Get Your Hustle On Lyrics - Lost Boyz

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Queens, New York City 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

My name's Talik, I bust a new improved shoes 

Livin' freshy '97, it's time to flip 

Don't let me go, 'cuz I start to sweat 

Then I smoke a eleven toke, why did it get? 

Then I start lemon and top, more to get? 

Got it, now I have it, time to wet 

Up his crib, that's on the block 

Niggas wild up in silence, they on the block 

It's me Freaky Tah, I'm lookin' at you man 

My man slide over there, yeah he pat you man 

On you back and he be smilin' 

Niggas, they be thinkin', they be wildin' 

I roll with my nigga P, lover B 

If you zonin' with him then you zonin' with me 

If you peepin' at them, then you peepin' at me 

I represent the L O S T to the B O Y Z, now now 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Niggas wanna zone out, let me zone in 

I'm a set it off, from the begginin' 

It's me Freaky Tah, and then I set it 

Niggas they be buggin', doo doo brown they sweat it 

I throw on my hoodies, my villain boots 

Puttin' my team down with this rap scoop 

Puttin' my fingers in the A and R's face 

Get off my back, yo get in the race 

Black matter fact, yo this is where it's at 

This is where it be now, you know me now 

It's the L O to the S T, B O Y Z make the deaf hear by see 

Ooh, be in the front, back, niggas they be buggin' L B fam attack 

Now listen to I said it, I said it's all good 

I be buggin' up in ya neighborhood 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Niggas sayin',"Lost Boyz ain't nuthin' but fakes" 

You got your team and they ain't nuthin' but snakes 

Never got shot, never ever caught a case 

You talk behind my back, but then you smile in my face 

You a fly cat now,'cuz you pushin' a beamer 

Lipe pone eye, you ain't nuthin' but a schemer 

What you workin' wit? Be the fuckin' fez X 

Ty-Ty, sue this, two to your head 

You know the time, you know the deal 

Front me and let's pack the steel the steal 

You scared as hell, all I want to do 

You better get me because I'm out to get you 

One on one, aye yo' that's how I do 

I'm sneaky Freaky Tah, I'm from the Lost Boyz crew 

Now one for the treble, two for the bass 

Niggas smilin', wylin', get out my face 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Get your hustle on, yeah matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Check, one, two 

East coast, west coast, how we do? 

Get your hustle on, matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at 

Microphone check one, two, one, two 

East coast, west coast, this is how we do 

Oh matter of fact 

It ain't where you from, it's where you at