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The Hashout

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The Hashout

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Shit, fuck this shit

[Hook]

Who's is those niggas makin' all that noise

Wild Cow-boys

Who's is those kids makin' all that noise

Wild Cow-boys

I say the uptown kids got to say something

To let the hash blow without coughin' mo'

I said the cowboy kids have to say something

To let the hash blow without coughin' mo'

[Sadat X]

Relax B, cause ain't no got damn problem

Ever since I was born it was Hell up in Harlem

Hot like 9-7 and I'm still point one

Fuck with old school beats like oh check me now

Coup Deville for this late night poet

Used to live on 7th, I rhymed about eights

Kidnappin' MC's who could not relate

Uptown has been my home for 25 years

20 real niggas make 40 million a year

Block to block, ya gotta bubble like shampoo

Niggas is gettin' ugly and life is still a gamble

My crack won't sell these niggas got a lower price

It's all good so I gotta get shiest

AK spittin' or should I do the street sweep

We be strapped in the tinted down black Jeep

Until X throw them lights on the low beam

We started buckin' off shots at his home team

He wanted money but he didn't want to murder kids

He wanted props but he caught slugs in his face

Feels good representin' for my crack turf

[Shawn Black]

Ah cat daddy what have we here

Wild Cowboys scheduled to appear

Life's no game, I'm like the travelin' man

I'm not a gun slinger but I bring my lil' man named Rueben

He'll do the poppin' then hop on the AmTrak

And see ya in September when the high school starts back

I'm like the fun packin' rapper

Like to work the art, Napoleon Bonaparte

Couldn't lead a war to party like the General X

The one who protects, respects, and signin' checks

And we leavin' and everybody's tore up

And nobody tells you, my style can't be stored up

I sound like another nigga WHAT!

Beat cha' ass down WHAT!

The Great X right here is like a monument

Wild Cowboys is runnin' the government

[* Various people talking *]

[Cool Chuck]

This one here is for the West or the East

I roam streets, ride beats, ride freaks

Dust rappers like a Hoover

I wanna buy land, groovers just for the buddha

The microphone demander

I get into shit, get out shit call me Barry Sanders

Wave your hand if your playas

I got the gat watch me blaze ya

Or cut cha' face with my razor

Tryin' hoo-rake mine, how the fuck I'ma shine

Corny rappers leave the mic alone

Cool Chuck style, stay cream like the cream on ya corn

I made ya girl moan, sexin' me when we at home

Tryin' to sex me when we on the phone

Style stays tragic like Magic

Some of you rappers just don't got it

Copeland Ave. makin' noise

Cool Chuck signin' off sayin' peace to the cowboys

[Tec]

I'm the ruffneck, cruise on maneur to the prosecuter

Glock 9 shotter leave you stunk like a sewer

I pack rhymes like a 9 in my holster

Put cha door up, I leave ya broker than a crack smoker

Little league MC's will freeze

Put my voice on wax and blow it up like the Japanese

Cowboys and we do it like Texas outlaws

Lettin' off four pause in the Legend

Cool Chuck, D-X, and Tec runnin' wild

Portland Ave style bury six rounds in ya crown

Fuck the hoes in the limos

It's all about the demos, order a dime to keep my mind stimo

A lethal, desert eagle, so whatever people

Ya be a cold corpse when the paramedics reach you

Cause I leak lead and niggas sleep

Get his head feet deep

Into the concrete street

Do whatever boy, do it like the cops fuck the crack slingers

Cause ain't a dollar gettin' spent when the gat stick ya

Uptown that's my project, can't stop Tec

While the triple X bin got my nine wrecked

Wild Cowboys makin' noise on the track, flip it

We represent for my boys with the gats, kick it

[Hook]

Who's is those niggas makin' all that noise

Wild Cow-boys

Who's is those kids makin' all that noise

Wild Cow-boys

I say the uptown kids got to say something

To let the hash blow without coughin' mo'

I said the cowboy kids have to say something

To let the hash blow without coughin' mo'

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