H-O-S-T-L-E Lyrics - Screwball

H-O-S-T-L-E
[Intro
That's right ugh, check it ou
Back in tha days where tha people were fres
It was one mc who had to pass tha tes
He was down by law, and he's ready to pla
That's right yawl, it's hostyle toda
[Verse 1
Yo yo, y
Woke up in tha morning and my eggs was par
Turned on tha boob toob saw tha million man marc
Tha cops in dc, had to play scare
Gotta a, warn in plans looking at tha quaters of franc
Ants in my pants so i dips in tha doo
Picked up tha keys, caught a telephone cal
She yelling bones in my sounds swel
I'm like why can't, a brother can't rise u
All i'm hearing is clobbers, hung u
Lighted some butter, wu tighten my gutte
Shouted lover, to those hungr
Put holes in they clothe
Bitch niggas throwing weak shit in tha gam
On tha streets, smoking dough and leak on tha hea
[Chorus
H-o-s-t-y-l-e