The Notorious MSG
Текст песни Chinatown Hustler

Mutha Fucka were Back
MSG With The Hot Track
Lyrical Ginsue Cutten Off Your Nut Sack
I Feel No Pain
Im Insane
Smoke Your Ass And Eat The Bullet Chow Mein
Im A Genuin Chinatown Og
Original Recipe Kfc
A New Day
A New Game
Sell You Baking SodafgdJust To Pay The Rent (Uhh)
Ill Turn Out Your Girl For A Dolla Fifty Cent. (Come On)

[Chorus: x2]
Chinatown Hustler
Live And Die Like A Chinatown Hustler
On The Ride, Crazy Mother Sucker
In The Town Thats A Mother To The Hustler

Pullin Out My Glock, Set The Clock
Watch Your Buttcheeks Drop When I Pop A Cap In Your Ass
Aint Nobody Gonna Last
Chinatown Crip Gonna Take You Out Fast
Not Gonna Stop My Flow
To Run These Streets You Gotta Keep It Down Low
I Know, We Aint Being Out Done (Yeah)
Straight From The Ghetto Like A [?] (Thats Right)
Feel The Siege [?] In The Name Of Being Number One (Uhh)

[Chorus x2]

Life Is A Struggle My Son [x2]
Got To Bring The Hustle And Run
Living In The Ghettos No Fun
Gotta Hustle In The Midnight Sun

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Fight To Live, Live To Fight
Gotta Break Some Balls When The ?? Is Right
Doing My Thing, Just To Get A Mil
With 45 A Pound Never Chinatown Steel (Keep It Real)
In The Flesh Im A Killa
Packin More Heat Than The Godzilla
Whats The Deala With The 5-0
Who Know? I Seen More Talent In The Gun Show
Got To Bet The (Jags?) In The Casino
Were Living In The Chinese Ghetto

[Chorus: Til Fade] (WRONG)

The original had various wrong interpretations of the lyrics. Underneath is the correct lyrics obtained from the 'Chinatown Hustler' CD inlay.

RIGHT:

Mother fucker we're back
MSG with the hot track
Lyrical Ginsu cutting off your nut sack

I feel no pain. I'm insane
Smoke your ass and eat a bowl of Chow Mein
I'm a genuine Chinatown OG
Original recipe KFC
A new day, a new game
Sell your baking soda and say it's cocaine
China white bitch
I'm a pimp, never slick.
Pick my nose with a pair of chopsticks
I'm running them hoes just to pay the rent (uhh)
I'll turn out your girl for a dollar fifty cent (come on).

[Chorus: x2]
Chinatown hustler
Live and die like a Chinatown hustler
Bona fide crazy mother sucker
In the town that's a mother to a hustler.

Pulling out my glock, set the clock
Watch your buttcheeks drop when I pop a cap in your ass
Aint nobody gonna last
Chinatown Crip gonna take you out fast
Not gonna stop my flow
To run these streets you keep it down low
I know we aint being out done (yeah)
Straight from the ghetto like 'Sanford and Son' (That's right)
Steal the seed off your sesame bun
All in the name of being number one (uhh).

[Chorus: x2]

[x2]
Life is a struggle my son
Got to bring the hustle and run
Living in the ghetto no fun
Gotta hustle in the midnight sun.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Fight to live, Live to fight
Gotta break some balls when the money's right
Doing my thing just to get a mil
With 45 a pound of Chinatown steel (Keep it real)
In the flesh I'm a killer
Packing more heat than Godzilla
What's the deal with the 5-0? Who knows?
I see more talent in 'The Gong Show'
Gotta better chance in the casino
They're living in the Chinese ghetto.

[Chorus: 'Til fade]


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