Hustle Cold by.MSZ
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- 2020s
- gangsta rap
- urban
- afro trap
- hip hop
- grime
- south africa
- duet
- posse cut
- trap
- drugs
- violence
- crime
- vulgar
- literature
Lyrics
Chorus
Stackin' paper, hustle cold, yeah we never fold
Life in the corners, stories never told
Run the block, movin' loud, bullets in my soul
Blowin' smoke, sippin' dirty, heart full of gold
Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, rushin' for the milli’s
Verse 2
Mama worried 'bout the streets, but I'm ridin' deep
Dodge the sirens every night, runnin' with my peeps
Cash in a duffle bag, drip on my sleeve
Trap life, code black, never trust a fiend
Throwin' fists, gun shots, seein' all red
Fake boys run they mouth, all of 'em dead
Life for a stack, riskin' it for bread
No regrets, dirty days, let the bloodshed spread
Pre-Chorus
Grew up fast with the wolves on the hunt
If you weak in the mind, you get smoked like a blunt
No love in these streets, it’s a war every month
I got scars on my heart, but I still never front
Chorus
Stackin' paper, hustle cold, yeah we never fold
Life in the corners, stories never told
Run the block, movin' loud, bullets in my soul
Blowin' smoke, sippin' dirty, heart full of gold
Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, rushin' for the milli’s
Verse 3: Kgosi
Pull up with my clique, Jozi heat, never fake
Strapped with ambition while these cowards playin' snake
Dope boys schemin', dodgin' cuffs, that’s the scene
Nyaupe dreams, tryna rise, chasin' cream
Glock on my lap, windows cracked, fingers tap
Bando full of smoke, police makin' maps
Clip full, mind dull, nerves gettin' cold
Dog eat dog, another body goes untold
Verse 4: Mbali
See my name ringin’ out, queen up in the trap
Bread winnin' while they hatin', watch 'em all snap
Choppin' lines, dirty rhymes, night never ends
Enemies in blue lights, fake ass friends
Motherland scars, but I run the set
Feelin’ no remorse, never break a sweat
Drip got ‘em shook, hustle got ‘em stressed
Lay the crown on the block, put these bitches to the test
Outro: Both
Show no pity, this life built gritty
Run with my wolves in the heart of the city
Pour for the lost and the ones who ain’t free
Streets own my soul and they won’t set me free
Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, rushin' for the milli’s
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, rushin' for the milli’s
Bridge: Kgosi
Raised in the gloom, born for the struggle
Pockets stay lean, still I flex every muscle
Watch for the feds, every call sound trouble
Dreams weighed down, but my grind always double
Verse 5: Mbali
Been through the pain, made a bed with the fear
Let the world point fingers, I’m the reason they cheer
Bags on the table, snakes in the grass
Victory’s filthy, but the gold never pass
Nights with the dealers, brothers on my side
Hunted by the curse, but we hustle with pride
Hustle with pride, yeah, we hustle with pride
Final Chorus
Stackin' paper, hustle cold, yeah we never fold
Life in the corners, stories never told
Run the block, movin' loud, bullets in my soul
Blowin' smoke, sippin' dirty, heart full of gold
Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, rushin' for the milli’s
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, we was built for the milli’s
Coda: Both
Another night falls, hands bloody from the chase
Cash talk louder, cold steel to the face
Betrayal close, gotta watch who embrace
South-side born, ain't no path to erase
Tag: Kgosi
Kings rise fast, but the ground always shakes
Too many stories left in shallow graves
Tag: Mbali
Queen in the smoke, final word in the haze
Heavy is the crown, in these concrete mazes
Outro Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, heart never pretty
Extended Verse: Both
No sleep, mind race, scars run deep
Blood on the pavement where the broken dreams weep
Contracts unsigned, poison in the ink
Gangs in the alleys, guns tucked in the mink
Pour Henny for the fallen, souls never at rest
Runnin' through these hells, only pride in my chest
Shakespeare in the trap, pen sharper than chrome
Write my pain in the gutter, call these corners my home
Outro Tag: Both
Never turn back, let the plot run wicked
Concrete books, every line twisted
No way out when your name in the streets
South-side legends, printin' fate on these sheets
Outro Post-Chorus
Ooh oh, savage in the city
Ooh oh, story never pretty
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