
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (yeah yeah)
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (brrrrmph)

 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (uh huh)
 Supreme hustle (uh huh), I got supreme muscle (yep)
 I call em team tustle (automatic)

 uh huh, yep, uh huh, yep

 It's the world, famous, supreme team show, supreme team show...{x2}

 (outro) {3:35}
 You got to hustle a dot, no lie to all my people that's down to survive
 Gone and ride
 Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
 Gone and ride
 Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
 Gone and ride
 Hustle a dot, no lie, to all my people that's down to survive
 Gone and ride

 Get ya ride on (gone and ride)
 Hustle mang hustle mang (gone and ride)
 It's automatic
 Ice Cube; incredible, yeah
 I'm on the grind all the time
 Hustle mang, hustle mang, hustle mang
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Copyrights:

Author: Carl Thompson, Loren Hill, O'Shea Jackson, Rich Shelton, Woody Cunningham

Composer: ?

Publisher: Priority Records LLC

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: English

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