Machine-Gun Hustle

Lyrics
Back in the 20s in the gangster days A prohibition and the speakeasy array The cartel brash, can't stop it Ain't no protection on Chicago streets You better watch out if the boys come around, yeah You better watch out, they're gonna gun you down Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Machine guns screaming from a speeding car The man inside, he's got a face with scar You hear a whisper, "It's Al Capone" The street's desertеd and you're on your own You better watch out if thе boys come around, yeah You better watch out, they're gonna gun you down Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun Hustle, hustle, yeah Hustle, hustle Machine gun
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Credits
- Writers
- Keith Marshall