Spragga Benz - Hustle and Flow (feat. Illaman) Lyrics

Gang are like whoa
When we come tru
Everyone gassed on the vibes we roll
Illaman, Spragga Benz, shelling like blow
Can't ever f*ck with the hustle and flow

Bo-Bo-Bo
You dun know
Man is mad in the head like yo
Light up the gaff just like petrol
King of the ting you can't touch our throne

Man ah do this, man ah do that
Hopping on plane, while you jam in traps
Kebab shop rinse, in the south of France
Two two pint with the mandem fast
Two two box if you move like clarts
W10 gang, shine bright like star
Big spliff, head get rocked like rarse
This one ere will f*ck up the dance
Might mash up your jam, kill off your rave
Duppy off dances, so screw up your face
Smoking on plants, insane in the brain
Nuts in the mind, sick in the face.
Too many bad vibes, none for the hate
Positive hype, that's all we want
Bringing that live, never that calm
Bringing that live, never that calm

The flows bionic, we blaze the brolic
Rain down on em, can't be stopped with a brolly
Ramping with I, just be off your trolley
Kicking off quick, 2 jabs then volley
Make that p, getting that money, grab that guap with two hands in a hurry.
Flows insane, I came to do stuff lift the mic, hold a vibe it's all good.
They came to stand round and screwface a man like say they want war but they ain't from hood.
Ain't really bout that, caught in the mousetrap
Life been rotten, I really doubt that.
Quick shut ya mouth fam, I can't allow that
Too many man gassed on a roadman lifestyle
Too many man spit but most are trash
Like Spragga did say it's crazily mad

Hey
Nee how (yow)
Everybody watch me now
Spragga Benz Ragga ragga
Never be another man badder than
Mi nuh see how

Blow bloww blowwww
Unoo bring mi in front a di queen and mi mek she bow
Been a minute innna this
Tek it to the pinacle
A lot a dem was cynical
They couldnt see it then
But now

Oh, wow
All a dem a come inna mi show
Dem a pay dem a even try push inna the door
Fi go jump up inna the front row

Dem a carry on proud
Dem a tell everyone inna di place say a me a dem grow
Dem never deh deh wid a helping word
To assist with the hustle and flow

Inna di ghetto
When hungry a beat me and mi family like whoa
Daddy gone look it and mom never have it
Weh di meal come from mi nuh know

Cabbage and pak chow
Every day Mom wake up
And a work miracle
She never complain
So come same way
Mi nuh watch face only result

Move off impulse
Mi nuh take insults
My followers move like cults
In a little bit a grime mi a come indulge
Start rhyme and yu body convulse

When we leave home and mi waistline bulge
Try dis and yu get dissolved
When we wheel off an di wheel revolve
Six piece and di problem solved

Gang are like whoa
When we come tru
Everyone gassed on the vibes we roll
Illaman, Spragga Benz, shelling like blow
Can't ever f*ck with the hustle and flow

Bo-Bo-Bo
You dun know
Man is mad in the head like yo
Light up the gaff just like petrol
King of the ting you can't touch our throne

Let go

Can't hold back this track.
This track well hotter than mans not hot
This track is kicking hard like kickback.
This track be pissing off those that's whack
REBELNATION,
We got this locked
Many girls wan break piece like KitKat.
Nuff rappers can't beat this beat like that,
Me and I'll come through place burn down flat.