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Southside Chant (Hustle Reflow) by LOYISO

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Southside Chant (Hustle Reflow) by LOYISO - Hip Hop,Mixed (Lead + Group Chant) Vocals music cover art

Southside Chant (Hustle Reflow)

Hip Hop,Mixed (Lead + Group Chant) Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro: Chant — Call & Response]
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle!
Crew: Money! Love! Hustle!
Lead: Get it now! Get it now!
Crew: Get it now! Get it now!
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle! (3x)
Crew: Ride! Stack! Love! — Ride! Stack! Love!
[Verse 1 — Night / Lust / Party]
Slow lean, slabby Impala, trunk knockin' 808s (yeah),
Golden grill, gold foil, sip syrup in closed estates.
Neon roof, backseat heat, she whisperin' low and patient,
Stackin' paper, chasin' faces, fuckin' ‘til the sunrise station.
Cadillac dreams, slow-lean cadences, Memphis to H-Town tone,
UGK on the stereo, Bun B snap—we claim the zone.
Purple cups, dim-lit rooms, lipstick on my collarbone,
Love violent, sex electric, bass hit, whole block know.
[Hook: Chant — Percussive / Short lines / Call & Response]
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle!
Crew: Money! Love! Hustle!
Lead: Get it now!
Crew: Get it now!
Lead: Sex! Cash! Fire!
Crew: Sex! Cash! Fire!
(Repeat x3 — drop to one-word shouts)
All: Ride! Stack! Love! Ride! Stack! Love!
[Verse 2 — Grind / Money / Consequences]
Day shift, night grind, countin' commas, double-time lines,
Trunk-ready 808s, three wheels spinnin' like fine wine.
Cold nights, cold hearts, bankrolls fat, trust thin,
Zip codes flip, paperwork tucked, gotta win again.
Hit the block, hit the stage, hit the phone — play both sides,
Scarface speeches in my head, respect earned, not bought with lies.
Hustle got me paperwork clean, but loyalty got stains,
Mama prayin', baby sayin' she gon' ride through the chains.
Stacks talk, snakes hush, enemies in silk disguise,
Two-step move—slide, flash, count, compromise dies.
[Hook: Chant — Percussive / Call & Response]
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle!
Crew: Money! Love! Hustle!
Lead: Get it now!
Crew: Get it now!
Lead: Sex! Cash! Fire!
Crew: Sex! Cash! Fire!
(Repeat x2 — drop to one-word shouts)
All: Ride! Stack! Love! Ride! Stack! Love!
[Bridge — Emotional Pitfall / Conflict]
Soft piano under grit, slow down — listen close:
Love cost me sleep, money cost me ghosts.
She on my line cryin', I got a briefcase and a gun, damn both,
I swear this life choose me, I'm just holdin' the rope.
Do I chase the blue paper or the blue in her eyes?
Do I cut the ties or hold tight and swallow pride?
Hollow nights, hollow rights, feel like dyin' inside,
But that chant keep callin', so I lace up and ride.
[Breakdown — Short Verse / Ad-libbed / Nod to the Scene]
Southern swagger, slow lean—Houston nights, ATL lights,
Memphis grit, slab paint, Scarface on late-night fights.
We hustle, we love, we fuck, we spend, then pray and repent,
But when the crew start chantin' — everything make sense.
[Final Hook: Chant — Full Crew / Layered Doubling]
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle!
Crew (doubled, panned): Money! Love! Hustle!
Lead: Get it now! Get it now!
Crew: Get it now! Get it now!
Lead: Sex! Cash! Fire!
Crew: Sex! Cash! Fire!
(Repeat x3, fade with ad-libs)
All: Southside kings, slabbed up forever! Ride! Stack! Love!
[Outro — Resolution / Chant Fade]
Lead: Money! Love! Hustle!
Crew: Money! Love! Hustle!
Lead (whisp