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Hustlin' Da Streets
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Mixture of both Hip Hip and Heavy Metal songs all by one composer.
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#100,586 today Peak #1,162
#61,708 in subgenre Peak #640
Author
Orlando Chatter
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2007
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July 09, 2007
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MP3 2.8 MB 128 kbps 3:05
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(Intro) Woke up this mornin' No responsibilities Thought I'd cruise down To a place away from reality Listen to my jams then take a line While you're still tryna find Another two thousand words that rhyme And as the time dies soon I gotta run So busy see ya later, goodbye But before I go I play one last jam To seek out all of my enemies hiding in the sand We're running down the streets With our AK's in our hand Gonna show these muthaf**kas whose the real man Acting like a child Runnin' around so damn wild I don't give a f**k where they put their dead body piles You hear the clickin then you're on the floor See no more Bang Bang your body falls blood begins to pour Shoulda never said you wanted to join our war I can hear the waves as they hit the shore For the first time in days I can't believe Is this a dream? Do my eyes decieve me? Perhaps you can tell me, indeed What it is I really see Can it be the police? Do they know I'm sellin green Seems so strange when I look back now Keep wonderin how Each and every day it aches Never paid to supply then take a break A break from life No matter how hard I try time goes by Leaves me in the dust That's about when I grab two more dubs Look into my eyes these bloodly red eyes Lookin back at you If you want a hit you know what to do While we be gettin high don't realize As the sun rises You was down in the beginning and there ain't no end That's why you play this game you only gotta stay away From the po po fo sho Don't let 'em know otherwise I gotta expose a list of who stays and who goes For the first time in days I can't believe Is this a dream? Do my eyes decieve me? Perhaps you can tell me, indeed What it is I really see Can it be the police? Do they know I'm sellin green
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