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letra de underground hustle posse track - choppa clique and murder musick

[intro]
[i welcome you all, together we stand. united we fall]

[verse 1: d-spillz]

welcome to the motherf-cking underground hustle
where we all shine n-gg-, and we still struggle
with the fans, a stand, a slam a jam
you shoulda rock it down the block
with the bam da bam
you hear it b-mping down the freeway
headed to the next side of town, steady sniffin’ popping droppin’ the ca
canada, shout out to france and the homie “tuff lah”
cause he mixes up the beats mane
sending out a shoutout to the one and one ptb
for putting murder music cracking on the streets mane
another shoutout to the bmd cause they hungry and they at us so you know they gonna eat mane
we don’t need fame, but it sure be nice
to get a little bit of change, and get the f-ck up out the street life. (?) be right
one time, for the homies at the deranged house
(?) keep it banged out
yung dro vids, always running out of biz
what it is, cause the f-ckers, the juggalos and the strange crowd
(?making the noise?) and i’m hearing ’em all
cause they my boys and they ready to roll
i see the voice (?so bury a hoe?)
and let ’em know
it’s the way i flow
and this underground shit don’t go

[verse 2: k-fix]

when you f-ck with the best we chopping it better than the family from the underground krucafix and my poppers ripping from the choppa clique
stepping up to the mic felling like i could unload on the carpet and there no you stopping this verbal apocalypse and i promise we the hottest to drop one in the metropolis wonder where they been but i’m popping when i’m dropping this
hopping up in the booth an im rocking a hustle

[verse 3: sevidemic]
c-c-coming i’ma bury this hustle underground like carry it sevidemic in for the move
c-c-counter monouver ground the amount up sick mind murdering this time louder!
veracity d-d-death to anyone costing me (sick) we all should be cool double-m-s-double-m- we rule
got’em they call me a problem with this zombie shit well f-ck them if they rock with it we could all be rich
my limit isn’t the f-frickeng same as these haters got i-i might (?) with these fake teen tater tots

[verse 4: choppie chopp]
chopping cause we vintage we gonna leave a n-gg- missing
when you messing with the clique we beginning armageddon!
competition ?got us sleeping with the fishes? and i’ma about to loose it riding with the murder music!
leave yo brain oozing out the side of yo face bout to battle bringing more pain out
kinda safe at yo house? you ain’t safe at yo house!
b-tch you wake up duct tapped up know you think you got f-cked!
oh when you right here wanna press yo luck? ( ?riding all green down here?)
like a john deer on a mission for the buck (?) chop chop’em up then i get a (?)
get the auto and a semi when i’m rollin’ through the city and i smoke another stickey with a wad full of fifties and a b-tch (?) under ground hustle!

[verse 5: oly ghost]
props to grind, props to the hustle
steady get mine, you i got too
rap get grime, you know get cool
(?i’m so long?) you rap imposters
shout out to the bmd
shoutout to the double cc
murder music in this (?beast?)
i double ll u m n i t
yah we’re rocking, smashing beats
illumin west, illumin east
props to the struggle, we must eat
oly ghost, yeah that’s me
grind and grit that’s in my teeth
props the brain (brain-brain)
props to the game
props to lanes that spread my name
laugh my -ss all the way to the bank

[verse 6: twisted rob]
are you ready ready ready for the independant movement
you just found the underground time to get to brewing
working with the dopest music, really wanna get down
step forth and prove it
shoutout to the choppa clique, and every motherf-cker on it that’s chopping shit
(?) when we’re rocking it
on the grind with the rhymes like apocalypse
bringing everyone down from the clouds, make ’em bounce
with an ounce, lock ’em out
when i’m on the track (k!ller)
clever with the sickest spitters in the motherf-cking game
and that’s a fact
from the firing squad it’s been a bit quick
twistid sick in the the motherf-cking b-tch, y’all
forgot about the introduction, go ahead and let it be known
i’m twistid rob!

[verse 7: mister hyde]
introduction it’s glorious hyde hiroshima be the name i’m insane in the brain put your flows down the drain back the way that you came out the game out my face out of sight out of mind out of mine on the grind bout to show this world it’s truely is defined and predesigned
walk this line and straight up murdering these bars and every line im all the time apocalyptic, cataclysmic, check it’s delicious so i eat it yeah i’m dining like a (?dinosour would eat it?)

try to learn this rhyme on high speed but that’s unlikely i’m to grimey can out shine me undefeaded with that beastmode division family im rippin cause we brainsick

architects bout to go re-create the matrix amazing the way that we taking the same to re-arrange it erase all these claims and all who fake and replace them with grace cause you ain’t shit that ancients who’s power flow i sacred!
life is what you make it

[verse 8: chucc dizzle]
iim a underground moster k!lling for real concealing these choppers!
k!lling it for real, when i’m gripping the steel, holding it down for the illuminati watchers, now watch us!
choppah clique you hear the momevent we brainsick with this murda music!
my choppers stay popping the(blunt?)cause we knockers cause we locking and loading this verbal abuse
sheeeit but you know the drill (?) cold for real (?)chill
take a pill motherf-cker and be ripping up the scene with the chopper clique
on some underground posse monster shit going against these titans you
ain’t stopping this!

[verse 9: smoov wooz]

[verse 10: bonez]

[verse 11: playboy the beast]
this be the pinnacle, i’m rapping to the death of me
better than they will ever be
never (?me?) and my pentagree
as the speed kamikaze (?got the fan though?)
n-gg- get to chopping and spitting quicker than lambo’s
f-cking with the homie and (?) throw those hands bro
(?) manhole
i be moving keys , i’m not talking about pianos
i’m certain straight k!ller, so any body wanna battle?
you don’t really wanna f-ck with the king of colorado
if you down with this movement, we down with you too

- choppa clique and murder musick

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