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• Artiste: Marc Live
• Titre: Where's Your Hustle?
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(feat. Smoothe Da Hustler) [Chorus x2: Marc Live] Where's your hustle? Where you from? What's your street rep? What have you done? I don't know you yet, you're not a legend Fuck your block, you a regular nigga [Marc Live] Yo... this is my brand new debut Welcome to my, twisted life, you'll risk your life I grew up where the streets are dark And - kids sell and go to hell in one night And chicks snitch so quick, yo in milliseconds The villains home invade, comin to get'cha My whole level is, gutterest Dead to rights, no strings attached Uhh, but not the fun and games Niggaz is backwards, I rip their backs off Yeah, your team is not thorough Studio kingpin, I'm pullin your ink pen Stop writin (stop writin...) And if you write in your head, stop thinkin Stop talkin (uhh...) You Sean Penn nigga, "Dead Man Walking" [Chorus] [Smoothe Da Hustler] Nigga we shut shit down like the marshalls Padlock and chain, dead cock, padlock your brain Cats with keys/ki's get chased out the street BAM! Ran over by my man Landrover Jeep I creep, stand over with heat The plan, ran closer to handover your plan folder to me So respect it, I'm deeply connected I'm a survivor, three feet under the street wreckage I side spectate, Cartier square look Then Columbine everybody in the yearbook Cats tellin me they next to acquire But I respected, reconnected the wire, stupid step in the fire I'ma do you fouler than Amadou Roll past you slow gas you drop heat, and watch the fire follow you Who sellin you dreams of cottonest sheet Nigga I catch you in your nightmare and rock you to sleep, nigga [Chorus] [Marc Live] Yo, you do regular things, you hug the block Every weekend you hug the glock - sucka You're too scared to, make it happen I know killers that'll you make you happen - uhh Look, you won't get it from rappin This is real life, real shit - yeah Real Desert Eagle, real people C'mon yo there's just no sequel Look, you a full time groupie I'm soldier nigga, gone off looseleaf Four star general You know me, respect me, so salute me Niggaz I blow the game up Stop playin kid, I'll blow your frame up And yo, you lame as fuck I'm veteran, real nigga, get your game up [Chorus x2]