hustler
 

tell me wat ya tink



:evilgrin: into: yo yo nun of yall cn reach ma hustle

v1: son u wanna battle me u ll gt rattle, see.. ive werked ma graveshift, still aint payed shit u dnt no hu u fukin wit trust me bitch u gunna get ripped up in ths crap u gon get u ass anutha crak aint nobody rap like me im incredible ur shit its fuin edible, dnt try n mess u gon get noked like the rest... the fuk out if im lookin for u keep ya mouth shut n dnt shout, sayin u gotta a fly bitch she more like a trout wen u listen to ma shit u betta hug yo teddy betta get ready u aint stedy ... eungh to battle me rowan gould-i-n-g, u see no 1 can match ma hustle even wen i in a struggle

cores:im a hustler straght soldeir til i die ill make yo baby moma cry .....(unfinshed to tire)

that was aight u need to work on ya rhymes a lil n try to keep ya keystyle in bars its easier to read n the reader wont jus look at it n leave holla give me feedback on my verse called strictly the truth no twist n turns

dont listen to this fool that lyrics was dope good weed kinda music
keep your style the way it is
:spit: :spit: :spit:

funny wheres da rest
 

funny