Hustler Muzik Lyrics

Just dumped a 30 round we ain't shooting Curry shooting David West

You know these chops around if he talking crazy hit em in the chest

You know we laid em down give his mom tissues I know she upset

The windows coming down see that nigga running he can't catch his breath

Got a .357 and it do the job

Get a nigga knocked if he ever say RCB the mob

I'm tired of this bitch throw her to Marr watch him catch the lob

He didn't do shit but he look sweet so we got him robbed

Got a P226 with hollow points ima use it well

Nigga come get yo bitch head good but she got a smell

Bullets ringing out got em ducking louder than a bell

I would send him to God but he a bitch so send him straight to hell

Niggas these chops around these niggas know better that's why I never beef

Nigga these cops around yo nigga run his mouth we get him out the street

Nigga you stay in bounds better watch yo tone when you talk to me

These bullets making sounds better get down it's a 223 bitch