[intro]
That’s right ughcheck it out
Back in tha days where tha people were fresh
It was one mc who had to pass tha test
He was down by lawand he’s ready to play
That’s right yawlit’s hostyle today
[verse 1]
Yo yoyo
Woke up in tha morning and my eggs was part
Turned on tha boob toob saw tha million man march
Tha cops in dchad to play scared
Gotta awarn in plans looking at tha quaters of france
Ants in my pants so I dips in tha door
Picked up tha keyscaught a telephone call
She yelling bones in my sounds swell
I’m like why can’ta brother can’t rise up
All I’m hearing is clobbershung up
Lighted some butterwu tighten my gutter
Shouted loverto those hungry
Put holes in they clothes
Bitch niggas throwing weak shit in tha game
On tha streetssmoking dough and leak on tha heap
[chorus]
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha drug pushers and face mushers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(throw ya henny in tha sky)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha bread winnerstha money getters)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this m-o-n-e-y)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha henny guzzelersand tha henny huzzelers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(this is serious b-i)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha thug chicks who loved it)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this money till we die)
[verse 2]
Climax a vocallike tha local weed spot
Dime bags I go throughI’m at tha penical of smoke signals
Tree’s in a tight squeezenight breeze
For I blow hair might freezesomebody give me a light please
Matter fact I got matches I strike these don
Son where you coming fromvernon fourty one
Here ya shorty comeknow she calling me for what
She ignoring meunless she horny and I got some trojans on me
I just stop start smilinghands on her hips posing for me
I limped over wit laughter
Told me to meet me a qauter after threeand smacker her on tha ass cheek
Ghetto thug classyif you ask meif you ask me
[chorus]
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha drug pushers and face mushers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(throw ya henny in tha sky)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha bread winnerstha money getters)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this m-o-n-e-y)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha henny guzzelersand tha henny huzzelers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(this is serious b-i)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha thug chicks who loved it)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this money till we die)
[bridge]
To all dem types that fuck wit me
For qb and so ontha hyrdro crew
Mike heronjerry familar
And my enginermax zzzzz (zzzzz zzzzz)
Mo greens baby
To my man untouchable violencewhat up
This our dudesprince from pa rule
Yeah to tha mobb deepand to tha infamous mobb
That’s rightgirl j nicky brown
To my three kidsget down baby
Yeahit’s onfredrick and my man calito
Whatto all my peopleugh
Tha who hand cliqueterrific mud explicit
[chorus]
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha drug pushers and face mushers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(throw ya henny in tha sky)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha bread winnerstha money getters)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this m-o-n-e-y)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha henny guzzelersand tha henny huzzelers)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(this is serious b-i)
H-o-s-t-y-l-e
(tha thug chicks who loved it)
Those them types that fuck wit me
(lets get this money till we die)
*fading out*