Mr. Serv On

Mr. Serv On - Hustlin' songtekst

Je score:


 {Master P}

"nigga"

"nigga if you buyin' 10 birds"

"and Mystikal buyin' 10 birds"

"and I go in 10 a bird nigga we got 30 birds"



 {Mr.Serv-On}

Niggas bow down respect this killa

candy dilla cap pilla

legend maker take yo ho' break ha'

make ha' shake ha' ass tabletop

drop top candy painted

16 switches in tha trunk

nigga so what you want

i'm bout my hustle day & night

fuck yo life

if you play me bout my change

rearange tha game

got a block from people 7

sold it 12 mo'

before he hit tha doe'

hitem' twice

got my money and my ice fucked his wife

made ha' thick pork chops,peas,and rice

Southern dealergittin' his hustle every night

nigga pass tha dice

bail Joe on a come-up 

hit my pointgotta blaze up

me my bitch about 10 she shook that for 14

took a Gbreakin' em' off like P

I'ts tha pimp in metryin' to git my coins

anyway I can

see Tanya walk to Westbay

got my dick in hand

you gone pay me bitch to ride this stick

I know you wit this hustlin' shit

so hit yo knees trick

 (4x repeat)

 (chorus)

 {Master P}

 hustlin' day & night

 thats my life

candy painted on them gold thangs from tha rap game to tha dope game

 

 {Mystikal}

As long back as I can remember

when I was comin' up I was tryin' to git somethin'

felt like I didn't have nothin

(I had to)put in tha effort 

and tightin' up on my hustle

since spendin tha on

utilities and a mind musta

fish and chicken plate,macaroni cheez,green beanz

5 dollar supper

fuck workin menimum wadge

cause my feet hurtin' I'm musty

cause tha first time somethin' come up missin' bitch

start watchin'like I don't trust ya

and as hard as I used to work

find that shit

then i'm really fucked up

next thang you know

i'm assed out unemployed but I didn't do nothin'

try ya best to invest in my name but I keep strutin'

my financial situations gone be alrightjust gimme my check

bitch I aint stuttin ya

what ever got to do to keep focus keep from sufferin'

these niggaz don't understand

I write my tightest shit when times is tuff

sick & tired of dreamin' bout' blowin' up

chances of makin' it glowin' up

seem like it aint gone happen to me either

rate i'm goin' slow as fuck

but never no worry

wit every reward theres a struggle

and every muthafuckin' come up theres a hustle

 (4x repeat)

 (chorus)



 {Master p}

(ugh)

rip tha game and got em' tossed up

hundred G's two keys wit tha birder then we bought up

how many niggaz holla solja runnin from tha rollas

gone on that dolja hatas yall can't hold

niggaz off tha tank clockin' bank

so we jump off in them thangs

got tha cane murda in tha dope game

rappers gittin' killed

niggaz guard yo grill

i'm from tha 3rd ward

so otha niggaz better feel

tha silence of tha land

niggaz green & and ham

i be bussin' muthafuckas like cuttin' up eggs and ham

down south niggas ball

in a city like New Orleans

specilfied  for murda

thats why they call

Mystikal,and Serv-On

nigga Master P

yall want a key

nigga hit me on tha beep

non for free

it's gone for 18 5

but when you hit us niggas

check because we runnin' from tha southside 

heard

 (1x)

 (chorus)
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