No Hook, No Problem (Part 2)
Produced by me (Non Fic). This is the follow-up to 'No Hook, No Problem'
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Lyrics
[VERSE 1]:
I got a fasta pace an alota flow and
I copped a fancy gage an alota blow-
Now this man seen makes an' alota coke,
but now I'm bouncin' banks with product flow-
You now been thanked, cause for all I know-
Without you... I wouldn't have all my dough-
With doubt, true-
Wait,
without you I'd have amillion
mother fuckers just like you!-
that hit white too, but skip right threw-
Let's get right dude...
I never liked you, but you buy an I sell,
so I try an' tell my clientel, threw the rhymes I sell-
No manager, it's almost like I've signed myself-
Rhymes I spell, sell, I did it by myself-
Wildin' out, I made me some kind of velth,
but rhymes don't help when I find ya' house,
snipe ya' out an' leave die yourself-
[HOOK]: [NONE]
[VERSE 2]:
-I'MA HUSTLA, I'MA, I'MA HUSTLA-
Cassidy actually think he a hustla-
In rappin' he's a traggity an' actually a busta-
Flashin' g's, baggy jeans, but nothin' but a sucka'-
Magasines proud of him, but wantin' somethin' otha-
With 'magasines' surroundin' him an' cops undercover,
talks of the colors like some sort of g,
but only like the otha's, he's just forcin' me
to just drop some on the chorus an' the beat-
So..
Maybe these streets ain't made for us-
Crazy ass beefs just to stay in touch-
Made in these streets, still heats been tucked-
I'm great on these streets, I heat them up-
Get played on these streets, I'll beat you up-
Get strayed on these streets when beef gets rough-
Get played every week and eaten up
while we say every week "you weak and suck"-
Bitches tryna merk me, murder me and hurt me,
put me under dirt, seems like they wanna jerk me-
Blurtin certain words in, cursin' they verse in and
somebodys gonna get some hurtins-
