It's just us
Husteling on the house
Let these bitch come
It's just us
Let's bang the house
Let these bitch know
I am coming from brooklyn
Still greedy get dizzy this is my city
Show my homeys I am philly
Cause I am back ring ring
Bought'em with the smack on'em
Throw a hundred stacks on'em
Flow pd crack on'em...
Unstoppable roll it like a tour bus
Standing with my dogs
Pretty bitches come and torch us
Feeling like I am 2-pac
Riding with my shirt off
Busy drunk in a...
As I mark off
Different clubs same night
Different girls same type
Flawlessly up again
Different days same life
Rap for the hood
This is for my brother a lo
Just call me scar face
Bitches call me...
No feelings
Everything is to the ceilings
Get it how we live
I am about to touch a million
I couldn't rose
Real niggas know me
Fuck the whole industry
I did it for the homey
It's just us
Husteling on the house
Let these bitch come
It's just us
Let's bang the house
Chorus
Where I came from, I aint sposed to be here, no but they can't hold me down, to do it all, now the world is so clear, oh ain't no stopping me now, got my eyes onto my destiny, came out they better not wait when there's the best of me I'm going on, till there's nothing left of me cause I'm unstoppable, I'm unstoppable... I'm unstoppable, I'm unstoppable... I'm unstoppable... I'm unstoppable
verse 1
I believe yes I, I do believe anything I put my mind on I promise to achieve I would,
Got help me please get me closer to my dreams I got all of the courage that I need to succeed
They said I wasn't good enough my right it was a mearicle they said I wouldn't make it said my actions was too criminal but now they gotta, swallow the world on my woobabuta bitches clearer, cause now you starring at a mearicle
What they didn't know it I win out before I give up, and I'm a fighter, you knock me down i'ma get up
Giving it my all, till I'm gone, no one left, I'm a frait train on a collision close to success, yes!
Chorus
Verse 2
Strong and confident, blind heartedness, from the deapths of hell, look at my accomplishments
I got fears too but I just never give into them
I hear these haters talk and I just never listen to them
I'm unstoppable, fuck it I convince myself
So invincible, I was made of something else
It's not a bridge I can cross not a road I can walk not a cell like my homie I aint lost
Never looking down, always keep my head up in the sky, baby listen to me you can only fail if you don't try
I'm a champion, spirit of a winner of my kind, I can, prolly do anything I put that in my mind
Chorus
verse 3
How I feel like, I'm a man of skill I'ma go on out break steel rolling down hill unstopable, still going failure's never optional, never back down baby anything is possible, never givin up never foe never break never bow down still shine on my doggies day I believe in myself, even if you don't agree
I'm living proof that anything can happen. If you dream
Grind hard, no sleeping,
Will takers, no weakers
Dedicated, no speaking
Last of the Mohicans
Living that fast life, we speeding
Making sure …
Die for what we believe in,
Last of the Mohicans
The last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
I said the last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
… my past life was a fast life
Had to grind to get the cash right
Any night could be my last night
Out here, scuffing out my damn nights
My mama broke, my father dead
Where's the hope, you have no idea
Ain't no food and …
About to do anything just for that bread
I'd shoot a nigger in the fucking head
I'd rob a bank, I'd do that big
I'd sell them drugs, just to leave
Man I'm just trying to fill up the fridge
I'm the last of the dying kind
Stand up man, not the crying kind
Got your back, hold the iron kind
Pop a nigger just for iron minds
I'm the last real nigger in the world you heard,
They left me to …for the lasting verse
Looking around now I see … and verse
They try to tell me I gotta watch my words
Got to watch my words? No watch for that
Niggers got my watch got a watch for that
Got the all black benz…
And riding my wave like a …
Still grinding, take no gaze off
Still hussling, wait till it pays off
One plan that's straight no plan b
Can't stop me from feeding my family
Maino, that's right I know
Last of the Mohicans…
Grind hard, no sleeping,
Will takers, no weakers
Dedicated, no speaking
Last of the Mohicans
Living that fast life, we speeding
Making sure …
Die for what we believe in,
Last of the Mohicans
The last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
I said the last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
… in the …but I was too bright for that dark side
I bought a blue benz from …
…cutting that coke with the d12
If money is the root of evil
I'ma burn that paper when I reach hell
… I put up like a bartender
With enough …through a harsh winter
… lifestyle, my … my wife now
… but I still provide when it's time to eat
Gotta live my life like a rolling stone
… I had a dream like Martin Luther
… like … they … MJ's doctor
Get rich or die trying soldier
… I never fall out, death before the sun
Grind hard, no sleeping,
Will takers, no weakers
Dedicated, no speaking
Last of the Mohicans
Living that fast life, we speeding
Making sure …
Die for what we believe in,
Last of the Mohicans
The last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
[Hook]
Yeah, uh huh
You know what it is
Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo
Yeah, uh huh
You know what it is
Yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo
[Chorus]
Yea uh uh, you know what it is
Homie what it do?
Welcome to the Knicks!
Yeah, last season that was nothin'
Got Melo on the squad, now we stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me in the Garden Square,
Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo
I put it down for the whole street screaming
Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, yeah Carmelo
Yeah, blue jersey, orange stripe
Them floor seats, right next to Spike
It's only right that we welcome Red Hook
Got New York in the game now them boys shook
The city unified throwing up New york signs
Got that boy Melo standing next to Stoudemire
Let the horns blow, every borrough on fire
The same stadium as Ewing, now who wanna try us?
We keep it rockin' aint no black and yellow to it
Just the blue headband like Melo do it
Met a bad chick said she was from Harlem
Told her to bring her friend with her, meet me at the Garden
[Chorus]
Yea uh uh, you know what it is
Homie what it do?
Welcome to the Knicks!
Yeah, last season that was nothin'
Got Melo on the squad, now we stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me in the Garden Square,
Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo, Yeah Carmelo
I put it down for the whole street screaming
[Maino:]
This for my tattooed bullet wound duck thugs
My money gettin on the grind tryna come up thug
Certified nationwide ya whatsup thugs
I could'ntleave you if I tried I'm a rider thug
Bang bang nut on my face I'm a smart thug
Drug dealin gun on my waist hustle hard thug
I go hard thug swear to god thug icepick I ain't no bitch I play the yard thug
From scratched made something not a nothing thug
Shot first kill a nigga over nothin thug
You are not a thug I know alot of thugs black flag and a black pair or prada studs
The industry full of all these fake rappin thugs
Ask about me in the hood I'm not an actin thug
I'm a street thug I keep it G thug
Look at me I'm a teach you how to greet a thug
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
[Push:]
Un alot niggas gettin shot
Alotta bird niggas talkin to the cops
Alotta hood boogers gettin popped and young niggas gettin knocked
Cause they walkin with the muthafuckin glock
I feel like it's a catch 22 you get bagged when you have it but when you don't
Shit can get tragic so I'm black flaggin shoot it up vest with the matic
Rat or tat it we ain't cut from the same fabric uhh
I'm a savage 2 first what's cracckin
These rappers are fools they wastin stacks on madden
It's not near funny ya tough face mans got me reachin for my waistband no
Al bundy street money slower
This muthafuckin drought got me payin
Damn near dope numbers for the yollers shit
What up soldier no problems with obama but I'll vote for mccain if he let
The coke get over
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
[Mouse:]
Niggas know who the fuck I be
See me wildin in the club waving my flag in VIP
Gotta respect me I go hard I'm the threat see new kid young is in charge
Who wanna test me
I ain't no bitch gangsta
Shorty a thug who wanna flip gangsta 4 5th cocked let it rip gangsta
Black flaggin showin my ass pants saggin see my swag
I ain't one of the same niggas nahh not one of the lame niggas
I'm mixed with the blood of a slave and a chain nigga
I get it how I live it's 1 and the same nigga
Mousy I be the truth of these game niggas
Invision weighed by a lil water came whippas
A corner boy I just tripped up in fame NIGGA
(whaddup solider) what's poppin my G
NOTHING ain't nobody gettin it poppin like me
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my g what's poppin my g poppin poppin my g
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got
Everybody got it
Welcome to my hood
Pick it up this old school
24 so you know we go...
Welcome to my hood
We are on top palyin...
Everybody know is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood
... down on your knees
Is the sound of the police
Money and power
Tell me this world isn't ours
Be my enemies berried
Send their mamas some flowers
Just be the ice of my...
These pussies ain't on my level
I've been as high as their Heaven
... playing chase with the devil
I am talking bitches and clubs
You ain't on my part of New York
The 40 gallons in the...
I am the king of the hood
... on top of my throne
I've been around the whole world
But ghetto's my home
I walk... on my block
When niggers hustle...
And pray to God to take them
Being humble don't work
So now I am shutting it down
Leave the shoes at the door
Before you step in my town
[Chorus]
Listen up
I am the G from the Big Apple
In my MX is you want I will catch you
But I ain't your GPS don't make a bad turn
No... bullets burn like a...
Bitch I'm gonna shake down no security
Five hundred in the hood that's a murder fee
All my niggers spellings look at it 60 seconds
You'll be a casualty... sniffing...
We are smoking sour giving bitches cold showers
Drinking... while I am counting only bitches every hour
Brooklyn nigger fuck with BX hard
On cross... floating with my BX...
[Chorus]
I represent the...
He stay mangy
More niggers... rap the...
Add it to this one more problem
Don't be talking to me like...
In my hood young boys is getting on the...
... niggers in their 30
My old... then I can name a hundred killers
Police don't want us to blow
They make 50 grand a year
We could get down for show
I would dream about J Lo
Then I wake up pissed off
I am gonna wake up
Before I break that bitch off
I mean... he was getting his... off
I ain't talking the... that clip off
Welcome to my hood
Don't say I ain't warn you
... if you ain't got a gun on you
[Chorus:]
New York city knows how to party
New York city knows how to party
New York city keep it rockin
They keep it rockin
[Maino:]
Roll up in the club like blaow
We gon need our bottles right now
We gon make a toast to the town
Drinks in the air, go shawty
Welcome to my city, see the bright lights
Diamonds on my wrists, bright lights
The fast cars, the hot girls, the night life
The blue yankee to the back, the white knights
Sipping tequila with divas
I can't stand, I'm too drunk, Jesus
People outta town call me Brooklyn
Cause they know how I keep it, Brooklyn
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz:]
Can have a party without showtime
Swizzy blanco from the Bronx yo
See me in my Aston, I'm moving real slow
Boston road to Dyer Ave
Them nigga, ahh for the life I have
I'm the one to make the artists blow, Nintendo
Smoke emdo then go to party mode
Put your hands up then go retarded though
Damn, I got the beats to make the ground shake, earthquake
I do it for the empire cause I've been fire
You ain't never seena monster like me you a liar
[Jim Jones:]
Soon as a step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming
I'm looking like money, stick up kids scheming
Spent 40 on the watch keep the wrist gleaming
I'm in the hood in the truck, got the whip leaning
In Harlem when I talk it's like Godspeak
Listen close little momma that's the car chill
Vampire life I hear ya heart beating
Bay chill lil momma fore I start tweeting
And you can catch me up in stack town
Or in the ghost in the Bronx is the background
[?], heading back down
I got homies in the jungle that
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss:]
Yo, take a strip up top
They turning niggas to mincemeat
It's on as soon as you cross 110th street
Yeah, you see poverty at it's best
If we ain't in the front of the lobby, we on the steps
Yep, 100 deep in the [?]
Feel the floor shake when they start playing B-I
Razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high
Some of us rock true some of us rock Levi's
Ahh, but we all rock polo
Don't matter what the borrough, NY is the logo
Talking to the popo's a no-no
That should be a rule that's global
[Joell Ortiz:]
You know they had to to put the papi on it
Like my fans, when I crowd dive, I'm a catch a body on it
Leopold scope shotty on it
I'm the hardest right now, I put my project library on it
Pun gone I'm the new Puerto Rico guy
[?] I don't want it with the B-O-I
Your rap image mad gimmick, he no lie
I just go all out like Margarito eye
Yaowa, that's the call of my army
We'll turn your face to a dance hall like cerami's
Now this a party, I got a little change but ain't change
So send over a bottle of Bacardi
[Freetyle over Lloyd Bank$ & Juelz Santana's: "Beamer, Benz Or Bentley" beat.]
[Chorus:]
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Trina, Kim or Nicki! (yeah!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Which one is comin' with me? (uh!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Trina, Kim or Nicki! (hahahaha!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! (yup!) - Which one is comin with me?
[Verse 1:]
Yo, I'm fresh, I'm fly, bad bitch in my ride
Got a different industry (uh!) chick all in my mind.
I'm calm, I'm hood, ev'rything all good! (uh-huh!)
When I'm finished with you, you can call me Tiger Woods!
Yeah, Trina, Kim or Nicki! (uh!) - Trina, Kim or Nicki! (yeah!)
She smile she comin with me if she with it then she text me! (uh!)
And I bet ya she won't diss me, when I'm hopin' out that Bentley
She see me and then she kiss me, (yeah!) made my old bitches miss me.
Now, Trina that's a bad one! (uh!) - I'll take 'em gold or platinum! (yup!)
I used to pick up Nicki when I had the Silver Magnum. (ahaha!)
I ain't lyin', I ain't stuntin'! (nah!) - I do it like it's nothin'! (uh!)
The media they used to say that me and Kim was humpin'. (uh!)
I'm a G! - I'm a rider! (uh-huh!) - A thug wearin' Prada. (yeah!)
You niggas think I'm playin till I pop up with Rihanna. (ahahaha!)
If she cute - I'm a find her. (yeah!) - She giggle then I got her. (got her!)
I used to want Mya now I'm on Zori Sedona! (yeah!)
[Chorus:]
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Trina, Kim or Nicki! (yeah!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Which one is comin' with me? (uh!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! - Trina, Kim or Nicki! (hahahaha!)
Trina, Kim or Nicki! (yup!) - Which one is comin with me?
[Outro:]
YEAH!
The fuck you niggas wanna do?!
Huh?
I'll out rap you nigga!
Out think you niggas!
Unstoppable!
What's poppin?
I re-up!
YEAH!
Get ready nigga!
I know you don't want me hear nigga!
But I ain't goin nowhere! I'm just gettin started!
YEAH!
Bedstuy, Black Flags City "Hustle Hard" you already know!
Unstoppable!
What's good?
New York City!
[Verse 1:]
Feels Like The World Can't Hear Me, Lord Please Hear Me. I Looked At The Future Of My Life It Scares Me.
Keep Gats Near Me, Sell Crack Dearly, Cooked Dat, Flipped Dat, Stacked Dat Really. Bring
More Hennessy, Got More Enemies, Wake Up Screaming Niggaz Dey Killing Me, Wake Up Screaming Nigga
Is U Hear Me Hope That The Bread That Im Getting [?]. Going All Out Till I Fall Out, Till My Niggaz Come Home And Dey All Out.
Raps Keep Snitching Baby Momma Bitchin. She Dont Understand All The Hell That I've Been In. Jails That I've Been In, Madd Different Women
But Im Just A Man Thats Sinnin. I'm High, I'm Drunk, I'm Ridin Dirty And I Dont Give A Fuck Let Them Try To Murder Me.
[Chorus:]
Look Deep You Can Touch My Soul And Understand Why I Gots To Roll. Till I Die, I'mma Go Hard For Real Hit The Block Till I Reach A Mill.
Till That Day I'ma Give Em Hell To Pay Make The Hood Gon Remember Me. Till I Die I'mma Go Hard For Real Hit The Block Till I Reach A Mill
Till That Day I'mma Give Em Hell To Pay Make The Hood Gon Remember Me. Remember Me! I'm A G For Life, I'm A G For Life!
[Verse 2:]
Come On It Aint Fun For Me, Niggas Come For Me. I Can See His Eyes Through The The Mask Wit His Gun To Me. What He Want From Me?
I Dont Run Homie. Wanna Take The Air I Breathe And The Lungs From Me. Its All Wrong To Me But Whats Wrong With Me? Look Deep Look What The
Streets Done To Me. I Aint Been The Same Since 8th Grade Nigga, I Aint Been To School Since 8th Grade Nigga. I Can See The Sun When It Touch The Sky
Feels Like Only Clouds Have Touched My Life. Maybe I Can Get A Mill If I Get Up And Try, I Cross My Heart I Hope To Die. Feel
What It Feels Like, To Live A Real Life. Madd Police Nigga Better Deal Right. Gave My Nigga 20 Years Thats Real Life. Pay The Block When Its Cold And It Feels Nice.
Caught Up In This Drug Shit, Still On On My Thug Shit After My Son Feels Like I Dont Love Shit. I Dont Trust Shit Far As I Can Tell. That Nigga Dead Far As I Can Smell.
Still Feel The Pain Of The Bars Of My Cell. Everybody Want Heaven But We All Go To Helllllllllll.
[Chorus:]
Look Deep You Can Touch My Soul And Understand Why I Gots To Roll. Till I Die I'mma Go Hard For Real Hit The Block Till I Reach A Mill.
Till That Day I'ma Give Dem Hell To Pay Make The Hood Gon Remember Me. Till I Die I'mma Go Hard For Real Hit The Block Til Li Reach A Mill
Til Lthat Day I'ma Give Dem Hell To Pay Make The Hood Gon Remember Me. Remember Me! Im A G For Life, Im A G For Life!
Unstoppable
Y-yeah
Y-yeah
Maino
I got women in the 'burbs
Women in the the hood
Yeah my wifey mad
'cause she knows I'm no good
Man I'm just a dog
I'd be faithful if I could
But I'm Tiger Woods
Yeah, I'm Tiger Woods
Go get'em Tiger
Get 'em Tiger
(That's me)
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
I need help 'cause I know I got a problem
Every bad bitch I come across I think I want 'em
Look at how I roll when I see 'em then I'm on 'em
Drunk full of liquor and a pocket full of condoms
Lord I can't lie I'm a dog, I'm a cheater
Babymomma gone 'cause I ain't know how'ta treat her
Shout out to Na'isha
Shout out to Latisha
Shout out to my shorty with that little white Bimmer
Feeling like a king
Got women that'll treat me
I be going hard
Got a dime down in D.C.
Yeah my wifey home
And I'm wrong for what I'm doing yo
I be out creepin/lying
Said I'm in the studio
I got women in the 'burbs
Women in the the hood
Yeah my wifey mad
'cause she knows I'm no good
Man I'm just a dog
I'd be faithful if I could
But I'm Tiger Woods
Yeah, I'm Tiger Woods
Go get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
I got a stripper named Bird in Miami
Got a little model that I see when I'm in Cali
I be running down on them R&B; broads
Cop chick, let me fuck her in her uniform
Now tell me if I'm wrong
'Cause I be chasing coochie
I be into girls that's into eating coochie
Shorty had me going
Had me open off her coochie
Going to her projects
Buying her Gucci
My girl probably know 'cause I ain't ever home
I could never let her find what's in my cameraphone
Got picture of Sh'wan, Tiffany, and all'em
Pictures of the twins
I was humpin' both'em
I got women in the 'burbs
Women in the the hood
Yeah my wifey mad
'cause she knows I'm no good
Man I'm just a dog
I'd be faithful if I could
But I'm Tiger Woods
Yeah, I'm Tiger Woods
Go get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
I'm Tiger Woods
Yup I'm Tiger Woods
And I'm truly sorry I know that I'm no good
I would keep it real
Be faithful if I could
But I'm Tiger Woods
Yup, I'm Tiger Woods
I got women in the 'burbs
Women out the country
Women that I hurt
I'm sorry I know you love me
I could feel your pain
Please accept my apologies
The ones that ever
Been pregnant by me
Nah Baby, not me
Not the one you settle down with
I'm the type that call up your friend
And mess around with
This is who I am
This is how I love
Still trying to find a place
To swing my golf club
I got women in the 'burbs
Women in the the hood
Yeah my wifey mad
'cause she knows I'm no good
Man I'm just a dog
I'd be faithful if I could
But I'm Tiger Woods
Yeah, I'm Tiger Woods
Go get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
(That's me)
Get'em Tiger
Get'em Tiger
Go get'em
Go get'em
Go get'em Tiger
See we could do it big like Beyonce and Jay Z,
Later that night like Swizz and Alicia Keys
Barrack and Michelle, we gone start our first family
GIrl you wanna do it, baby just call on me
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
Maino, talk to her
Drop dead gorgeous, diamonds in the necklace
She serious, Louis Vuitton princess
Somebody's girl, she probably might be one
I know a real bad bitch when I see one
I'm like, if it was me I'd keep hun because she the kind of girl a nigga need son
No games, I'm serious, I think I really like her
Oh lord, she's it, I'll wife her
Hoping I can close enough to try her
Man, I would lock her down, life her
Cause she the baddest bitch in the world
And all I think is how I'm supposed to make her my girl
Damn, I just wanna get the chance to please her
Look at Jay Z and B, that could be us
You got what I need, I knew it
Let's not waste time, let's do it
See we could do it big like Beyonce and Jay Z,
Later that night like Swizz and Alicia Keys
Barrack and Michelle, we gone start our first family
Girl you wanna do it, baby just call on me
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
Presidential dine, presidential nights
You Michelle Obama, the president's wife
I done made my old girl jealous
On the red carpet, now my new chick famous
My dog told me lately I ain't focused now
Cause it's clear, Shawty got me opened now
She really got me spinnin like a ceiling fan
I ain't in and out the club, I'm a different man
I used to play around with the groupies, yeah
... then I gave the groupies up
Long hair, green eyes, true religions fitten tight around her mean thighs
I ain't tripping off of what my boys said
I'm just trying to be her boyfriend
And you ain't got to worry about them chicks
Cause baby, you here the bitch
See we could do it big like Beyonce and Jay Z,
Later that night like Swizz and Alicia Keys,
Barrack and Michelle, we gone start our first family
Girl you wanna do it, baby just call on me
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
Maino, talk to her
You my Gabrielle, my Hale Berry, Jada Pinkett... Tarajee
Shades on you an actress, nose turnt up you walk like you that bitch
I know exactly what you all about
The new Louie bag, before it's even out
Yeah, baby I know how to treat ya
Handcuffs, you a keeper
See we could do it big like Beyonce and Jay Z,
Later that night like Swizz and Alicia Keys
Barrack and Michelle, we gone start our first family
You wanna do it, baby just call on me
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
That could be us, that could be us, that could be us
Maino, talk to her
I'm talking like B, Jay
Swizz, keys
Barrack yall, Michelle yall
Baby what I'm tryna say is
You and me, forever girl, I said forever girl
That could be us yeah, that could that could be yeah
No more games, it's you and me now girl, it's you and me now girl
It's you and me, it's you and me, forever,
man i got dat swaaaaagg
mah hat matchin my baaaagg
you know im poppin taaaaaggs
but man i got that swaaaaagg
IM SWAGGIN WHILE IM SURFIN, NOW WATCH ME SERVE AND SWAGG [2x]
truthfully im gettin sick & tired of all dis dammn swag talkin
seems to me cause all i see is just a bunch of fags talkin
what you say? niggas fake & im gon never ever change
hard headed, guess im still just stuck all in my brooklyn ways
shout out to mah niggaz self; bigger to the whole union
pretty bitches curious to find out what a gangsta do
& ill be chillin, cash stackin clubbin' while mah pants saggin'
ill be drinkin', ill be wildin', swing my rag, black flaggin'
she buy the way i walk, thugs love the way i talk
ask em' bout me, they gon' say that boy yay yayy he run New York
still aint puttin' damn shades; i dont chase fame booiii
selfish, i got my self hott, i guess im slef made
i swagg when i surf(3x)
now watch me surf and swagg, OK
A-a-a-august,
Boy-wonder
[August:]
Now if you recognize real we'll recognize you,
Now what you gonn do when the storm come through,
(When the day come baby, you better be ready,)
Or you might just get blown away...
Cause this is it yeah,
It's survival of the fittest
So you better be and mind your business
'Cause baby nothin' else matters
You gotta be you and keep doin' what you do so
Hustle hard, hustle hard, hustle hard yeah yeah [x3]
Hustle hard
[Maino:]
Maino (yeah)
This is what it is (is), I get it how I live, (live)
I'm a grind hard the only way for me to live (live)
Got hustle in my veins (veins), I feel it in my bones (bones),
I came in this game with crack money in my clothes (oh),
Look at how I roll so on truth no actor (no), just a real nigger, never said I was a rapper (no),
Critics see the dick the single still went platinum,
If you don't say that's hustlin' then whatchu call that then,
Call it whatchu want, but tell me whatchu seein,
My money getting stronger, my cars is European,
The woman that you love the same women that I peein,
The places that you run from the places that I been,
I'm a get a dollar one way or another,
Got the mast up, with a black flag with a rubber, forever,
I'm a hustle hard till they bury me, whatever, only to the top is where they carry me,
[August:]
Cause this is it yeah,
It's survival of the fittest
So you better be and mind your business
'Cause baby nothin' else matters
You gotta be you and keep doin' what you do so
Hustle hard, hustle hard, hustle hard yeah yeah [x3]
Hustle hard
[Maino:]
Yeahh,
Shooters on deck, so nigger don't test me,
Mach 10 on the back seat of that Bentley,
Duggin' till I die, the ghetto still in me,
I'm the same dude that I was when you met me,
Money on my brain, now look what I became,
I just been tryna get it, don't tell me that I changed,
I came up doing chooksizz, just a young crook then,
Now I'm in the limelight, I'd do it all for Brooklyn,
This is for my comrades, tryna get a mill,
Get dope money, or that weed money or them pills,
I'd show them how it feels, to do it from the ground up,
Back to back Benz's, rio tint that town up,
Look at me I'm ridin', diamonds, hustlin'
Yeah I'm still grindin', strivin', struggling,
Never will I ever go back to that penitentiary,
Lights camera action, my life is a documentary...
Now if you recognize real, we'll recognize you
Now what you gonn do when the storm come through
(When the day go baby, you better be ready)
You might just get blown away...
Cause this is it yeah,
It's survival of the fittest
So you better be and mind your business
'Cause baby nothin' else matters
You gotta be you and keep doin' what you do so
Hustle hard, hustle hard, hustle hard yeah yeah [x3]
Hustle hard
[Maino:]
Don't stop,
If you recognize real we'll recognize you,
I run with gorillas, I was raised in the zoo,
I come from the block, crack rock in my shoe,
I hustle nonstop, I played it by the rules,
Survival of the fittest, if you with it then let's get it,
In the air, it's close I can feel it,
Comin' for the riches, I'm startin' get near it,
Everything is phak, can you doubt that I'm the realest?
[August:]
Now if you recognize real we'll recognize you,
Now what you gonn do when the storm come through,
(When the day come baby, you better be ready,)
Or you might just get blown away...
Cause this is it yeah,
It's survival of the fittest
So you better be and mind your business
'Cause baby nothin' else matters
You gotta be you and keep doin' what you do so
Hustle hard, hustle hard, hustle hard yeah yeah [x3]
Yea I am a soldier it's a war going on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big I am just a soldier it's a war goin on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big listen look you feel the pain I'm in you see the place I'm from the shit I said I did betta balieve I done look how a nigga live you know how real it is it's drug money forever baby let's feed our kids my middle fingers up until they go in cuffs now to benz's with stash boxes I doubled up you see the hell I been in look how these niggaz tellin all of my friends is under surveilence all of my homies ride cause for my hood I die I fuck wid albany minute I love my nigga wise until I'm dead and gone this type of shit I'm on shout out to fort green... Career criminal guns cracked I did it to casaki and el mira I did it thru don't confuse me with rap niggaz I'm different dude every nigga that hustle hard this for you yea I am a soldier it's a war going on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big I am just a soldier it's a war goin on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big niggaz know I'm a thug I get a lot of love I'm real potent like the dope in ma mama's blood I keep the... Tucked d's can't find the drugs and fuck the court room nigga I could find the judge I'm breaking bread with killas I'm running with the shooters I'm gang affiliated I think like larry hoover we still gettin cash wavin that black flag ya'll crack on nostrand now we don't... My homies in the... They fightin for they life my nigga mo dog he fightin for his life I know how hell feel so now I'm chasen millz dats why these niggaz love me they know I keep it real they know I'm just a soldier until my day is over behind them tinted windows they se me in the rover and ain't no turnin back... Let's get in an see shout out my nigga leon his whole family yea I am a soldier it's a war going on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big I am just a soldier it's a war goin on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big look now we gone make it big we goin do our thing this is what diker wanted we gone fulfill his dream heard hes a real dude dat... Will let it off a nigga poppin the feds look how hes standin tall ma niggaz certified part of a home we... You see the soul of a man when you see inside his eyez we ain't got shit to loose only the world... Finnally the gangsters win... Yea I am a soldier it's a war going on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big I am just a soldier it's a war goin on in the place we live hustle every day just to feed our kids prayin one day we gone make it big we gone make it big
[hook]
i shine, you shine
[verse 1]
float in that wide-body roadster
top down, feel like the sky closer
get a fix, you know my life addictive
might already wake up in the arms of a vixen
started with a dream and a half-ounce
somehow i end up in a party up in puff house
how you want it? my kicks is nine hundred
all i see is ghosts and phantoms, my life haunted
raindrops falling, dancing on my bentley
feel like the angels crying, lord help me
living for the moment, fuck the cost dancer
throwing singles out, focus on the dancer
made it out of brooklyn but my heart in brooklyn
black bandanna, yeah, this one for brooklyn
so fuck a record deal, nigga, my record real
black smith and wesson, holding on my tec and steel
[hook]
[hook 2]
this is how we do
this is how we do everything all day
this is how we do
this is how we do everything all night
[verse 2]
champagne stains on my bent seats
got my own set of keys, swizz beatz
pretty women penetrated over silk sheets
violators gets smacked in they front seat
don't sleep cause you know what i'm about, huh
how i fuck celebrities, then rap about them
no conscience cause we're real dark tints
prayed for my life and never bothered losses
fuck when it's over, see you for like a million
rocks that gold, my diamonds light up a building
this is how i do, mac 11 in a range ro'
if i really changed, it's the fame you should blame fo'
so this is for my dogs in them dark things
fantasizing bout nicki in her g-string
never losing, winning is a state of mind
just remember, if i shine, you shine
[hook]
[hook 2]
[verse 3]
i shine, you shine
in this day and time, who maintains, stay on the grind
dedication, put in work
let the dom circulate
split it with family, call it reparations
dealing with bricks on consignment
set a nigga straight just like wheel alignments
cause it don't die when you dap and relocate
watch re-enactments on 1st 48
it's like, 'i don't know, your honor'
i plead the fifth, death before dishonor
it's like the game all twisted
we in it for the long run, we going the distance
plus bucks in my pockets never slowed up
got shooters that salute when i show up
aim good plus the dream's still thorough
ay yo main, this one for the borough
[hook]
[hook 2]
For Zane, my future
Hook:
Man I feel like a runaway slave
Can’t calm down
Never gon behave
My back to the wind
My spirit in the sky
I’m never giving in
Middle finger up high
And even when I die
Don’t shed a tear when I’m laid
I feel like a runaway slave
I said I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave
Listen…
Verse 1:
I could die before I get rich never touch a mill
Die before my album drops never sell a mill
Die before I get to see how success feels
Die before any of my dreams are fulfilled
Die before I really start livin out my plans
Die before I see my son grow into a man
Die before my niggas come home from they bids
Die before I truly learn how to really live
Now it feels like I know death
Gotta watch my own steps
Wonder my niggaz aint around cuz they all left
Pride in the ring contemplating on my own death
Shots fly niggaz tryin to kill my on my doorstep
How they gon remember me? What’ll be my legacy?
How they gon talk about me when they pour that hennessy?
That nigga thug, that nigga was a rider
That nigga was one hell of a survivor
Niggaz in the pen with no money for bail
Every nigga on the run tryin to stay up outta jail
I could feel ya…
Yea I know, hold on and be strong my niggas
Hook:
Man I feel like a runaway slave
Can’t calm down
Never gon behave
My back to the wind
My spirit in the sky
I’m never giving in
Middle finger up high
And even when I die
Don’t shed a tear when I’m laid
I feel like a runaway slave
I said I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave
Verse 2:
I could die before I bring happiness to my momma
Die before I make peace with my baby momma
Die before I squash all my bullshit drama
Die but don’t cry this is death before dishonor
This is my last will and testament
Listen to my testament
Please raise Zane to be a leader and a gentleman
I don’t have regrets all the times that I was negligent
Standing in the courtroom fronting like im innocent
Look at how I came up
Duckin undercover men
Friends getting railroaded hung by his government
This is what they made me
Hell is what they gave me
Homies coming home on parole but they ain’t free
Look at me, look at life, how im supposed to change huh?
Im feelin like a runaway slave ma
Cant calm down I refuse to be tamed
Standing in these 4 walls banging on the cage
Niggaz on the jail bus handcuffed and chained
When its said and done they gon remember my name
Now mommy in the front row, sittin at my funeral
Everybody cryin’, just another death as usual
You feel me?
Hook:
Man I feel like a runaway slave
Can’t calm down
Never gon behave
My back to the wind
My spirit in the sky
I’m never giving in
Middle finger up high
And even when I die
Don’t shed a tear when I’m laid
I feel like a runaway slave
I said I feel like a runaway slave
[Intro: Talking]
Ha ha, check it out right
Niggaz be talkin and shit
I've been hearin a lot of shit nigga, you know what I'm sayin?
This nigga said somethin about this nigga
this bitch said somethin about that bitch
Tell'em what you heard, I'm just takin it all in
I'm just sayin what I heard nigga
[Verse:]
Listen, I heard Suge smacked Game
I ain't say I seen Suge smack Game
I said my man told me Suge smacked Game, down in Miami
I just came back from down in Miami
I don't like no fake niggaz standin around me
Buck said Cam'ron fucked around and got robbed in Cali
But I heard it wasn't true, I ain't gonna spread that around dude
But the news said [?] Zeek snitched on you
They say Puff is the reason why Shine in a box
If I was him I'd come home and put Puff in a box
Heard DMX puff a lot
They say when the boy roll up his blunts he like to stuff in the rocks
Don't ask me I don't know if it's wrong or right love
Heard Foxy got her ass whooped in a night club
Don't blame me nigga I ain't make this stuff up
If half of it is true than I guess that's fucked up
[Chorus: x2]
He said she said
Nigga I heard the same shit you heard cause Rumors spread
These industry niggaz is worse than bitches
They all run they mouths, some get vicious
[Verse:]
Listen, I can't belive niggaz fightin over bitches anyway
I heard Carmelo stole my man Suger Jay
The industry sayin Mase leavin the game
My bitch from Jersey told me that Jaheim was gay
He ain't the only one that don't like pussy
I was in jail when I heard Trina do like pussy
Heard Gloria Malez like to sling her pussy
Got on a DVD and said Buddens ate her pussy (Damn!)
Niggaz talk but they don't really live
Got this Gorilla nigga tryin to sound like Big
The other day a nigga came through the hood with juice kid
Showed me two chains that belong to Woo-Kid
Let me tell you what I heard through the grapevine
The streets is sayin that Brooklyn is all mine
I heard these niggaz is scared of me
They said the industry ain't pepared for me
[Chrous x2]
[Verse:]
Listen, I was readin the daily news
When they said they had flicks with Lloyd Banks havin sex with a hairy dude
In the hood they say (?) is a scary dude
He from Marcy but he don't even come through
I heard Kalise head game is the bomb
She was Pharrell's bitch before she got with Nas
Some rappers don't play with they broads
Cause I heard Mack 10 ain't got a problem beatin on T-Boz
Look y'all it's what I heard I don't know if it's all fact
I'm just tryin to bring New York back
This is New York rap, now who want that
The whole industry's fake I know you heard that
[Chorus x2]
[Outro: Talking]
Ha ha, all these niggaz is pussies anyway
Talkin and runnin they mouths and all that
Yeah!
Yea yea yea yea yea
Nigga you guna die I swear to god man I promise
Send you up to god motherfucka I'm a punish you
You betta believe this the day dat I'm a come for you
See me on that screen and you thought that I got comfortable
Hear me on that box and you thought that I was slippin now
See me in the tent and you thought that I was different now
But I ain't never change but I'll catch you on my aim
When we finally run into each other nigga we gun bang
Homie you guna get it can't forget the shit you did
You don't deserve the breathin don't deserve to live
I fucked up I fucked up I should've been kilt you
Should've been hammered up should've been nailed you
It is what it is you know just wat I'm talkin bout
Gangsta ass nigga kno exactly who I'm talkin bout
Let the trigger fly sing your spirit to the sky
I pray that you get murdered everyday I fantasize
We guna throw a party when you really finally die
We glad that you gone we guna laugh wen u fry
We piss on your name we guna shit where you lay
We celebrate your death pop bottles at your grave
You better stay armed up I'm a get you blowned up
I'm a get you shot down shot gun miles bust
Duck down I'm up now I can't wait to trill you
Your day is guna come I won't rest until I kill you
Dear father god please forgive me for my sins
My heart full of hatridge and I'm plottin on revenge
My pistol fully loadedd lord help me give me strength
If I see him I'm guna kill him cause my heart now hatin
[x4:] I wish death on my enemies
Listen yea
I want you so bad that right now I can taste you
Caught in my emotions I'm positive I hate you
Prayin on that day that I can send you to da angels
Hop out and let that chrome desert eagle face you
I see you in my dreams havin visions that I slayed you
Whole clip empty I'm still tryin to spray you
God please forgive me but this retaliation
I'm tired of playing cool my niggas tired of waiting
We guna get together like we savages in caves man
We guna hunt you down bury you inside the basement
Look at wat you made me I'm pissed off and angry
I'm fucked up and twisted music can't change me
It's guna bring me joy just to see you on your deathbed
Bullets in your torso a hole in your forehead
I ain't guna hesitate to run up give you more lead
Come where you live inkill you on your doorstep
Put you in a cascade put u in a sleeping bag
Put that on my dead homies I'm a murder u n laugh
Look me in da eyes I'm a ride like I'm suppose to do
Promise I'm jus waiting on the time to get close to you
Fuk rap it's a fact nigga this ain't liquor talkin
Fuk that I'm a clap cause I'm sick of talkin
I'm comin I can't wait to drill you
Your days now numbered won't rest until I kill you
Dear father god please forgive me for my sins
My heart full of hatridge and I'm plottin on revenge
My pistol fully loadedd lord help me give me strength
If I see him I'm guna kill him cause my heart now hatin
Check out
remember my name (my name)
Said You gunna remember my name
HOOK
If I’m alive or not
Cold or Hot
Block & guard my spot
Said you gonna remember my name
From the start ‘til the end
Whether I lose or win
Family for a friend
Said you gunna remember my name
My name, my naaaaammee yeah
Said you gunna remember my name
My naaaaaaammmmmmeeeee
VERSE 1:
Listen
I promise to be
Nuttin short of a G
Never beg for mercy, never seein me flee
Got blood on my knife, Got cash in my jeans
Did dirt in my life, havin nightmares in my dreams
I remember my father, I was watchin him suffer
Help me heavenly father, don’t let my life get rougher
And you gotta forgive me, I got alcohol in me
Even after Im dead, niggas will never forgive me
I got homies I love that I lost in the game
[Intro: {Fame} (Maino)]
Hahahahahahaa!
Hahahaha!
Maino! (yo, whattup?)
Hahah!
Yeah!
Maino! [knocking] (yo, man!)
Maino! (The fuck nigga? yo!) [knocking] (Yo whattup?)
It's me! (Fuck that shit, man! Man who? Who're you?)
[Verse 1:]
[Fame (Maino):]
I'm everything you're chasing! - The thing that you dream about! (what?)
I'm what you really want! - The shit that people read about.
Niggas kill for me! - I make 'em bring the heaters out! (what?)
So many died For me! - I can't remember the amount!
[Maino:]
What? What the fuck? - Who is this? Stop playin'! (uh!)
Cause I ain't with the gangs; whatchu mean? - What you sayin'?
[Fame (Maino):]
I noitced that you want me! - You obsessed tryna get me!
You want a ride home? - But it ain't easy try to get me!
And even if you get me - are you sure you can handle me?
Many came before you, but they failed they couldn't handle me!
I'm the glamour, the glimpse, the scene, I m the lime light!
I turn boys into men when the time's right!
I'm your life! - You're excited by my name!
I'm what you decide, motherfucker, I'm the fame!
[Maino:]
Fame?! What? - The "Fame"? - What the f...
How the... Ayo! - Man...
[Chorus: Maino]
Look into my soul! (soul!) - Don't tell me that I changed,
Cause in my mind I thought that I still the same.
I didn't notice all the changes that I made
Cause I was too busy! (busy!) - Chasing the fame...
Chasing the fame... I'm chasing the fame...
Don't tell me that I changed - cause I've been too busy! (busy!) - Chasing the fame...
[Verse 2:]
[Fame (Maino):]
Some celebrities' good! They real, so they still with me! (ohh!)
All the niggas get high! They can't deal with me. (uhh!)
I'm the reason why Big' and 'Pac inside the ground (man!)
And you could be a Kanye! - Or be a Bobbie Brown! (naah!)
It's up to you! - You still wanna fuck with me? (I don't know...)
Cause once you in this forever you gettin' stuck with me!
[Maino]
I mean: "Yeah." - No! - Goddamn! - Let me think!
I only wanna be famous to help me leave the streets!
[Fame (Maino):]
I didn't changed your life! (no!) - I got you shining right. (yes!)
You was the street, dude! - Look how I saved your life!
[Maino:]
But I had the sacrifice! - I don't see my son in like
2 or 3 weeks straight! - What happened to my family life?
[Fame (Maino):]
Welcome to the fast life! " - (I be clubbing every night!)
This is what you asked for! - This is what you wanted, right?
[Maino:] Yeah, I know. - Money, hoes! - Cars, clothes, livin' life!
[Fame:] Got what you was wishing! - Don't tell me it don't feel nice!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Maino]
Fame! Whatchu doing? People looking at me different! (eewww!)
My friends say I changed! (oh!) - They think I'm acting different! (NO!)
At first all I wanted is to get my hands on riches (yup!)
Too busy chasing you (YOU!) - to notice all the difference! (wow!)
People see me now! - Where they go, snapping pictures (yeah!)
When you go I come running tell me why you're so addictive. (why?)
You're a gift! - You're a curse! (yup!) - You feelin' like a drug! (drug!)
Cause while I'm chasing you - I hurt the ones I love. (oh!)
And I ain't who I was! (was!) - Cause I ain't on the block no more. (uh-uh!)
I ain't in the hood; I've been out. - Yeah, I'm tryna talk (ch'eah!)
Tell me what to do! - I was cool before I blew.
Cause now I spend my days out - tryna capture you! (uhh!)
I'm tryna be the same! (uhh!) - Don't tell me that I changed! (NO!)
Stop fucking with my mind! (stop!) - You're playin' with my brain!
Tell me who I am! (tell me!) - My mother calls me: "Main'! " (Main'!)
[Chorus:]
Nothing this... the radio, yeah
They say you like it freaky yeah
Well lay your body down right there
You make it look easy, but all I really wanna hear you say
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah uh I won't stop until I hear that ooh ah sound
... don't tell me what you man do, fuck how much your man make
It don't matter baby cause I'm a fuck you anyway
I'm a touch you every way, I'm a leave you open
I'm a take a dive deep inside you, my ocean
Momy won't you please know that, I don't mean no disrespect
I'm just confident that I, I could probably get you wet
Then you made me notice you, let me introduce to you
I'm a bad boy I do the thing didy wouldn't do
I can feel your heart beating, momy this your chance yo
People call me scarface but you can call me maino
Come and get your hair pulled, come and get your ass spanked
You deserve to feel what you not getting' let me have that
[Chorus:]
They say you like it freaky yeah
Well lay your body down right there
You making look easy, but all I really wanna hear you say
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah uh I won't stop until I hear that ooh ah sound
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah, know we can keep it on the low
You be on that freaky shit, I be on that freaky shit
We should get together you could be my little freaky bitch
You are just a sexy chick, I touch you where you like it
I'm a put my tongue on you and get you real excited
Now I'm all inside it, you can feel it warming
You gonna scream to god I go hard, I'm from brooklyn
... on my war wounds, licking on my tattoos
You gonna get it good, this ain't something that your man do
Come and give it all to me, just be who you are momy
Sex being heavenly, come lay on top of god's body
This is it, don't resist you in the zone
And I'm not gonna let up to you moan, ah
[Chorus:]
They say you like it freaky yeah
Well lay your body down right there
You making look easy, but all I really wanna hear you say
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah uh I won't stop until I hear that ooh ah sound
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah, know we can keep it on the low
Got the club of horse girl, I'm a keep you warm
I'm slamming the door, oho girl to watch you perform baby
You making it easy, but you ain't easy baby
You just know how real I am
I lay back while you please me, you like it freaky
I promise I won't tell your man, oho
This is a secret, I'm a keep it, on some discresion
I'm a penetrate you the deepest
I be on my g shit, bit your pussy down to pieces
I got the remedy you need this
[Chorus:]
They say you like it freaky yeah
Well lay your body down right there
You making look easy, but all I really wanna hear you say
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh aah uh I won't stop until I hear that ooh ah sound
[Intro:]
Yeah (Uh Hu) East New York,
Hustle Hard, Gmg, Bed-Stuy Nigga,
(Ya Heard, Black Flag) Murda, Wat Up Nigga?
Maino, Wat Da Fuck Going On Man?
(Im Here Man) These Niggaz Aint Even Ready Man Ya Heard,
(Im Ready To Catch A Body Again) (Me Too Man, Im Just, Dat's Just Da Feelin)
[Maino:]
Yeah Muthafuckas Hate Wat Dey Can't Be,
Fear Wat Dey Can't Beat,
No Matter How Dey Try, Dey Can't Touch Wat Dey Can't See,
You Ready Dawg?
[Uncle Murda:]
Im Ready Dawg, Murda Let Dat Semi Off,
Have His Mama Like “wat Da Fuck Dey Had To Kill Him For?”
[Maino:]
But Dat Was Her Only Child.
[Uncle Murda:]
But He Never Made Her Proud,
Finally She Wanted Da Knucklehead To Get Gunned Down,
[Maino:]
(Damn) It Is Wat It Is,
We Aint Rappers, We Shooters Man,
Dis Da Rebirth Of [Tonton Schooler?] Man,
Got These Niggaz Shook To Death,
[Uncle Murda:]
To Da Death.
[Maino:]
Back To Back.
[Uncle Murda:]
Tec For Tec.
[Maino:]
Mac To Mac.
[Uncle Murda:]
Extra Clip.
[Maino:]
These Niggaz Is Scared Dat.
[Uncle Murda:]
Pop Em Up,
Hit Em Up,
Dat's Blood He Spittin Up,
[Maino:]
Im Da Hand Of God,
He Going To Jesus To Pick Him Up,
Murda, Wat You Tryna To Do?
[Uncle Murda:]
Maino, Wat You Tryna To Do?
[Maino:]
Im Tryna Catch A Body Son.
[Uncle Murda:]
Im Tryna Catch A Body Too.
[Maino:]
We All Coke Offenders.
[Uncle Murda:]
Call Da Cops To Come Get Us.
[Both:]
Stand In Front Of Da Judge Like “fuck It Give Us Our Sentenceä.
[Hook: D.V. Alias Khryst {Maino} (Uncle Murda)]
We Send Them To The Wars Cause You Don't Really Want No Problems With Us,
{We Hit Em Like...}
We Drag Em To The Back Of The Alley For Even Uttering Words About Us.
(We Hit Em Like...)
So Sorry's Out Your Face, We Leanin But This Aint A Dance We Do,
{We Hit Em Like...}
[{Maino} (Uncle Murda):]
{You Get Em} (Yeah)
(I Split Em) {Yeah}
{I Twist Em} (Yeah)
(I Flip Em) {Yeah}
{You Lift Em} (Yeah)
{We Hit Em Like...}
[Uncle Murda:]
Oh Ima Shoot Em In His Head,
[Maino:]
And Ima Hit Em In His Neck,
[Uncle Murda:]
We Got Da Kinda Name,
[Maino:]
Dat You Niggaz Gon Respect,
[Uncle Murda:]
Ima Take Dat Nigga Chain,
[Maino:]
All I Need Is Da Watch,
[Uncle Murda:]
Before We Take His Life,
[Maino:]
We Take Everything He Got,
[Uncle Murda:]
Ima Movement By Myself,
[Maino:]
And Ima Movement By Myself,
But Together We A Force,
[Both:]
Niggaz Lives Gon Get Lost,
You Fuckin Wit A “gä,
[Maino:]
Ima Mufuckin Ryder
[Uncle Murda:]
Im Mr. Shoot-You-Up,
[Maino:]
And Im Da Getaway Driver,
Look Man I Does Wat Da Killers Do,
You Know How These Killers Do?,
Got Some Real Niggaz Out In Philly, Dat Some Killers Too.
[Cassidy:]
Ima Pro, So Da Flow So Beautiful,
If I Aint Da Truth In Da Booth Then You,
You Delusional!
I Fuck Wit Men Dat Be Hustlin Like I Used To Do,
But I Don't Move Pharmaceuticals, Im More Musical,
I Be Rhymin Cause Findin A Job Is Unusual,
And Workin A 9 To 5 Aint Cool To Do,
Da Pay They Pay You Da Day Is Unsuitable,
Dat's Why Workin At A Job, I Refuse To Do,
For Real, But Da Media Be Confusin You,
Dey Said I Had Price On My Head,
Dem Niggaz Foolin You,
If I Had A Price On My Head,
I'd Put Twice Da Bread & They'll Be Dead,
Dey Gon Shoot At Who?
I Got Da Loot To Get Plenty Niggaz To Shoot At You,
And I'll Shoot It Too, But You Know Dem Lil Dudes'll Do,
Dey Aint Sparkin Dey Barkin Just Like A Poodle Do,
And I Could Prove It Too Dat Da Problem Is Unsolutional.
[Hook: D.V. Alias Khryst {Maino} (Uncle Murda)]
We Send Em To The Wars Cause You Don't Really Want No Problems With Us,
{We Hit Em Like...}
We Drag Em To The Back Of The Alley For Even Uttering Words About Us.
(We Hit Em Like...)
So Sorry's Out Your Face, We Leanin But This Aint A Dance We Do,
{We Hit Em Like...}
[{Maino} (Uncle Murda)]
{You Get Em} (Yeah)
(I Split Em) {Yeah}
{I Twist Em} (Yeah)
(I Flip Em) {Yeah}
{You Lift Em} (Yeah)
{We Hit Em Like...}
[Outro:]
Now Dat Is How You Kill A Muthafucka (Ya Heard Hahaha)
I-I Like-I Like When A Bullet Go In A Muthafucka Head Man,
I Like Seeing A Nigga Bleed & Shit Man.
(Yeah Man) Dis Dat Shoot-Em-Up, Bang-Bang Shit Man,
Dis Aint None Of Dat Positive, Dis Is All Negative Rap Right Here Nigga Ya Heard.
(Brooklyn, Promoting Violence Nigga, Bed-Stuy, East New York)
Get Ya Gunz Up Niggaz (Yeah)
Cassidy, Wat Up?
Wats Going On Nigga?
Khryst, Wat Up Muthafucka?
(My Nigga Khryst On Da Hook) (Ya Heard)
Brooklyn (Maino) Uncle Murda
(We Doin Wat We Do My Nigga) Ya Heard
The world, Brooklyn to the day I die
Coming to the pen wearing green, show
Now I feel bigger than nino
Champagne days of patron nights
God help me, I've been up the past 5 nights
Caught up in the hype and I'm still clubbing
Bands hanging acting out while we're in the public
You see me still... gotta love... surviving
Cause I done made a... and not a bread crumbs
Eddie told me stay focus watch the bread come
Proof that anything is possible
Standing in the phantom screaming I'm unstoppable
Shooting for the stars dog, feels like I landed on Mars dog
Still living like I have no fear, middle finger's in the air like yeah
It's about to go down, look at me, bigger than Nino Brown
I'm bigger than Nino Brown, I'm bigger than Nino Brown
The realest realest in the town, look at me, bigger than Nino Brown
I'm everything the little homies wanna be
Magazines, I'm a young girl's fantasy
Doing things that the og's never dream
Seeing things that my dead friends never seen
Different night, different girls, new city
Man the whole world is a new jack city
From crack money to that Puff Daddy jury
Foreign cars got a good broad with me
So this is for my dawgs in the war zone
Still banging... in the group holes...
Ex con, tell the truth, who'd you thought I be?
I'm standing on sand that's Caribbean
Penthouse sweet just me and some 2 women friends
Look at me, seen expectation, still don't give no fuck with no explanation
Still living like I have no fear, middle finger's in the air like yeah
It's about to go down, look at me, bigger than Nino Brown
I'm bigger than Nino Brown, I'm bigger than Nino Brown
The realest realest in the town, look at me, bigger than Nino Brown
Yeah, the realest, realest, in the country
Any hood, just look at how they love me
From the top to the bottom where them thugs be
Bullet proof confidence, haters can't touch me
If I ain't loosing then I gotta be a winner
Threesomes for breakfast, my young girl for dinner
Lord please, forgive me I'm a sinner
Got the spirit of a old drug dealer
Feeling like I'm the king of the whole block
Now I park... on my own block
Look around, this is Maino's town
I'm bigger than Nino Brown
Still living like I have no fear, middle finger's in the air like yeah
It's about to go down, look at me, bigger than Nino Brown
I'm bigger than Nino Brown, I'm bigger than Nino Brown
Hook:
I guess this what they cause it
I gotta stand talking full of get a...
I ain't never gon stop now
No I ain't never gon stop now
Yeah
I'm a victim of the game
They only got a rule that I'm tryin to maintain
And I'm never gon stop now
Now I'm never gon stop now
It is...
Your trap is a success the money a stress
The ups and downs, the jury on my neck
The hate, the love, the tattoos on my flash
The club, the drug, the liquor on my breath
My haters on my... the groupies in my room
I hate to be in lames, uncomfortable with goons
I try to be the... just still I...
People say I'm 80 behind my successful
My friends... my homies in the...
You could feel my pain and it gonna feel the...
The critics say I'm fly but my... say a million
My baby mama flippin say this game maybe different
To me and my trippin too much too sippin
Wakin up and tellies too many different women
Looking I'm living
The parties the drinking
I'm high, I'm low, oh no I'm thinking
[Hook:]
The cause, the clothes, the friend, the hoes
My blood, my swept, my tip, ym soul
The truth, the lies, the songs,
The... I'm happy,... what happen my life
I'm got up in this world
I feel me... and see my son in weeks
And see my family neither
'Cause people say I'm changing
My enemies is... they can't believe I'm famous
Am I really winnin 'cause I can take you loses
Another girl is pregnant that's one more portion
Catch me 'cause I'm fallin I hear thing callin
But tell me why I'm spillin like my life is in the tall in
Tell me who to trust I don't know who...
I don't know who's... I don't know if this...
I don't know who's... I don't know if this...
I don't know if this a fan or a... tryin to kill me
Thinking to myself it was easy before
Got in the game but it got all complicated
[Hook:]
The joy, the pain, the hook, the game
Stage the lights, they yelling my name
Tryin bell this... I don't... to stand like
I don't know what plus my cousin please why you takin so light
Well I'm feeling like it was simple and it was pour
Baby I'm alcoholic lately I've been drinking more
Lately I've been feeling stressed what it got...
Damn what a life this gonna be the captain...
[Intro: Busy Signal] (Maino)
Jam fi, ex cons only (YEAH!)
FREE UP! (MAINO!)
(NEVER GOIN BACK! BLACK FLAG CITY BOY!)
BUSY! (BROOKLYN!)
[Chorus: Busy Signal]
So we nah go a jail again! (OH NO!)
And we neva gonna fail again! (OH NO!)
Like a ship we gonna sail again! (OH OH!)
You will neva see di call fi friend to bail again
Nah see mi a courthouse nuh more! (OH NO!)
Nuh bracelet up inna house nuh more! (OH NO!)
Step out and hold mi own fah sure! (OH OH!)
Real hustlers around and mek money gallore
[Verse One: Maino]
MAINO! Yeah I'm never goin back again, never 'gon fail again
Promise to myself that I never see a jail again
Never see that big yard waitin on some mail again
Never see them corw bars sittin in a cell again
Livin like a savage dude savin up my cans of food
Keep on disrespectin me they treat me like an animal
Mi nah goin back again I done gave them crackers ten
I was just an inmate I probably wasn't rappin then
Now I'm on that TV yo, tell that C.O. kiss my ass
Pull up on my P.O. in that Maserati paper tag
They was always doubtin me but now I'm countin property
Never goin back (Why?) cause real niggas count on me
[Chorus: Busy Signal]
So we nah go a jail again! (OH NO!)
And we neva gonna fail again! (OH NO!)
Like a ship we gonna sail again! (OH OH!)
You will neva see di call fi friend to bail again
Nah see mi a courthouse nuh more! (OH NO!)
Nuh bracelet up inna house nuh more! (OH NO!)
Step out and hold mi own fah sure! (OH OH!)
Real hustlers around and mek money gallore
[Verse Two: Maino]
Yeah! Listen! Listen!
Look at the life I'm livin, all different kinds of linen
Platinum and diamond jewels I've done said goodbye to prison
My niggas still losin, come on it's time for winnin
My homey's CD blew, what type of time he gettin? !
We just lost JD, but still we gotta get it
Can't nothin stop my grind, I got to stay drivin
I mean I'm all alone, wishin that my homey's home
Feelin like my life is different since my nigga Dice been gone
Know how it feels in there, baby it's hell in there
When my man Ceno come home he ain't goin back in there
Never see jail again, mi nah fail again
Peace to the cat Auburn, Elmont, and Glendon dem!
[Chorus: Busy Signal]
So we nah go a jail again! (OH NO!)
And we neva gonna fail again! (OH NO!)
Like a ship we gonna sail again! (OH OH!)
You will neva see di call fi friend to bail again
Nah see mi a courthouse nuh more! (OH NO!)
Nuh bracelet up inna house nuh more! (OH NO!)
Step out and hold mi own fah sure! (OH OH!)
Real hustlers around and mek money gallore
[Outro: Busy Signal]
If yuh ever, ever, ever been through, what I been through
Neva could a sim through, hey
Haffi pay yuh dues, pay yuh dues
Haffi mek yuh moves, mek yuh moves
Haffi gwaan listen to di signal tunes
[Intro: Little kids singing]
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
[Verse 1: Maino]
Yo, I'm from where, you might not make it to see 25
Get the wrong judge? You might see 25
It hurts here - hard to sleep through nights
Need a gun & a good set of eyes just to get through life (damn)
From where dudes stand around the corners & pump rocks
To make it off the street, all depends on your jumpshot (word)
The drugs, the fiends, the pimps, the hoes
& what you call the slums, I call home (I'm home)
The funerals, the tears, little girls with kids
The murals of the friends that we lost through the years (we miss you)
Kids can't learn 'cause school is overcrowded
But they got cells for 'em though they say it's overcrowded (it's crazy)
I can't lie, take a look around, it's hell here (it's hell here)
But somethin' keeps me grounded 'cause Lord I'm still here (I'm here)
The love I feel is hard to explain
I could live anywhere but nothing's the same as
[Chorus: Maino (little kids)]
(My hood) everything ain't peaches & cream in (my hood)
Even though it ain't much it's (my hood)
Take a look what you seen in (my hood)
'Cause I ain't gon' ever give up on (my hood)
Maybe I'm just too stuck in (my hood)
'Cause I ain't gon' turn my back on (my hood)
Come through, I get love from (my hood)
'Cause I'm gon' always come back to (my hood)
[Verse 2: Maino]
Where I seen my man die in front of me (Curtis!)
Seen my pops get high right in front of me
Cops said somebody said I had a gun on me
I guess that's why they keep me while I had the cuffs on me
Around here ain't no hope for each other
'Cause up the block somebody sold dope to my mother
Please tell me how we 'posed to recover
When them gunshots touch more people than them songs from Usher (yeah)
And it don't help seein' all my men get burried
We should've RIOT when them pigs killed Timothy Stansbury
Everybody's on parole or probation
Or on the run or just caught court cases
Hustlers & con artists & narc faces
On the same strip chickenheads is car chasin' (what up?)
Deep down, know it's a better place to be
But still, I can't seem to get myself to leave
[Chorus: Maino (little kids)]
[Verse 3: Maino]
You might just speak with a different slang
But 'round the world every hood is the same (the same)
The dice games, the projects, the cars, & the corner stores
The barber shops, weed spots, & the liquor stores (yeah)
Niggas bring them bikes out in the summer time (haha!)
The hood is a bitch but dawg, she's fun at times (uh huh)
Everybody plays ball or they tryna rhyme
My homie just came home for the hundredth time
At night time mami, get yo' kid (whoa)
'Cause when them shells start flyin', don't let 'em hit yo' kid
Petty thieves & stick-up kids, drug businesses
Sluts suck any dick they get (oh)
Young girls with men names tattooed on 'em
With all this AIDS & shit, can't go raw in 'em
Look dawg, my son is my life, when I'm done with my life
The only place that I'd rather die is
[Intro: Maino]
Uh! Niggas is dead! Dead I tell you! Can't be serious!
Know what'll happen when you take three of the realest niggas in Brooklyn!
Street niggas and such, mix 'em all up in one track, It's Brooklyn!
Uh! Heh heh! Can't be serious! Yeah! Yeah!
[Verse 1: Maino]
Motherfuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine that spark
Cause whether you for or against us my murderous henchmen
Leave shots in the same hoodie you dressed in
No it's not a miracle baby I'm that incredible
Street certified come on salute a general
Your outta my league I refuse to war with you
Simply I got more guns than you
Keep the tek where my son live the llama at the other house
Shotty in the car streetsweeper at my mama's house
No sense I lost my damn mind now
One shot'll leave abd gun powder around your eyebrows
I'm the realest you niggas better comply now
Make way for the king the streets is mine now
I'm G and shit stripes like Adidas's
Chris Brown damn right I beat a bitch!
This year the game 'gon let the crooks in
Till the day that I die it's Brooklyn!
[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
It's R...
I hope y'all, know I'm comin for that crown
And my niggas hungry, don't bring your jewelry around
'Cause we eat food, and I got some broads to squeeze too
In the +Boiler Room+ supplyin "Vin Diesel"
Dressed in the ice, it's dark, dim the lights
In the jails and I reach you, it's nothin to send a kite
And my dogs all bite, we be right in the hood
Down for anything, even knockin down Suge
I'm necessary, see the ghetto need Red
They know I got the juice like A-Rodriguez (WHAT ELSE?)
And I'm a come clean with the bump-bump thing
Extended clips, like I'm on somethin
And if you pickin out Gs' in a line-up (yep)
It's only a matter of time 'fore you get lined up (yep)
And you get bucked down, I'm from Bucktown
Shakedown, ready for war, wassup now? !
[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
I'm from where dudes they got shit
Where dudes'll kill they man like 'Pone killed Rich
Or they'll sell drugs to they own mamas
Long as she come correct, with them motherfuckin dollars (What you want, mommy?)
Or they might let her go for a dollar, black
If she two dollars short, they gon' tell her to holla back (Can't help you mommy)
You know me, I'm right where the trail m
When the club like where duke I'm beefin with baby mom at (Baby!)
My lil' brother locked up for a shooting
He remind me of me, I was a bad influence (Sorry grandma!)
Man, I had so many guns in the crib
Saw so many people who wanted to be like me when they got big (f'real!)
I'm cocky, AIN'T a emcee iller than me
And I know for sure ain't none of these dudes realer than me! (They not!)
I'm the future, I'll shoot ya, ain't hard to tell
If I ain't the hottest, it got to be snow in the L
I'm tired of these sucka ass niggas
They get record deals to start frontin like they killas (It ain't snowin down there)
Now, buck buck, before all this rap shit
They was goody-two shoes in the hood - They ain't never clapped SHIT!
(OH!)
[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
Cock back and and watch the Mac push
Your fuckin head off, now buss a shot for East Flatbush!
Only time we pull it and party
And waste bullets without hurtin somebody it's the fourth of July!
Fireworks pop in the air
Takin them chances rinsin the cartridge cuttin the tree branches
(IN BROOKYLN!) Even the children will catch it
That's why when we was younger we borrow and trade ratchets
And get it like Omar from The Wire from a young bastard
And when the police come run up in Pancho deli and stash it
(IN BROOKYLN!) Rust niggas will start to dig in them
Pockets as if my name was Drac, Hawk and Pig and 'em
Drop it, I commend my niggas that's in the dirt
And, go 'head and where the crown cause my niggas puttin the work in
You know I be the God of the street
I never remember feeling like this
Uh, yeah, yeah
Who ever knew that I will feel this way about you?
At times I wanna fly away, which is you
Club nights I don't wanna... without you
Cause everything seems a lot brighter cause of you
You know I deal with all the pressure from the world
So you're not afraid to always bring other girls!
This type of love is all the fun, and it's strange
I happy when I hear your name, do your thing, do your thing!
Chorus:
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Molly, molly, molly, molly
I'm happy when I hear your name
Do your thing, do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
When the world... to get me down
Yes it did!
You put me right upon a cloud
So it seems
You know just how to treat me
Like a king
When I met you that Miami night up in...
I knew what kind of girl you were from the start
But you take me to another level, and it's hard
Never knew that you will...
When I'm with you, I'll be feeling good, swear to God!
Celebrate when we're all together, the champagne
I'm strong when you take away all the pain
... and it's strange
I'm happy when I hear your name
Do your things!
Chorus:
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Molly, molly, molly, molly
I'm happy when I hear your name
Do your thing, do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Other thugs say they know you too
It's alright just as long as you're still my boo
In the night days when I'm really on... twice
Got me float, I don't touch the ground, I can fly!
Still rolling, let me go to... you and me
Hold tight so I don't lose you, so...
You... for a queen
Make a blind man see the heaven, he could read
Give me chills all through my body, c an't explain
When you're gone, I can hear your voice in my brain!
This type of love is hard to find, and it's strange
I love it when I hear your name
Do your thing, do your thing!
Chorus:
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Molly, molly, molly, molly
I'm happy when I hear your name
Do your thing, do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
Do your thing!
Molly, molly, molly, molly
dear pac if u can hear me speak i really gotta know is their a heaven for a g? altho we never met im feeling like i know you, u live trough your music i relate to your strugle,see i was in the cell cut of from the world feeling how u felt just me against the world, spit into the camera-yeaa thats something i would do in a court room on trial fresh out the hospital alot of things changed in the game since you clocked out suge aint tuff no more he got knocked out, real niggas out numbered 99 to 1, im alone it feels like im the last one. because im from were im from i took bigs side i cant lie but your music was the soundtrack to my life, im honest its deeper than just rhyming i never crossed past without a couple things in common see i dont give a fuck like you aint give a fuck same bandana same middle finger up love my niggas and catered to no bitch, im on one mission and that is to get rich tell me were i fit im cut from a different key i keep it real i aint fit for this industrie cocksuckers and liers they not men to me its no love they motivated by jelousy none of these niggas is wat they pretend to be,, lord protect me from my friends not my enemies they sleeping on me they thinking that i wont shine but i made it this far without a co-sign just me waving my black flag watching niggas mimiking you and i just laugh i know how it feels to try to change ure life, but theirs still some niggas i wanna stick my knife in,damn- but thats another story, another song it was an honor to finally meet the outlaws who can they compare me to if not u dont follow let other niggas do auto tune im from brooklyn but theirs real gs everywhere and on the shelve theirs a snitch on every tear it aint about east cost or west cost to all of my soldiers lets make a toast to fallen comrads and thugs too i need them to love me how they love you straight to the top is where ima be i would be lying if i say u aint inspire me
[Chorus:]
I can make you famous
I can make you famous
Let's make a movie, a movie
Shorty get naked, set it up and tape it
Let's make a movie, a movie
You could be my co-star
Girl I'll take you so far
Let's make a movie, a movie
Lights camera action, I'm ready for some action
Let's make a movie, a movie
[Verse 1:]
We can play like actors, know you not a amateur
You can have the lead role, and I'll be the director
Setting up the camera, get into your character
Come up out that little dress, and let me climb on top of ya
Now baby let's just get involved, with the camera
You see that red light, that means I've pressed record
Now mami look it's easy, go ahead, come on please me
Now we can put on repeat, and play it back on t.v.
Let's make a x-rated, sex tape, show the world your head great
Show the world you good with it, back shots, hair pulling
Time for some action, Kimmy Kardashian
Lil camcorder let point it at some action
[Chorus:]
I can make you famous
I can make you famous
Let's make a movie, a movie
Shorty get naked, set it up and tape it
Let's make a movie, a movie
You could be my co-star
Girl I'll take you so far
Let's make a movie, a movie
Lights camera action, I'm ready for some action
Let's make a movie, a movie
[Verse 2:]
Mami let me get with you, wanna share my bed with you
We can have sex in H.D. digital
It ain't really difficult, let me see your nipples boo
Dance for me baby, just move how the strippers do
My private lil prom queen, doing all the wild things
Never seen yourself giving head on the flat screen
Instant celebrity, natural star to me
Sit back and rewind the part when you was riding me
Ran out of blank tapes, need another blank tape
One more scene and we got ourselves a sex tape
Your friends know I'm filming ya, they seen what I did to ya
We can even use a camera phone like Vivaca
[Chorus:]
I can make you famous
I can make you famous
Let's make a movie, a movie
Shorty get naked, set it up and tape it
Let's make a movie, a movie
You could be my co-star
Girl I'll take you so far
Let's make a movie, a movie
Lights camera action, I'm ready for some action
Let's make a movie, a movie
You can be a star
You can be a star
When I'm finish with you girl, you gonna be a star
You can be a star
You can be a star
When I'm finish with you girl, you gonna be a star
[Chorus:]
I can make you famous
I can make you famous
Let's make a movie, a movie
Shorty get naked, set it up and tape it
Let's make a movie, a movie
You could be my co-star
Girl I'll take you so far
Let's make a movie, a movie
Lights camera action, I'm ready for some action
Oh, hahaha, unstoppable,
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Maino
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
World touring, cars... wrist in the air, I'm...
Champagne glass, drinks pouring
Party hard, to the morning
Brooklyn boy,... southern love
Shake your ass, show me love
Got me open, I'm falling dub
Raise your glass, come fuck with us
I'm bout my bizness steady drinking I just let it fly
Like the strings on my dollars I just let them fly
Hands in the air, oh yeah come on and let it fly
Let's go, let's let it fly
Get ready, let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
The unstoppable baby
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
Fist full of dollars in the air baby, let it fly
Sparkles on top of bottles... and let them fly
Hands in the air, oh yeah come on and let it fly
Let's go, let's let it fly
Get ready, let it fly
I'm all bout my bizness, my bizness is social menace
Then we can spend different women
I'm living just for the minute
You hoe... hold my attention
In the way you turning and twisting
Your body... position, you got me pumping for...
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
The unstoppable baby
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
Everybody hard... I throw it hard...
... we got dough, we make bread
They reaching out they ain't fair
... dancing around, you would have thought...
... play on top,...
... some alcohol and some slow music...
And I figured it all started with a smile and a wink
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
The unstoppable baby
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Hands in the air, yeah, drinks in the air
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
Thanks man,
Don’t you say that shit Maino!
Don’t say it!
Yea, watch yo mouth!
Hook:
You gon make me… kill you
You keep on fuckin with me
Police gon come and get me
Cuz im a mess around and… kill you
I aint no woman beater, but I aint pussy neither
You make me mad enough to… kill you
Look how you got me goin
You keep on askin for it
You wont be happy til I… kill you
Yeah…
Verse 1:
Where did we grow apart? You got my fuckin child
How did the drama start? I tried to play my part
But you be stressing me, you pushin me
Talk to me crazy, look how you testing me
You bugged out, look what you did
You made us enemies
My blood pressure risin, im riding, drinkin Hennessy
Thinking of multiple ways to put a hurtin on you
I need you out of my life
Pull the curtains on you
You see what hated’ll do?
Look what you made me do
Now bitch you make me so mad I wanna strangle you
I need to pray for you, no I need to pray for me
You make me ready to burst, the way you play with me
Look at how you act up, that’s why I backed up
I been hoping you get hit by a Mack truck
This the shit I contemplate
They’ll never hear you screams with a pillow to your face
Hook:
You gon make me… kill you
You keep on fuckin with me
Police gon come and get me
Cuz im a mess around and… kill you
I aint no woman beater, but I aint pussy either
You make me mad enough to… kill you
Look how you got me goin
You keep on askin for it
You wont be happy til I… kill you
Verse 2:
I used to spoil you
Now I got a trunk and a shovel for you
This aint what I wanna do
This what you made me
Can’t see my son again, driving me crazy
Back and forth with you again
All in my place see
Im a get it over with
Rock-a-bye baby
I could see it all now
You gon get your neck broke
Im a make the news, have my face on New York One
Standing in the courtroom, forgive me you honor
I just had to kill my baby mama, holla
Im a give you what you want from me
This is what you want from me
You gon look better girl, layin in my trunk funny
I cant explain to my son about your death
That’s the only reason I aint push you off a roof yet
But im a fuck around and break, I swear
They gon find your ass floatin in the lake somewhere
Hook:
You gon make me… kill you
You keep on fuckin with me
Police gon come and get me
Cuz im a mess around and… kill you
I aint no woman beater, but I aint pussy neither
You make me mad enough to… kill you
Look how you got me goin
You keep on askin for it
You wont be happy til I… kill you
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
Jermaine!
[Chorus:]
You've never seen a superstar before
Never rolled in this kind of car before
It's ok it's ok
[Repeats]
You ever... that fortune
You ever been with bosses
You ever rolled in cars that... a hundred horses
Come step inside my kitchen
Welcome to my kind of living
Come on and see all these things
You only see on television
Come and taste this type of life
See where the... we can take a flight tonight
Lights camera action
When they see me...
And the city go like global access
Come spend one night
One night might change your life
One night might just get you that car that you like
That... that Bentley nice
I'll treat you right
It's just that type of life
[Chorus]
Shorty no need to stress
It's ok if you've never left New York
You can be my special girl
I'll take you with me on top
Let me show you things...
I'm your... you're my... queen
I'll put you on now let me... you
Here's your ticket you've been... loose
Now you got them...
Yea yeah you're hearing it
I talk that shit
I live that shit
How's that chick
Be that chick
You ain't got to... be my chick
If it's alright let me know
If not we'll be...
I live that
And let me just say it
I'm the kind of fellow
That you like
If not I got some palace
That you might
You and your girls
Need to roll with us tonight
It's ok it's ok
[Maino:]
Olivia, Maino
I don't wanna play with your feelings girl,
I gotta be honest with you,
I been lying to you,
I already got a girl,
And i'm suprised all this time that you couldn't tell,
Thats why my phones always off, you getting the voice mail,
I don't wanna lose you at all but I love you Boo,
And whats funny is I think I love you the most,
I'm so into you,
It's something about you,
I'm feeling like I aint nothing without you..
[Olvia:]
I see you looking at me and I know jus what your feeling,
I wanna take you to my room cause I know just what to do and you like if,
As you rub on my thighs,
(you) You got me so high,
(wat cha do) I wanna take you for a ride tonight, So come and enjoy it cause I...
[Chorus:]
I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
And I got it bad for you,
I'm so into you, I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
I got it bad for you baby,
I'm so into you,
Give it up to you,
I'm so into baby..
[Olivia:]
I'm feeling so sexy and it's jus what I imagined,
And it's between you and me cause you kn0 i'm not into sharing,
Can't get enough of this love,
Cause,
It's so damn good,
(and you) You love me like a ni99a should and I know that you are the one that who deserves it,
(now that) Now that i'm with you I feel so brand new,
Nobody ever make me feel like you do,
And you are the one for me and baby i'm the one for you,
(you see) Your the man I chose to be with only,
Knowone can love you like I love you baby,
Its no longer can you see, I'm so into..
[Maino:]
Yo, I can see us setteling down and you having my baby boy,
But I can't leave her she got my baby boy,
But deep down still I wanna be your baby boy,
Man I feel like Jody in Baby Boy,
Yo don't realize i'm hurtin you and i'm ashamed of it,
Got a tatoo on ya breast wit my name on it,
Girlfriend i'm so selfish its true,
I want my cake and be able to eat it to..
[Chorus:]
I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
And I got it bad for you,
I'm so into you, I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
I got it bad for you baby,
I'm so into you,
Give it up to you,
I'm so into baby..
[Hook:]
Babe this loves for you,
What you gonna do baby?,
It's time for me,
To give it all to you baby..
[Chorus:]
I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
And I got it bad for you,
I'm so into you, I'm so into you baby,
It's all here for you sugar,
I got it bad for you baby,
I'm so into you,
Give it up to you,
[Hook: x2]
I'm about cream, I'm a, I'm a 'bout cream (about that)
I'm about cream, I'm a, I'm a 'bout cream
About that money and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)
I'm about cream, I'm a, I'm a 'bout cream
[Maino:]
I'm about cream, homie I'm about cash
I'm about Dollar signs, where that brown bag?
I'm a big boi, 3 stacks, Outkast
For that bread I be in your house like
I go deaf ears if it ain't about no dough
Porsche mind state this my Panamera flow
Offshore Royal oak, I got diamonds in 'em
Gucci jean suit, keep a couple thousand in 'em
Came up hard, handle food in the refrigerator
Now these haters can't breath need a respirator
Women beep me every time they see me
Sippin' DP on my way to DC
Ask niggas out in Florida they know me well
Pretty bitches say I'm crazy out in ACL
Fuck the bullshit baby I'm about mine
Champagne in the air, it's about time
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne:]
Just left my PO and everything kosher
Bitch I'm getting money like the end getting closer
Money on my mind, pussy on my radar
Bitch I'm getting paid, I'm on my Bernie Madoff
Money talks, bullshit walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your egg, turn that shit to eggnog
And if I fall, my money is my cushion
Niggas can't see me like they not looking
To the red flag, a pledge of allegiance
Y'all bitches don't want beef like vegans
I don't have a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waiting I ain't with that pall bearer shit
Never played lotto, I don't believe in luck
They tried to send me sugar, wasn't sweet enough
Maino what's poppin? Hustle hard nigga
This that money train, all aboard nigga
[Hook]
[Maino:]
I'm about cream, homie I'm about bread
I'm about bad bitches that's about head
I'm about to ride by hanging out the Benz
We getting money like we never heard of the feds
The black Bentley Coupe rollin' like the Batmobile
I feel 8 feet tall man I'm Shaq O'neil
I'm about guap baby, I'm about cake
Push the button in the doors to about face
What's poppin mami, I be gettin' money now
I'm from Brooklyn but they love me out in Houston now
Say "hi" to life, bye to my broke days
I'm about a dollar, everyday all day
(Steady are you ready)
However do you need it
However do you want it [5X]
(Hustle Hard!)
Look! Keep Pushing like I ain't gotta care
I from the bottom and I’m never going back there
It's only uphill I know how the ground feels
Can't sleep when I'm day dreaming on a mill
Waking up broke I ain't have nothing
I'm a sell anything for me to make something
Money in a Prada Bag, Bricks in a Beemer
Feeling like I'm only gonna be drug dealer
Look nigga, never had much as a child
That's why I'm in the club spending money now
You ever seen a nigga make history
Look at me I'm living testimony
However do you need it
However do you want it [5X]
(You want it . You need it)
Look, came a long way from hustling for thousands
In and out of jail couldn’t keep from wilin’
Now I'm taking pictures with a smile on
It's a big fat winny and a crown on
I can see the world the s65
Push a button and it feels like I'm in the sky
Hood nigga that’s gotta taste the life YEAH!
Going back to nothing is a nightmare
Getting high getting twisted in them Cali hills
Plenty bitches just imagine how that gotta feel
You can tell I want it; look like I need it.
I'm a win, you can see it
However do you need it
However do you want it [5X]
(You want it . You need it)
Back to life; back to reality [4X]
(My Reality yeaaah!)
Look my reality is to take it the top dog
Why do you think I made it off the block for
Could've been in the cage knocked off
But I'm a rise like a rocket when it pops off
All I see and dream of is sucess
I can't even think of having nothing less
I'm a proof of what a street dream is
However do you want it; get it how you live
However do you need it
However do you want it [5X]
Yeaah
Yeah they love it when i come through
Rollin like a thug dude
Top down, glidin in some nu
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
They see me in the hood
Everywhere i'm good
And they lovin and respectin like they should
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
(yeah go chino listen)
Man know
I keep it own hood
And i will never change
Never go hollywood
Let it be understood
That i'll be in the hood
Right where the street is poppin
Right know i block them good
Now what this niggas thinkin (what)
That i don't really been
Places that i'll be speaking
The ghettos what i am dipping
My weapons be conceal
I'll livin how i feel
So f**k the record deal
Nigga my record real ooh
Now what you heard about me
The playin controversy
Now hommie no don't you doubt me
I keep em killers round me (eehh)
I come from kings county (yeah)
These haters want to tell me (yeah)
See how these b*tches tell me
New york about the crazy
Yeah they love it when i come through
Rollin like a thug dude
Top down, glidin in some nu
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
They see me in the hood
Everywhere i'm good
And they lovin and respectin like they should
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
Listen
Look now everybody know me
They get it poppin for me
You just think i'm around here
Unless you say you know me
I'm being places that
That is know never be
They say they come from out here
But we don't ever see
Me and my butchy b*tch
We in to see oh cool
Mami u gooood with me
My love is bullet proof
I homies speak the truth
My ties is really strong
Now watch me hop out those gates
Put on my jerry on
Now you can tell me that
I don't get her respects
I bought the candy truck right
Right in the projects
This ain't goin on as bad
This halloween at?
After the studio
Baby that's where id be at
Yeah they love it when i come through
Rollin like a thug dude
Top down, glidin in some nu
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
They see me in the hood
Everywhere i'm good
And they lovin and respectin like they should
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
They love it when your boy come on (ooh they love it)
Yeah they know what i'm about (about yeah yeah)
Ain't nothing bout this hood love (gotta know about this hood love)
They love it when your boy come on (they love it they love it)
Yeah they know what i'm about (about yeah yeah)
Ain't nothing bout this hood love (gotta know about this hood love)
Listen uh
So my niggas this from the hood
They call it home
To my hustlers try to stay open
Say your phones
We on the corner
We drinking our friends memories
I try to tell em i'll never ever be in the streets
I'm still in the street
I'm so hurry now
The black bandana
My hoodie poured down
I'm so ghetto right
I'm so ghetto fly
I'm so stuck in my ways
I live a ghetto life
Yeah they love it when i come through
Rollin like a thug dude
Top down, glidin in some nu
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love
They see me in the hood
Everywhere i'm good
And they lovin and respectin like they should
I got em like ooh ooh ohh i get hood love
Ooh ooh ooh hood love (hood love)
Oooh... hood love
Oooh oooh oohh hood love
(I'm a dreamer... a dreamer)
Now have you ever had a dream
And you know what it's like to hold on
You gotta struggle to fight (yeahhh)
And I can see so baby
Seems out of reach but I can get it
I will never give in
I'm gonna find my way out of here
Everybody stay clean
To protect this dream
So gotta hold on to it
[Chorus: Mýa]
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on
Hold on hold on
To your dreams
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on, hold on
Hold on you your dreams
You gotta hold on to your spirit
Even when you feelin different
Your feelin that your lost and your vision ain't the clearest
When your on a lonely road
And you think the end is nearest
That's exactly what your feeling
I know just how you've been feelin
But this is when you get it When you dig down and come with it
When you look em in the eyes
And you show them that your different
Tell em you the shit
Motherfucker I'm the shit
Ain't no body blocking out my dreams
Made a promise I'm gonna live it
I can see it
No doubt that I'm gonna be it
Fuck what they've been saying
I believe it
I believe it
From the world to the block
Full speed no stop
Big dreams bring about Bigger things don't stop
[Chorus: Mýa]
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on
Hold on hold on
To your dreams
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on, hold on
Hold on to your dreams
I know what it is
When your sick and tired of waiting
When you staring in the mirror
You sit there consimplating
When the pressure of the world
Makes you break your concentration
And you start to doubt yourself
Now it got you hesitating
I was in the cell
Could barely feed myself
Every night I used to dream About me really livin well
Cause the way I fell my heart to tired to be a rapper
Told me it's too late
To be a rapper
Shit I wasted half my life
Man them crackers and my life
Now they see me at the concert
Ain't no spur in my life
Told myself that I can do it
When my dreams seem foolish
I'm the best that ever did it
I did it, yeah I do it
[Chorus: Mýa]
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on
Hold on hold on
To your dreams
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on, hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on
I'm tellin you baby
I'm rooting for ya
My young girl stripper
With dreams to be a lawyer
My young boy feeling like Life only ignores us
You gotta be patient
Cause life got something for us
Anything you see can it can be achieved
I'm living proof that even a peasant can be a king
Never let haters discourage you
I encourage you
Keeping going keep on dreaming
[Chorus: Mýa]
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
You gotta hold on
Hold on hold on
To your dreams
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on to your dreams
Featuring: Swizz Beatz, T.I., Plies
Somebody call the doctor man, remix
It's like them haters out there
Got a sickness man that need to be cured
Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey hater
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi hater
Hey, hey, hey hater, hey, hey, hey hater
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi hater
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hello, hello hater
(Remix, come on, man, yeah)
Look, don't hide, I see you, hater
I'm a wave hi when I see you, hater
I've been dyin' to meet you, hater
Please don't leave me, I need you, hater
This is for the ones that's been prayin' I'm 'gon fail
They hatin', rather see me back in the cell
But I ain't in the jail my nigga' I'm doin' good
Brooklyn we did it, I'm keepin' it all hood
Keep hatin', I'm rollin', I'm goin' past you
Chicks like ooh, I like him you see his tattoos
(Go Maino)
Look at me went from Smack DVD's to MTV
Pants hangin' down on BET
Still in the streets nigga you see me
Hustle hard, stack paper, it's alright, y'all hate us
It's nothin', we major, you see me, hi hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
Ay Maino, tell them haters get ready
Ay Maino, tell them haters get ready
I ain't got time, too busy I'm flyin'
Over the Atlantics, three or fo' Hispanics
Strip dancin', no panties, askin me to take advantage
Just imagine all the fun that I'm havin'
(It's scary)
On average, I'm travelin', gettin' that cabbage
Performin' in London, then I'm landin' in Paris
(Ha, ha, ha)
If I was you, frankly I'd be embarrassed
You carry no weight, words hold no merit
I talk big money, you can't understand it
My picture won't fit on yo' cameras
Go win two Grammys, build cribs for a few families
Then you can come back and holla at me
God dammit, it's sad, but I could give a damn, what a sucka thank
Hustle hard, Grand Hustle, call us Hustle INC
Me and Maino, Jay'll ate it, just like brothers think
It's all about the music 'til it escalate to other things
Sucka seen the Bankhead, BK connection
You can hate it, but respect or else get dealt with, bitch
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
Okay, okay, hi my name is Swizz, your name is, hater
So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the padded Felipe
I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with y'all haters
My car, the SLR, the engine through them like it's a guitar
I'll leave y'all haters in the dust by far
I'm designin' planes y'all lookin' at cars
(Lames)
Yeah, I try to keep the peace
If you keep talkin', the hawk 'gon slide in 'em
What's up? They all want the cake
But I'm a chef so I gotta show 'em how to bake
(Get 'em)
Nine outta ten rappers, haters
They get emotional when they ain't got paper
When you get bigger than them then they hate ya
Fuck 'em, 'cause I don't owe 'em no favors
When rappers hot, they praise ya
When rappers get cold, they spray ya
We smarter than most, ask my label
My first week numbers, real major
(Dayum)
Two hundred fourteen thousand sold, playa
Take by the minute now, half be my neighbor
I got a show, so I'm a talk to y'all later
Forty thousand a show now hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
(Hello, how y'all doin'?)
Yo, a million dollars worth the ice on
My wife beater show the pythons
Drug money kept the lights on, and besides the gun smoke
The hate in the air is what kept the nights on
They 'gon hate, anyway screw bein' nice to 'em
Till you send 'em some hot ones
Or you put the knife on 'em
Hi haters, it's me Jada
Might see me in the D with pink gators
Or I might be in the streets with three shakers
Ten head cracks in a row with sweet paper
Yeah, I'm just tryin' to get my cash
The LP is on the way though, kiss my ass
Let 'em show NY, like the folks who make PlayStation
Yeah, I'm back, fresh off of hatecation
I let the haters take a break
Now I'm a let it out the bag like Jake the Snake
If it's one thing for sho', two things for certain
I'm a keep it up 'til my middle finger's hurtin'
No, I ain't had a brush with beef yet
Some of y'all wake up hatin' and ain't brushed your teeth yet
I come through, haters gotta know that I am paid
I be wavin' like I'm on the float of the parade
Hola, bonjour, hi hater
I keep it movin on hoes, call me vibrator
Los'
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater
[Chorus:]
U c me
Hustle hard Stack paper
It's alright ya'll haters
It's nothing We major
U c me Hi Hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater
Yeah. Dolla Bills ya'll. Lotta bills ya'll
New year tryna touch me a mill ya'll
Came up now. I'm what's Up now
When U shine all these haters wanna talk down
I don't feel a way about what a nigga say
It's alright luv I let a hater hate
Pull up on them see them paper plate
See da oyster perpetuate day 2 day
It's a fact right. Niggas act trife
How they smile in your face then they back bite
I just laugh right. Make em' mad like
Watch them turn around and say he ain't that nice
Getting bread dough. Mad head hoe
Seems like they don't love you till you dead yo
Let em' talk dog it don't phase me.
It might not be right if they don't hate me
[Chorus:]
Hustle hard Stack paper
It's alright ya'll haters
It's nothing We major
U c me Hi Hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater
Yeah. Let em c me
Hi hater
Pull of easy. (Bye Hater)
U don't like me? (Why hater)
Won't U tell em how mad I make ya
I ain't caught up. In all da hot talk
Caddy all White. Call it Scott Storch
U don't feel me. Ice grill me.
Hate so bad. U wanna kill me
What it did Dog we getting money here
Wanna snitch man get us a 100 years
That's sad dog. Why you mad 4
Is it the face on my xxxxx or her xxx dog
Y u Like dat? Dat aint right black
We boss out in da club. U don't like dat
U know u like dat. U wanna be me
Why U twistin up your face when you c me
[Chorus:]
Hustle hard Stack paper
It's alright ya'll haters
It's nothing We major
U c me Hi Hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater Hi hater hi hater
U c me Hi hater
Where the haters at. All the hatin cats
Yeah Look in the mirror nigga hate on dat
Can't xxxx wit me or keep up wit me
So u run and tell a xxxxx not 2 xxxx wit me
Cuz we ballin. Ya'll crawlin
It's aight muthafucka keep talkin
More money Brings more Henessy
More Hate
More Snakes
More Enemies
Can't change dis. Niggas ain't shit
Wild out pop more champange bitch
Still G'z up. They won't ease up
It's cool Niggas hated on Jesus
Can't tell em' nuttin. Niggas say I'm stuntin.
When they hate on you then U know U doin somethin
[Chorus:]
Hustle hard Stack paper
It's alright ya'll haters
It's nothing We major
U c me Hi Hater Hi hater Hi hater
U c me Hi hater Hi hater hi hater
Yeah, ha
How yall feel out there?
Yeahh
Here Comes trouble ya’ll (4X)
What (11 x)
Now let it pop yeh, yeh now here comes trouble ya’ll
Ridin’ dirty got goons in the double R
It’s the black flag
We a coomal square?
Nigga with the cash
Come to Hustle Hard
Million Dollar Dreams
Money on my mind
Thousand dollar G’s
Been choppin on the grind
See the wrist man See the whip man
Look at the passenger side you see the bitch man
Niggas know I’m thuggin’
That’s why they hate me comin’
Cause when I come to the club
That’s when the trouble comes in
But they don’t worry me
But you ain’t heard of me
I’m a G, Baby
Not a celebrity
I ain’t got rap friends
Got homies all in jail
I’m in a black benz
Getting’ drunk as hell
With that grey goose, more patron shots
I ain’t afraid to shoot
I let it pop
Hook:
What (11 x)
Now let it pop say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
Yup, Yup, Yup, now here comes trouble ya’ll
Yup, Yup, Yup, now here comes trouble ya’ll (Repeat)
Verse:
What the fuck you niggas wanna do man?
Nigga this ain’t rap its that real shit
You better chill bitch
Before my niggas lay ‘em deeper than well shit
Look how I got ‘em now
They got a problem now
550, the wheels don’t even touch the ground
I ain’t frontin’ love
I’m cool with crips and bloods
Got my knife on me
I Snuck it in the club
Now what they yappin’ about
I’m what I rap about
I’m on that thug shit
Now what those rappers about
I’m Swurvin’ out the lane
I’m all liquored up
Some body grab a wheel, before I hit a truck
I’m so wreckless, my life’s hectic
I’m in the spot with my r&b; bitch
Kelly Rowland, I got her open
Got her up my ass, nigga we both in
Ain’t no turning back
The only way is up
I want everything
The world ain’t enough
Hook:
What (11 x)
Now let it pop say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
say, say, say, hi to the bad guy
Yup, Yup, Yup, now here comes trouble ya’ll
Yup, Yup, Yup, now here comes trouble ya’ll
Winners got a price to pay, if you wanna reach the top
Pushing hard night and day, you'll be running till your heart stops
How you gonna feel love in, when you race against the clock
Life ain't gonna come again, but you'll be running till your heart stops
Look, nobody told me winning hurts,
It's the price you pay, guess that's why I'm feeling worse
Thought I gained the world but really lost everything
Trying to chase my dream had to sacrifice everything
Trying to beat time, missing time, out my son's life
Trying to make up for by buying things that my son likes
It was just a dream for me to be on tv now I'm here
I ain't got no time, my mama barely sees me
My priorities is getting twisted now my world is different
It's been fading day this distant, or
Is it true that I'm really just addicted
To that life, to that life, to the parties and the women
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I just wanted them to listen
I just wanted to go up, wanted fame and the riches
Now I can't slow it down, still going non stop
I'm afraid to loose, still running till my heart stops
Whoa, winners got a price to pay, if you wanna reach the top
Pushing hard night and day, you'll be running till your heart stops
How you gonna feel love in, when you race against the clock
Life ain't gonna come again, but you'll be running till your heart stops
Picture self inside the shoes that my feet are in
And see exactly what it takes it takes in life just for you to win
Yeah I'm hustling selfish yeah I must have been
Guess this why I'm lonely, my relationships are suffering
I can have no girl when I'm trying to gain the world
When all she want is time and I ain't giving her my all
What am I supposed to do when friends say I've changed
And my living is so different, my surroundings ain't the same
I'm trying to make up times for that lost time
Try to make it to the top but really loosing more time
Loosing what I used to be, I ain't who I used to be
Staring in the mirror, get acquainted with the newer me
I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place
Can't stop running, dear God it's a hard race
Gave up my happiness and joy for the lime life
Hope that the end just a [?] alright
Whoa, winners got a price to pay, if you wanna reach the top
Pushing hard night and day, you'll be running till your heart stops
How you gonna feel love in, when you race against the clock
Life ain't gonna come again, but you'll be running till your heart stops
Some things never change, go down like gravity
Can't stop you from the game, getting paid is the air you breathe
And every time I try you always turn to me
Say it's do or die, well listen to me, listen to me
[?] hear the bells ringing, time is running out, whoa, time is running out
If you think I'm playing boy you must be dreaming
Your time is ticking out, so love or leave me now, whoa
Whoa, winners got a price to pay, if you wanna reach the top
Pushing hard night and day, you'll be running till your heart stops
How you gonna feel love in, when you race against the clock
industry got dre.
but the streets got me.
watch 'em praise others,
then deny me.
at 1st I was saying to myself why me?
then i thought about it,
You can do it, anything you want
You can do it if you try
You can make the world a better place
Don't try to hide
You can have it any way you want
Take your time to decide
Now I got a reason
I'm so glad
So you're feelin' down
Got no one around, oh, no
Wish you had that someone {To make you feel}
Every day you're glad to be alive
World just keeps on turnin'
Spinnin' 'round and 'round all the time
If you have a dream {Like Dr. King}
Don't let 'em drag you down, no
You can do it, anything you want
You can do it if you try
You can make the world a better place
Don't try to hide {Ho}
You can have it any way you want
Take your time to decide
Now I got a reason
I'm glad to be alive
One boy meets a girl {Woo, woo, uh}
Then they fall in love {The story goes}
They can change the world {Every day}
Everybody's glad to be alive
What's the use in tryin', oh
Look at all the people {With no brain}
Ain't no use in cryin', no {Ain't no way}
You can find a way, oh
You can do it, anything you want {Oh}
You can do it if you try (Oh, yeah)
You can make the world a better place {Make it better}
Don't try to hide (Yes, you can)
You can have it any way you want
Take your time to decide
Now I got a reason
I'm glad to be alive {Glad to be alive}
You can do it, anything you want
You can do it if you try (If you try)
You can make the world a better place
Don't try to hide
You can have it any way you want (Any way)
Take your time to decide {Ooh}
Now I got a reason
I'm glad to be alive {Glad to be alive}
Oh, oh, yeah {Oh, oh}
Shout about it, yeah
Shout about it, ooh
So glad to be alive
{Oh, oh} Oh, oh
Just to hear you sing this song
Yes, I'm glad to be alive
So glad to be alive
Oh, yes, I'm glad to be alive
So glad, a reason
You can do it {Yeah}, anything you want {Oh, oh}
You can do it if you try
You can make the world a better place
Don't try to hide { Don't try}
You can have it any way you want
Take your time to decide
Now I got a reason
I'm glad to be alive
Yes, I'm glad {Ooh} to be alive
{So glad} So glad (Shout it out, yeah)
Oh, yes, I'm glad {Oh} to be alive
Now I got a reason
I'm glad to be alive
Yes, I'm glad to be alive
So glad
Oh, yes, I'm glad to be alive
(Yeah) {Yeah} (Yeah) {Yeah}
Yes, I'm glad to be alive
I remix the remix boy, unstoppable, yeah, respect me
Come on, bandana, black feet, go chain …
Coca-cola, …warming with my enemies
Pants hanging, steel banging, fuck the … my attitude
Middle finger shirt off, tattoos and bullet wounds
Ghetto yes I'm ghetto like, fighting at a funeral
Wailing out pissing on them, spraying up the urinal
Love my bitches ghetto with her body just like trina do
Ass fat is going down like flaps in a inner tube
Loud talking liquor drinking, whip his ass, fuck he thinking
On parole, work with lease, only home on a week
And ghetto yes, I'm ghetto like
Chicken wings and fried rice
Sleep throughout the whole day, then I party all night
Money wrapped in rubber bands, different chicks with louie bags
… bitches sew me say they love me with my ghetto ass
Livin' like it's no tomorrow, … with my baby mama
Bentley in the … I'm a nigger trying to get a dollar
…in brooklyn love, trina is the type I love
Hustle hard and then I pull it all aside the street club
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit,
Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit
Ghetto, hello, I could … 12 inch … big round booties
Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto
Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is
We make it do what it do, and I love where I live
And my people love it too
… in the project, lights in your mama name
You hustle like you're … and that's the third time your number change
… air brush, outside speakers on, valentino pussy hugger
High heels sneakers on, my beat done nails too
All on the front porch,
…cooking is some … ass, hanging out your boy shorts
… and diamonds on my …
… fucking ghetto
Dough game … when you're in the ghetto
If you make your money easy, and your swag is off the …
And your favorite rapper …, you are motherfucking ghetto
Hundred dollar g zone, price tag bragging,
But the work is your ass so you … swaggin'
Cd of the newest choice and that … surer choice
Candy paint … loose the hoes and lick the stalls, ghetto, so freaking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit,
Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit
Ghetto, hello, I could … 12 inch … big round booties
Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto
Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is
We make it do what it do, and I love where I live
And my people love it too
Cause we ghetto
Top boys, hard boys … that bitch is laying in your bed
And robbers laying in your trap … tv's in the head rest
And hundred dollars best to see what's tricking give the head best
Section 8 wick … getting served
…and dance on the fuckin' third
Bootleg dvd … income tax chance, you claiming other people kids
… you serving at the room window, now you call it …
… looking for a trap star, now every nigger in the ghetto
He thinkin' he a rap star,
Fully automatic … when you're in the ghetto
Peels … people you don't wanna know … so motherfucking ghetto
Ghetto country, uh, rap shit,
Put your hands up if you fucking with that shit
Ghetto, hello, I could … 12 inch … big round booties
Ghetto, way too, hello, say I'm ghetto
Drive with the metal, tell them that it is what it is
We make it do what it do, and I love where I live
And my people love it too
As soon as we see em, I'm a pull over you goin hop out
Don't say a word, walk up to em
Put the clip in his mouth
Then jump back up in the whip
Don't leave the gun that's movie shit
We goin use that same joint again
I peel off, runnin through the stop signs
Foot up on the gas, got a car full of hot iron
I'm flyin hand on the steering wheel, other on the semi kid
Fuck the police, I'll show em where the heavy is
You shoot em up I'm the getaway driver, speeding up the runway
Holdin the 4 5 up, we jus niggas then merc up in and smile at em
You ready then hop in nigga and we goin ride up
You shoot em up and I'm the getaway driver
Hop in my car I'm the getaway driver
The cops comin I'm the getaway driver
Getaway getaway getaway driver
You shoot em up and I'm the getaway driver
Hop in my car I'm the getaway driver
The cops comin I'm the getaway driver
Getaway getaway getaway driver
Yea cops can't catch me, I'm a boss in a Porsche truck
And the charger, the patrone got me charged up
Flying on that highway, police right behind me
Swerving in and out of lanes, turn the wheel sideways
I'm a treat it like a lay, homie you ain't gotta pay
You can pop sumthin nigga bet I get us outta here
I'm a push the seat back put the muzik on blast
The way I drive is like I'm flyin in a spacecraft
Cadillac matching whip snappin green land and shit
Black bandana on my head, ones on my wrist
You wanna getaway, you ain't gotta a way
I'm outside, engine running, we goin getaway
You shoot em up and I'm the getaway driver
Hop in my car I'm the getaway driver
The cops comin I'm the getaway driver
Getaway getaway getaway driver
You shoot em up and I'm the getaway driver
Hop in my car I'm the getaway driver
The cops comin I'm the getaway driver
Unstoppable, ah
Keep my enemies close, my enemies more closer
I ain't a celebrity baby, I'm a soldier
Gangstas aint dead we here, thugging ain't over
Whatever don't kill me only making me stronger X 2
Gangstas aint dead, get on stronger
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Yeah, I'm so g'd up, I'm so g'd up
Even with a deal, I know what I need some
I just wanna live, stay fresh, stacking my g's up
Any day I'm ready to shoot my enemies up
Shout out to my riders,... and lifers
Waiting on the day when they ready to reignite us
Always keep in mind that these niggas ain't nothing like us
Look at how they snitching, they lying, trying to... us
Going in them trucks, them minivans is bulletproof...
With the mac on my lap, that's how the killers do
You can tell the way that I talk that I'm a reall nigga
Just cause he come from the hood don't make him street nigga
I just see the look in they eyes, I'm what they trying to be
Never thought I'd be the last of a dying breed
Couldn't leave the streets alone that's why I'm strapped up
Every time you see me, I'm always black flagged up
Unstoppable, ah
Keep my enemies close, my enemies more closer
I ain't a celebrity baby, I'm a soldier
Gangstas aint dead we here, thugging ain't over
Whatever don't kill me only making me stronger X 2
Gangstas aint dead, get on stronger
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Gangstas don't die, just take a look at me
Black flag, definition of how a crook should be
Black flag, ain't no surprise, my nigga shooking me
I act bad, I can't explain why you just a hood nigga
From sun down to sun up, we gun down, you run up
You dumb fuck, it's too hard to come down
From bk to va, they know me, jsut replay
Throw it in the pot, bring it back like a dj
I... I'm crazy, I'm psycho
... gunning with my 22, rifle
I'm... they feel me, I'm next
My enemies mad, they can't kill me, I'm blessed
I know that you see me just little closer
A memory a... nah it ain't over
Your spirit here forever and ever cause you're a soldier
Keep my enemies close, my enemies more closer
I ain't a celebrity baby, I'm a soldier
Gangstas aint dead we here, thugging ain't over
Whatever don't kill me only making me stronger X 2
Gangstas aint dead, get on stronger
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
Last of a breed that's dying
I did it all, flag scenes with hot iron
To loose a couple hundred k on a...
To drive whipping in the park... frying
Let it shizzle, whatever I scribble was the truth
No fake g's make words riddle
They... like 2 grands,...
Hollywood dead,... black in the...
But they...'s mine, my niggas stand strong
In the presence of G's, clowns feel small
We don't fall, all my niggas is stand straight
We stand out, in the industry of pan cakes
And when 2 get out the clank
I'ma be right at the gates, screaming money in the bank
Hustle hard nigga
Keep my enemies close, my enemies more closer
I ain't a celebrity baby, I'm a soldier
Gangstas aint dead we here, thugging ain't over
Whatever don't kill me only making me stronger X 2
Gangstas aint dead, get on stronger
Gangstas aint dead, it aint over
And my gangsta ways
They hung off they guns
And made it to the grave
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Verse:
Listen I got real niggas that love me, fake niggas thats hatin’, mad bitches that want me
Mad bitches that want me, snitch niggas is waitin’
Old G’s sayin’ how I remind them on how they used to be
If you never heard of me yet
Better get used to me
Tho mo’ money for guns, the mo’ homicide
The mo’ pussies that run, the mo’ Imma ride
Cause since Poppa died, I was starin’ eye to eye
With them gangstas, those niggas you idolize
I was young & blind cutting class wastin’ time
Til’ my nigga introduced me to that other side
He said listen you plan out what you wanna do
You out thinkin’ you grown you got a lot to prove
Ain’t nuttin’ free in this world
You gotta take it fool, you wanna roll
Good here’s a 22
You see them niggas right there
Shoot them
And ever since that day, I’ve been a shooter
Hook:
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
BG Verse
Oh, I’m a baby gangsta, you name it I done it
You heard the hook nigga, I’m the definition of it
I came my own way, been wildin’ since 13
Soon niggas get in line if you wanna mirk me
Lets take it to the streets
Where I started it
Where half the city wanted for murder charges there
I’m dressed in all black
Baseball hat
Gorilla Suit nigga that’s what I call that
I never been a rat
And I don’t fuck with the lame
I took lost bounce bitch and charged it to the game
Always been the same
I ain’t never gon’ change
When I’m in beef you know I gotta let my nuts hang
I come from down south, on them back streets
I bet you I’ll wack a nigga before you wack me
Nigga go get ______, yeh fuck w/ me
You know a gangsta and a hustlah is all I’ll ever be
Hook:
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Verse:
Look I got killers around me
Drug dealers around me
Real talk don’t bring no bird niggas around me
I get bullet proof love if thugs fuck with me
I act up because the goons run with me
A nigga play he gon’ it cause Imma headshot him
They say I move like Tut before the Feds got him
I’m a gang leader, in a white wife beater
Tattered black flagged up In a two seater
Bitches notice me by the scar, know its me
The four fifth in my coatsleeve, coatsleeve
I’ve been to jail before
That’s what hell is dog
My niggas back and forth like it’s a damn resort
This is for my niggas that grind and have pistols on them
Don’t play with police we draw pistols on them
The game really fucked up
When they let crooks in
I’m comin’ through screamin’ BROOKLYN
Hook:
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
G shit, G shit
Cause I’m a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit I be on my, I be on my
Yeh, Feels like I’m floating. True Story.
Verse 1:
Look, I had a homie that used to tell me I would blow
But he died before he got to see me bloom
Got killed, never thought I’d see him go
No funerals I don’t even wanna go
At his wake man I was just standing
And had the guts to see him in the casket
Damn, that’s my nigga in that casket
In a million years I never would imagine
So I’m going out looking for my dawg
On the block getting bent for my dawg
God tell me why it hurt so bad
I'm everything you're chasing, the thing that you dream about
I'm what you really want, the shit that people read about
Niggers care for me, I make them bring the heat... For me
What? What the fuck? Who is this? Is that clear?
Cause I ain't with the gangs, what' you mean?
... I nodes that you want me, look obsessed tryin to get me
You want a ride home?... they easy try to get me
And even if you get me, are you sure u can handle me?
Many came before you but they failed they couldn't handle me
I'm the glamor, the glimpse, the scene, I m the...
I turn boys into lambs when the time's right
I'm your life, you're excited by my name
I'm what you decide, motherfucker, I'm fame
Fame? What the f,.. hey yo' how did you?
Nothing to my soul, don't tell me that I changed
'Cause in my mind I thought that I still a saint
I didn't nodes... the changes that I made
'Cause I was too busy, chasing fame, chasing fame
I'm chasing fame,
Don't tell me that I changed, 'cause I've been too busy
Chasing fame
Some celebrities' good... so they steal with me
All the nigger get high, they can't deal with me
I'm the reason why... Slap the ground
You could be a conie or be a Barbie brown
It's up to you, you still wanna fuck with me
'Cause what you win it's forever you can't... with me
I mean yeah, no, God, damn, let me think
I only wanna be famous to help me... (lead) the streets
I didn't changed your life I got you... right
You was the street too, look how I saved your life
But I had the sacrifice, I don't see my sunny light
2 or 3 weeks straight, what happened to my family life?
Welcome to the fast life
I be clubbing every night
This is what you asked for, this is what you wanted, right?
Geeh, I know, money hose, cars close,.. life
Got what you was wishing
Look into my soul, and tell me that I changed
'Cause In my mind I thought that I was the same
I didn't nodes all the changes that I made
'Cause I've been too busy
Chasing fame, chasing fame,
I'm chasing fame
Don't tell me that I changed,
'Cause I've been busy, chasing fame
Hey, watch'you doing? People looking at me different
Friends say I changed, they think I'm acting different
At first all I wanted is to get my hands on riches
Too busy chasing you, to nodes all the differences
People see me now, where they go, snapping pictures
When you go I come running tell me why you're so addictive
You're a gift, you're a curse, you feelin' like a drug
That's why I'm chasing you, I heard... out love
And I ain't who I was cause I ain't...
I ain't in the hood, I've been out damn tryin' to talk
Tell me what to do, I was cool before I blew...
'Cause now I spend my days out tryin' to catch you
I'm tryn' no be the same don't tell me that I changed
Stop fucking with my mind, you're playin' with my brain
Tell me who I am, my mother cause me...
I guess this is what they call
I got a feeling
A real good feeling
I'm a gonna be faded
The bar is opened
We just bought it
I'm gonna be faded
Let the champagne
If you feel like you want then come get it
Niggers can't fuck with it
Feel brave in front upon me and get your throat slithered
So addicted to the life I'm in love with it
Getting faded out my mind the patroon did it
Fuck friends I got enemies to argue with
Fire rounds point blank now my dog is here
Black benz big rocks with my necklace on
I've been real since I had the big... bow
It's the rock star life niggers...
Party all day and night and folks...
Don't confuse me baby girl I ain't that nigger
Come get a closer look girl I am... nigger
Diamonds on, lights flash when I'm on the scene
I put 2 white goddesses charlie sheen
Still winning cars like they're from another world,
Maino,.. nigger and a fucking world
I got a feeling
A real good feeling
I'm a gonna be faded
The bar is opened
We just bought it
I'm gonna be faded
[Intro:]
Chris Brown: They might even say you should leave me alone
Don't be scared... They might even say you should leave me alone. (fading in and out)
[Verse 1:]
They tell you that I'm no good for you.
Too rude, too cool, too hood for ya.
Ya friends sayin things that they should'nttell you.
They like, "Nah girl he a bad look for you."
They try to paint me to be a monster.
N all that jus makes you put your guards up.
I'm like nahh don't trust what cha friends say.
Cause they miserable, They hatin it's clear as day.
All that talk in the beauty shop is hear say.
You can't believe em when they tell you that I'm crazy.
Yes, I can't lie that I'm a hood nigga, but deep down I'm a good nigga.
[Chorus: repeat of intro]
[Verse 2:]
Listen yeah,
Look what chu showed me,
How could you fault me.
You let em judge me N they don't even know me.
What makes me so bad? Because my pants sag?
I should'nthave to make no excuse for who I am.
Yeah I'm a thug right?
You what a thug likes.
I can't help that I want chu in a thugs life.
I mean the whole world is what I'm tryna bring to ya.
Make ya own choice, don't let em think for you.
You prolly think what cha friends say can't be wrong.
"What kinda man always keeps a bandana on? "
So now you back to ignorin me.
You back lyin to yourself about wantin me.
[Chorus: repeat]
[Verse 3:]
I can't stop all the things that they say about me (I can't.)
But what's sad is you believe what you hear about me.(damn)
You can't see all these haters wanna see you doubt me
But deep down girl I know you see yourself around me
I'm so real, man my life is a movie flick
You can't see it cause you caught up on that booshy shit
Now tell me you don't want me.
Look me in my face, say you never gonna call me.
Tell me you don't wanna open up N give me all that.
Feel on my tattoos, touch where I'm scarred at.
I guess I'm tryin jus a bit much.
You care what other people think, so I'm a give it up.
This sh-t is bad, pretty skin tone
I took a picture, right on my Iphone
She wanna roll? Let's go to my home
Bring your friend, let's do it three some
Dime piece drink raw melissa ford, drink braw
Dime piece drink pro, gabrielle, great raw
Super model, she independent, tight jeans, no panties in them
Louie bags, one in every color
Drop dead, like Delicia, red bone, resemble Maya
It's on my whole whose around
That's ok though, I got my new thang
Long hair brown eyes, little cut thang
Making good, nice girl, making , white girl
It's cool baby you can spend the night girl
I'm in the club looking for a white girl
This sh-t is bad, pretty skin tone
I took a picture, right on my Iphone
She wanna roll? Let's go to my home
Bring your friend, let's do it three some
Dime piece drink raw melissa ford, drink braw
Dime piece drink pro, gabrielle, great raw
Wire cells, black belly, mouse, hot candy
This bitch is star, I might wipe her soon
Cause she rocks inside the bedroom
She had a man, I stole her from him
Lisa Ray, I'm in the older women
Red hair, Rihanna type,
She and the girls, we kinda like
Sex tape, Kim Kate,
But shots, slim waist
Maino baby, glad to meet you
Ammo rose, the easy teacher
This sh-t is bad, pretty skin tone
I took a picture, right on my Iphone
She wanna roll? Let's go to my home
Bring your friend, let's do it three some
Dime piece drink raw melissa ford, drink braw
Dime piece drink pro, gabrielle, great raw
I told you, I'm on everything, we gotta pay the toll
You don't believe me
Put on a hot record tomorrow, and I bet you
I guarantee you, I'll be on it by the end of the week
The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow
Look, I'm not the dude that I used to be
Not the dog from the hood on the block that you used to see
Life changed now, things ain't what they used to be
Fans wanna touch me, the industry is new to me
Gettin' deeper, this life I'm addicted
Caught up in this world, I'm a fiend, no prescription
Used to be a crook, now I feel like I'm a victim
What happened to the old names, people say they miss them
Maybe I'm a hypocrite, I've been on some different shit
Said I wouldn't change but I did, I'm admittin' it
Guess I wasn't ready for that fame and exposure
People taking pictures gettin' richer can't slow up
Hopin' for tomorrow, tomorrow really came
Sittin' in that jail cell, it was just a dream
It was just a dream that turned into reality
Find myself slippin' tryin' to hold to reality
It was just a dream, money and the fame
Hopin' for tomorrow, tomorrow really came
Don't tell me that I changed, I'm still Jermaine
The day after tomorrow, tomorrow really came [x2]
The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow
Yeah, I made it, yea, look
I made it, got away from drugs and gunshots
Standing on the beach far away from range drops
Look at me loungin', girls drop blouses
Back to the club, gettin' drunk spendin' thousands
In and out of sport cars, baby this the fast life
Sittin' in the hotel, reflectin' on my past life
Used to key work in a jacket on my jean suit
Now I'm in the press, whilin' out, catchin' lawsuits
Shoot for the stars, my mother always told me
But she ain't prepare me for this life with my homies
Tryin' to stay real in the industry that's fake
I ain't tryina sell my soul but I'm tryina get this cake
Tryin' to get it done, seven room mansion
Parties by the pool, model bitches dancin'
It was just a dream, fame is what I paid for
How can I complain, it's the life that I prayed for
It was just a dream, money and the fame
Hopin' for tomorrow, tomorrow really came
Don't tell me that I changed, I'm still Jermaine
[Hook x2]
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream (about that)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream
About that money and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream
[Maino]
I'm about cream, homie I'm about cash
I'm about Dollar signs, where that brown bag?
I'm a big boi, 3 stacks, Outkast
For that bread I be in your house like
I go deaf ears if it aint about no dough
Porsche mind state this my Panamera flow
Offshore Royal oak, I got diamonds in 'em
Gucci jean suit, keep a couple thousand in 'em
Came up hard, handle food in the refrigerator
Now these haters can't breath need a respirator
Women beep me every time they see me
Sippin' DP on my way to DC
Ask niggas out in Florida they know me well
Pretty bitches say I'm crazy out in ACL
F-ck the bullshit baby I'm about mine
Champagne in the air, it's about time
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Just left my PO and everything kosher
Bitch I'm getting money like the end getting closer
Money on my mind, p-ssy on my radar
Bitch I'm getting paid, I'm on my Bernie Madoff
Money talks, bullshit walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your egg, turn that shit to eggnog
And if I fall, my money is my cushion
Niggas can't see me like they not looking
To the red flag, a pledge of allegiance
Y'all bitches don't want beef like vegans
I don't have a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waiting I ain't with that pall bearer shit
Never played lotto, I don't believe in luck
They tried to send me sugar, wasn't sweet enough
Maino whats poppin? Hustle hard nigga
This that money train, all aboard nigga
[Hook]
[Maino]
I'm about cream, homie I'm about bread
I'm about bad bitches that's about head
I'm about to ride by hanging out the Benz
We getting money like we never heard of the feds
The black Bentley Coupe rollin' like the Batmobile
I feel 8 feet tall man I'm Shaq O'neil
I'm about guap baby, I'm about cake
Push the button in the doors to about face
Whats poppin mami, I be gettin' money now
I'm from Brooklyn but they love me out in Houston now
Yeahh Uh Yeahh Welcome To Brooklyn Maino Yeah Tru Religion King Robin's Jean Fiend Black Gucci Sneakers With The Red And Green Strings Hoody By Mavi Women Right Beside Me Shirt Off You Can See The Ink On My Body Everybody Know Me Everybody Know Me Green Bubble Vest But The Sweater Polo See How They Gonna Stop Me I Keep Screaming Brooklyn Mami Have You Ever Took A Trip Out To Brooklyn Where It's Crime Season City Camp Leaning Gucci Belt Holdin Up That 45 Demon Black Bandana Boy Bitches Be Like Edible Look At Me Im Different Then All These Lil Rapper Boys People Call Me Scarface You Can Call Me Maino In And Out The Benz Same Color As The Damn Snow Look It How Im Rollin Blue Nd Gray Pradas On Yea Im Bout Ma G Shit That The Shit That I Be On I Be On
[Lil Wayne]
ok now shawty high yellow shawty eyes brown shawty so gold and so is my crown baby color me bad shawty coat red, and so is my flag
purple in my bag and shawty hair black, and so is that car that got in my back how could i go hard on my girl in fact i could take a fall from the world, since the president black i went and bought her black pearls like Dammnnnn
she don't wanna, she don't wanna lil wayne go she just wanna ride the lil wayne bowww and im gonna let her, cause me and her colors create art together ohhh
she don't wanna do it, unless we do it all night i just never flew with her in my life, and don't we look nice see the wall black and i dress all white yeahhhh ok now shawty high yellow shawty eyes brown shawty so gold and so is my crown baby color me bad shawty coat red, and so is my flag purple in my bag and shawty hair black,
and so is that car that got in my back how could i go hard on my girl in fact i could take a fall from the world, since the president black i went and bought her black pearls like Dammnnnn
Just when I started to feel like there was no more hope-is when hope presented it self. And just like that my life changed. Man, so I guess tomorrow really did come. Yeah, tomorrow’s here
Ohhh!
Yea, look at me now!
That’s right
I’m happy baby
Lets celebrate
Hook:
Stand up now
Hands up now
Look at me baby
I dun came up now
We dun came too far to give up now
Pop more bottles lets do it up now
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Verse 1:
Yea, feel the wind breeze
See the palm trees
I could feel the clouds in a drop GT
Who would ever think I would make it out the street?
My whole life around drugs and the Police
Remember nights I was stuck in a jail yard
When I couldn’t see the sun through the cell bars
Now my whole world changed and it feels odd
Can’t believe it, this is what I tell God
I made it, upgraded, man I found me a dream and I chased it
I was wasting time in and out of cages
Now I’m in that S6, feels like a spaceship
We gon drink for my homies cuz they ain’t here
One more for my niggaz in the pen, yea
I coulda been a ghost but I’m still here
Can’t forget where I come from, hell yea
Hook:
Stand up now
Hands up now
Look at me baby
I dun came up now
We dun came too far to give up now
Pop more bottles lets do it up now
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Verse 2:
To the top now
Im a pop now
I got both feet planted
Can’t stop now
Mo’ money, fast women is my lifestyle
Look at me buying everything I like now
Never thought that I would turn my life round
It’s like a crap game, couldn’t put the dice down
I was hopeless, heart broke, and guilty
I was raised off of oatmeal and grilled cheese
If you been where I been you gotta feel me
An example of what a street dream means
Man I made something out of nothing
Started out hand to hand on the block pumping
Look at me now CO, you see me now PO?
I dun came up, now I’m CEO
Career criminal, against all odds
I climbed out the dirt, now I glow with the stars
Hook:
Stand up now
Hands up now
Look at me baby
I dun came up now
We dun came too far to give up now
Pop more bottles lets do it up now
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Verse 3:
You wanna eat Duke?
Nigga me too
I cant preach to you if I can’t feed you
I’ll tell you what though
I hope these words reach you
Cuz you never know where life’ll lead you
We gon party for my niggaz that died young
Too soon, never seen the other side son
I got homies that been locked up since 9-1
And I’m thinking man, that could’ve been my life son
Floatin in that big body Benz
Starin at the stars
Look how lucky I am
I could’ve been dead
I could’ve been gone
I guess I am blessed, look at where I came from
Hook:
Stand up now
Hands up now
Look at me baby
I dun came up now
We dun came too far to give up now
Pop more bottles lets do it up now
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it!
Celebrate it!
Celebrate it!
It’s a holiday nigga I made it! (Repeat)
Thank Yous:
Yea I see you nigga, whats poppin?
Ay! Don’t even turn the beat off man, let this bitch breathe
Let me ride out with this for a minute, you knawmean?
I want to talk to a couple of people man
Victory smells so good from here man!
Dyko! We talked about this for a long time homie.
Don’t it feel good?
We told these niggas we was comin man
Hustle Hard! Yea!
This for all my homies locked up, you nawmean?
Cino Mike, all my niggaz that might not be coming back home for a long time man
All my dead homies, ya’ll with me in spirit you feel me?
You gotta put a G in office, I told em, vote for me!
Mouse, wussup nigga! 3-80! Yea!
We told em man, you knawmean?
That black flag.. I see you killa, I see you watchin me nigga
Karl what up! I see you over there reading your shit nigga.
Thank you my nigga! you feel me?
It’s been a ride, it’s been a ride man you knawmean?
Yea.. Brian Berger. Brian Berger!
Yea.. I see you man
Ay! Check this out, I’m a dedicate this right here to all the jails I been in
All the years I was locked up, you knawmean?
Look at me CO, you see me now PO?
Yea nigga!
92A5456, that was my number right there, ya heard? Haha
Now I be getting head from all kinds of motherfuckin industry bitches now
Nigga what’s poppin?
Victory nigga! we made it
This right here is for my future, man
Zane! Zane, my future
I love you too Z, I aint forget you
Yea, my momma, look, hey mommy listen check this out
You never thought your boy was even gonna get here did you?
You never know whats in store in life you knawmean?
But this is for my family, all my family, Buddha I see you man
Cam what’s happening? I see you man
Yea, N.A. Not, look at Fats
Brooklyn! Bed-Stuy all day man
Yea, uh-huh
Let me holla at Atlantic Records real quick
Management Inc.
Jean, what up!
Marsha
I see you D, you thought I forgot you nigga?
Yea, look at baby bang bang
Don’t turn this motherfuckin beat off man
It feel too good, you don’t understand what it took to get here man!
Yea, haha, aww man, word.
Leon JD
Ay, feels like im forgetting a few people, huh
I just want to say to all my niggas, everybody that I love
My nieces, my nephews, all my niggaz in the struggle
Getting money, getting shot, goin to jail, comin home
On parole, running from the law, running from the police
All that, right Fats? All that nigga! Yea!
We gon dedicate this to every police officer that ever arrested me
Wassup! Wassup police officer? Look at me now nigga
We shinin now man! Yea!
If I forgot somebody, I love you, please don’t.. please man
I’m doin this off the top of my head, I love you though. For real
We celebratin nigga, we poppin bottles for this.
This is to my dead nigga, on my dead they cant stop us!
I’ll tell you what though man, we just getting started my nigga
We just getting started, I am the future!
When you look at me you see where the game is going you feel me?
We gon pop up on these motherfuckaz man
They thought we was playin huh?
Ay Jean! They thought we was playin when you told em I was the future
Yea! Plenty more to come nigga! Plenty!
I speak for the hood, I am the voice of the street.
Yea, it’s a black flag city all over.
Maino!
Get used to me!
What you think man?
What you think?
What you think? When they face to face with a real nigga huh?
You face to face with a real nigga now!
Yea! I am the truest! Haha
Ohh!
Big shoutout to New York City! If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here man.
Yea, Uh-huh
I dedicate this to my father, has gone away
Uh-huh. All my dead, all my people man.
Let’s get it!
I’ll be in here all night!
I’ll be in here all night!
Haha, come on man!
Come on man, you gotta stop playin man, I’m gone man.
I’ll be in here all night
[Maino:]
I Try To Close My Eyes And See The Things That You Saw,Regs To Riches Planty Bad Bitches To No.Try To Feel What You Felt The Night That All Went Wrong, And Them Shots Came Crachin Through The Pasanger Door. God Bless You Big I Neva Met You Kid But Ya Was Brooklyn You The Reson I Am Ready To Live,Cuz I Was Ready To Die, I Aint Tellin No Lie I Aint Think That I Was The Seed To Pass 25 Now Look At My Life How I Came Up Now
No Mo Crack Dealin And I Changed My Plans
Straight Outta Jail It Was Hell Up The ¿beticome?
Sorry For The Seecha But He Was Out The Caracter.
[Chorus:]
Ha-Ha-Halo Halo Halo Halo Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Can I Speak To Bigge Can I Can I Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Speak Tototo Biggie
Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Speak To Biggie.
[Chingy:]
B.I.G My First Lesson About Him God On Ma Birthday
That Was A Stress To The Boddom, He Showed Me You Can Still Make If Ya Come From The Boddom
Big Wanted To Intrudeuced Me To My Money Ma Problems And Why These Girls Running Round Holla One More Change His Records Come On In The Club You Can Do Nothing But Dance And Lord Knows One I Day Ima Be At Home With Ya Just Wish I Could Met Ya Problay Get A Song With Ya Now As I Paint This Picture Then Be On My Way Spark Ya Lighters In The Air Everybody Pray Now As I Paint This Picture And Be On My Way Spark Ya Lighters In The Air Everybody Pray.
[Chorus:]
Ha-Ha-Halo Halo Halo Halo Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Can I Speak To Bigge Can I Can I Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Speak Tototo Biggie
Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I Speak To Biggie.
[Hav-Boy:]
It Was All A Dream Thats What You Lived It Showed Me You Can Make It Out The Streets And Live So Juicy Soundin Real Good To Me I Got Therstay Dozil It Down Now My Minds On My Money
Money On My Mind Locked On The Price Checked In My Eyes Gotta Earn The Shot(Gotta Arn The Shot) With Every Rhyme Line After Line Gettin Hynoticed As I Look To Sky I See You Pac And Pun Through My Left Eye, Meya And Proof L And Freaky T Livin Big With You Mista Unbeliveabole.We Miss You
[Chorus:]
Ha-Ha-Halo Halo Halo Halo Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Can I Speak To Bigge Can I Can I Can I Speak To Biggie
Can I Speak To Biggie Can I Speak Tototo Biggie
[Intro]
If anybody ask you whether you in this game, you tell 'em you in it for life. Aight?
You play it hard, you play it tight, you make sure niggas know you gonna stand by your people.
[Hook - Roc City]
It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't leave my hood
So they call me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me hood
Call me convict, call me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me hood
[Verse 1]
Ghetto boy, ghetto boy
Wilding since a little boy
All I felt was pain, Lord
Please won't you send me joy
God must have heard my prayers
Came to me in my dreams
It's been over 6 years
And my mother still clean
Oh-oh, oh-oh, that's right
I'm living my life
I'm in the street, right on my block
We chilling all night
So call me what you wanna call me
I did all them corners homie
Gun shots, tears drop
I done lost a couple homies
Victim of a violent hood
Product of a dirty slum
I ain't going back to jail
Already let them judge me once
Call me dumb, call me fool
Fine, you can call me stupid
Cause I come, flying through the hood
When I get some new shit
Grinding from crumbs man
I done what I could nigga
Look at me I made it out
But still I'm just a hood nigga
Oh-oh, that's right
I'm feeling like I'm falling see
Every now and then I hear it
The streets is calling me
[Hook - Roc City]
It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't leave my hood
So they call me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me hood
Call me convict, call me fool
Call me trouble, but I call me hood
[Verse 2 - Maino]
Yeah, packed jails, closed schools
Overcrowded classrooms
College girls on stripper poles
Feeling like we all doomed
Rock sellers, God tell us
Why they let the cops kills us
Wouldn't understand unless
You're standing on them blocks with us
Blood and tears, show no fear
Candles for my dead peers
Pregnant teens, broken dreams
But I still love it here
Yes I said I love it here
Take a breath, smell the air
Look around, feel the ground
You can sense the danger near
New babies, lost fathers
Drugs inside the household
Alcohol, aids, wait
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me where the hope is at
Real you can call me that
Never goin far away
The streets is always calling back
[Bridge - Roc City]
Even though I seen the struggle
Even though I seen the struggle
My whole life was a struggle
That's all that I know
Always on my grind
I'm taught to, I have to hustle
Money stays on my mind
And I won't let it go
See this here is survival of the realest
And only if you real you will feel it
So if you don't live it, don't speak it
I make it hard for you to not see it
[Hook - Roc City]
It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't leave my hood
So they call me ghetto, call me goon
Call me gangster, but I call me hood
Call me convict, call me fool
[Intro:]
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ! Uh!
Y-YEAH! Y-YEAH! MAINO!
UH! UH!
[Verse 1:]
You already know, move when I come through
You could run with winners, or lose if you want to
Mami here's your chance just tell me what you 'gon do?
Doin what I can now I'm doin what I want to
I be on that next ish diamonds in my neckless
Keep about thirty two shots in my tek clip
Holla at my thugs in the club livin reckless
Yeah it's lunchtime eat these lames up for breakfast
Nuvo sipper, I'm a Benz whipper
Shorty playin hard actin funny I'm a diss her
'Cause I'm a bread getter LV on the sweater
Droptop Phantom put that one on Twitter
NOW!
[Chorus:]
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Let me hear that hit a-hit-a-let me hear that hit again!
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Let me hear that hit a-hit-a-let me hear that hit again!
[Verse 2:]
Yeah let me hear that song again play it nonstop
Bring it-bring it back DJ start it from the top like
You already-you already-you already know, move when I come through
You could run with winners, or lose if you want to
Mami here's your chance take a glance let me show you
Everything is real keep it thorough like I'm 'posed to
I'm a keep it Brooklyn, Black Flag Maino
Bury me in Brooklyn I'm a black angel
I be kickin truth for these other rapper's nonsense
Wings on the Coupe probably flyin through the projects
I ain't just a artist, I'm here gettin paper regardless
[Chorus:]
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Let me hear that hit a-hit-a-let me hear that hit again!
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Let me hear that hit a-hit-a-let me hear that hit again!
[Verse 3:]
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You can move on, or you can bring it back
Look at how we roll mami this is where it's at
But if you got a man he don't do it like that
Baby I ain't no actor, black bandana
Can't get rid of me, baby I'm cancer
Life is a movie, look at all the cameras
People say they heard of me from here to Atlanta
This is how we play, one more time on replay
Standin in the DJ booth... (Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!)
Let me hear that hit again, pkease play that hit again
Yeah Unstoppable, Maino, got another hit again
[Chorus:]
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Let me hear that hit a-hit-a-let me hear that hit again!
Bring it back DJ! Bring it back DJ!
Bring it back! Bring it back! Bring it back DJ!
Let me hear that hit a-let me-let me hear that hit again!
Biggie is back, biggie is back
B*tches out of... screaming biggie is back
I'm ready to die, life after my death
More money, more powers
Give me one more chance
Brooklyn we did it, sky is the limit,
The king in new york emphasize...
Biggie is back, biggie is back
B*tches out of... screaming biggie is back.
Biggie is back, how weak it is that
I'm rollin so the...
And visible bully, my women all juicy
I've been... in a colorful gucci
I'm talking money and fame my... is versace
My shoe is... so tell me how you're gonna stop me
My team is the mafia you know we go in
I got a b*tch that's so freaky that she reminds me of...
Surprise... hypnotize and...
You can call em big papa if you have my...
Time... different watching my girl
You need a... I shoot, I'm not at the top of the world
F*ck niggas and b*tches get the money for shawty
Let hand in the air see the rocks of my...
Bands I call it puff daddy, b*tch biggie is back
Back in brookly from...
Chorus:
Biggie is back, biggie is back
B*tches out of... screaming biggie is back
I'm ready to die, life after my death
More money, more powers
Give me one more chance
Brooklyn we did it, sky is the limit,
The king in new york emphasize...
Biggie is back, biggie is back
B*tches out of... screaming biggie is back.
They screaming biggie is back, I told em gangstas don't die
Back back... trucks some get highest than sky
... flag is the mafia now... see that
F*ckin... pass that shit, bring little... back
Oh, I'm talking... change the pitch of floody
Oh I'm talking... get your... floody
Yeah, you know we deal nigga, give me the...
I'm a general my team trainin... and shoot
And then... you niggas don't understand it... I come through
Show stop it and I'm small like... calling me big papa
I get it the way I live it, call it the way I own it
... nigas frighten, yeah I don't really want it
No, somebody gotta die if I go you gotta go too
When I'm kicking the dough waving my foe, foe
I tell em...
i don't dig on a chick, mann i beat that pussy down; i beat that pussy down, i beat that pussy down [4x]
now now, show me where them hoes at
thought i saw a puddy-cat
homie if i fuck her once bet she bring that pussy back
i could see her pussy bread
look at her, her pussy wet
get up in her, shove it in her, ima leave her pussy bent
ahw shit, horse dick, come & get yo wall split
hop up on it, grind all on it, show me you want balls bitch
let me see that pussy hoe, you cant leave that pussy closed
beat that pussy up, beat it down til' your head explode
mammi up, certified; show me how you feel inside
if that condom pop, i aint stoppin; im gon come inside..
[Intro:]
Yea yea yea
I can only be me my nigga
I'm not onyx nigga
Yea c'mon man
[Chorus:]
I ain't Big homie
I ain't Jay-Z
I can't do it like snoop
Baby that ain't me
I can be me
I'm a be me
I can't copy no man
I'm a be me
Look how diddy dance
I can't do that
And I don't wear my clothes
Like Jim Jones
You know that
I can only be me
I'm a be me
I can't be what I'm not
I'm a be me
[Verse 1:]
I don't immitate
I initiate
And I dson't sound like no body
Let's set it straight
I don't rap like Jadakiss
I'm different
And I ain't just talkin our records
I'm really livin it
I ain't Wayne
I ain't Game
Ain't none of em
I'm a be myself
I'm trying to be like none of em
Look how we done it crack
We gone do the same rap
Homie I ain't Fab
Nigga shoot me I shot him back
So forgive me
If I ain't your favorite rapper
I'm just a thug on a song
I don't play with rappers
The second of none it's the first to me
And to put it more blunt
I'm a be me
[Chorus:]
I ain't Nas, baby
I ain't Mob Deep
I know you lookin for Jeezy
But that ain't me
I can be me
I'm a be me
I can't copy no man
I'm a be me
Kanye Make beats
I can't do that
You can't expect me to be 50
And you know that
I can only be me
I'm a be me
I can't be what I'm not
I'm a be me
[Verse 2:]
This is me respect me for who I am
Don't expect me to immolate another man
I'm not the next Pac
I ain't the next big
I'm just me my nigga
I get it how I live
You hear that pain in me
Ain't nothing fake with me
I can't be what I'm not
Dog that ain't in me
I'm the truth
It's hard for me to live a lie
I can't sound like I'm from the south
I'm from the star
Real niggas they love me for doing what I do
The streets know I don't make songs like Common do
I don't jump around like in Busta video
But I lay a nigga down like a busta video
[Chorus:]
My nigga B.G.
My nigga T.I.P.
I know they love outkast
But that ain't me
I could be me
I'm a be me
I can't copy no man
I'm a be me
Look how Akon sing
I can't do that
And I don't make songs like Tylin
You know that
I can only be me
I'm a be me
I can't be what I'm not
I'm a be me
[Verse 3:]
I make my music
Shit that I like music
Me being me
Original fight music
Our street music
Stayin to beef music
See a nigga shoot
You poppin your heat music
This not cam music
Nigga this is man music
First day home
Fresh out of the can music
Straight music
None of that mase music
Black bandana tied to your face music
Thug music nigga I'm not ludacris
Drunk music listen to how I'm doing this
Real music accept or refuse it
And ya'll already know exactly who it is
[Chorus:]
I ain't big homie
I ain't Jay-z
I can't do it like snoop
Baby that ain't me
I can be me
I'm a be me
I can't copy no man
I'm a be me
Look how diddy dance
I can't do that
And I don't wear my clothes
Like Jim Jones
You know that
I can only be me
I'm a be me
I can't be what I'm not
[chorus]
My bandana
ur my star
ur my moon
my guitar
we dont know
where we are.
still we stand
Maino Verse 1
They say people like me
end up dead or in the jail cell
no food had to eat off crack sales
before u try to judje me off of my life style
put ur self in the shoes of a black male
Whats my *chance of gettin out of poverty?*
its my god given right to pull a robbery
Society labels me a misfitter but in the street im looked at as a real
nigga
My bandana in my right hand i fold it up and tie it around my *own
head*
They dont understand why i keep a rag, why its hanging on the back of
my pants
I keep 1 maybe 2 or 3 represents where i come from
its a g thang salute all the young boys and the OGs
every thug in the country knows me
[chorus]
My bandana
ur my star
ur my moon
my guitar
we dont know
where we are.
still we stand
Lloyd Banks verse 2
I keep a rag cuz u never know bandana my face
___ show incase u gotta let it go
Damn near more than good from queens to foreign hood
Hoodstar touch the block like the man in office could
My bandana pass down for my son, sons and brother
one 'fore he turn 21. gun salute biggie out the coupe
while i shoot up and down the block thinking how to get the ___
The jake dont see a celebrity
they see a set up plotting to knock u down before u get up
U talk and live it. Just left my homie came off the visit. revisiting good
times back before he did it
Had the weed going and pop another bottle. they thought we never
make it here victim of the hollow
Out here everybody got a hammer i never change for the camera thats
on....
[chorus]
My bandana
ur my star
ur my moon
my guitar
we dont know
where we are.
Intro:
Oh shit, my nigga Home
(What up my nigga)
Maino,What’s up my nigga, aw, shit
You've been gone 10 years nigga, what’s up man
(Yeah, man, you know what it is)
Yo nigga We on nigga Lets get this money, man Straight up man lets get this money
Yo check man, yo for real, let me tell you
Verse:
What up my nigga
I'm happy that you home
I missed you, let me tell you what’s been going on
Since you've been gone a lot of things changed
We came up getting real money off of 'Cain
Enough shit, whole team eatin’ off of drug shit
You like a brother to me, you ain't got to touch shit
Ah, shit, I believe every word you say FAM,
but listen to me though I got a bigger better plan
Look man we can get up in this rap shit
You jokin' right, go 'head with that wack shit
Relax kid, we gotta use tactics
We can get rich, we ain't even got to clap shit.
I'm saying though, but you ain't no rapper, yo (I'm not)
Exactly but none of that matters though
Cause I can fool them, with a little flashy flow
Look, kid, I'm only after dough (I know)
We have to blow, you know why? Cause we goin' give them real shit
Young nigga, Old Nigga, Bet you they goin' feel this
Think about it we already going hard
We gonna start a movement and name it Hustle Hard
Hook:
So what you wanna' do
What you wanna do
I gotta car with a trunk full of money and its all for you
Man, I'm back to life
You welcome home nigga you deserve to be right (Repeat)
Verse 2:
(phone rings)
Hello?
Maino, what’s up?
Who's dis?
Who you think it is, daddy? Got to be yo bitch
You home now what’s up with tonight (Umm)
Nigga you gon’ give it to me first right
I need that dick
That 10-year dick
Imma freak you, might bring another bitch (Wow)
Look, nigga, pussy, you can have that
Imma give you everything down to my ass crack
Damn its like that
Its like that
I like that
You like that
You a king baby, Imma treat you like that
Yeah, I hear you talking like you on the right track
After I see my P.O. Imma hit you right back
Hook:
So what you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
Got some bomb ass head and a soft bed all for you
Man I’m back to life
Welcome Home Daddy you deserve to be right (Repeat)
Verse 3:
Have a seat, and no standing in the corridor
Glad to meet you, I’m your parole officer
Says here you’ve had some mishappenins’
Jermaine Coleman, drug related kidnapping
Now look captain, the rules is easy
Every week you gotta come here and see me
Get a job, can’t find one, see me
Gotta test, here’s a cup for you to pee pee
I’m not a friend; I ain’t trying to get to know you
And since you like to hang, here’s a 9 o clock curfew
Trust me, Parole is for real
Act up and Imma put your ass back in jail
I know the drill I wasted half of my life
So what you gonna do to bring a change in your life?
Imma get it right from doing bigger things
[Chorus:(T-Pain)]
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)
[Verse 1:(Maino)]
Really what do you see
When you looking at me
Real niggas love me, they feel me, the streets is proud of me
Homie i'm just like you
This is what that grind do
Look at me my movement is spreadin' just like the swine flu
Ain't no use in stoppin me baby i'm uncontrollable
Never back down keep fighting just like a soldier do
Yeah I guess its on again
They gon' respect New York again
Promise you Haidi I love you, you gone walk again
Pants hangin', still bangin' never let my city down
Came from nothin' reppin Brooklyn
Tell me you don't feel me now
Imma G, imma rider, imma son, imma father
Black flag, black Pradas yeah imma real survivor
This for my homies who
I lost along tha way
Either death or in jail you still apart of me
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Still showin' me love, all of my thugs
Head high fist in tha sky, all the above
[Chorus:(T-Pain)]
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)
[Verse 2:(Young Jeezy)]
All the above, and everything between
These nigga's say they real, what does that really mean?
And I don't trust these clowns, so I'm always starin'
You know these motherfuckers fake as them chains they wearin'
Real nigga's stay aboard, hoes jump ship
Real nigga's earn they keep, but always run shit
You nigga's actin' like sugar, might as well strip
Nigga's actin like strippers, might as well tip
Hatin' get you no where, have a safe trip
And bitch I'm goin' to the moon, I need a spaceship
Got some homies in the big house, so I sit at my big house
And let you run your big mouth, bout things you know shit bout
I did it for the streets, I did it for the hood
I was gettin' money before rap, lets get it understood
Bitch I've been livin' good, fuck I'm Hollywood
Ask westside blue, I've been Robin hood
I never been a bitch, I never been a snitch
I love some Philippes, It always make me shit
See, I ain't worried bout' you, It won't make me shit
See i'm only in the things that'll make me rich
I lost my faith in this fake shit, say to this fake shit
But I'll be damn, I lose my face in this fake shit
So deep in the matrix, so much hate, I can taste it
These suckers can't take it, my life as real as my bracelet
[T-Pain]
Chorus [T-Pain]:
(yo, Pain, you ready?
yeah!
Main, looks slackin, low
yeah!
just blaze
yeah!
Nah trayin up!!
yeah!
V, i think we got one!
yeah!
Here we goooo!)
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)(ha ha! unstoppable maino!)
Verse 1 [Maino]:
Listen
Really what do you see
When you looking at me?
See me come up from nothing,
To me living my dreams
I done been to the bottom,
I done suffered a lot,
I deserve to be rich,
Headed straight to the top
Look how I ride for the block,
Look how I rep for the hood,
I get nothing but love now
When I come through the hood
Getting this fortune and fame
Money make all of us change
The new benz is all white,
Call it John McCain
How the hell could you stop me?
Why in the world would you try?
I go hard forever,
That's just how I'm designed,
That's just how I was built
See the look in my eyes?
You take all of this from me,
And I'm still gon' survive
You get truth from me,
But these rappers gon' lie
I'm a part of these streets
Till the day that I die
I wave hi to the haters,
Mad that I finally done made it
Take a look and you can tell
That I'm destined for greatness
(Chorus)
Tell me what do you see
When you lookin at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)
Verse 2: [Maino]
It's easy to hate (hate)
It's harder to love me (damn)
Ya'll don't understand (stand)
Ya'll quickly to judge me
Put your foot in my Nikes,
Picture you livin' my life,
Picture you stuck in a cell,
Picture you wasting your life,
Picture you facing a charge,
Picture you beating the odds,
Picture you willing to bleed,
Picture you wearing the scar
Thank you for making me struggle,
Thank you for making me grind
I perfected my hustle,
Tell me the world ain't mine
You've been seein' me lately,
I'm a miracle baby
I refuse to lose
This what the ghetto done made me
I put that on my father
Tryna hope for tomorrow
When I think that I can't,
I envision Obama,
I envision the diamonds,
I envision Ferraris
If the world was perfect,
All my niggas behind me
Ain't you happy I made it?
That I'm making a statement?
Take a look and you can tell
That I'm destined for greatness
(Chorus)
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I'm destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I'm a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)
Verse 3 [T-Pain]:
Now if you come to the spot (spot)
All the way from out on the block (block)
I hustle hard cause it's all the same (they know, they know)
And you know that grind don't stop (stop)
Just 'cause I rose to the top (top)
And everybody knows my name (they know, they know)
Still grindin (still grindin),
Still hustlin (still hustlin)
No more pain (no more pain),
No more sufferin (no more sufferin)
To my ladies and my shorties and my thugs,
Just start dancing and shine in the love (yes!)
Feat. Swizz Beatz
Swizz
Hey hey oh hey
Maino
Hey Swizz
I think I woke up on the right side of the bed
That’s how I feel
Swizz (hook)
I think I might give away a million bucks
I think might give away a brand new truck
Cause I feel good
Yea I feel good
Cause I feel good
I think I might take alot of shopping sprees
U in the club goddam all drinks on me
Cause I feel good
Yea I feel good
Cause I feel good
Maino
Good Lord look what a beautiful day
My enimes gone ain’t here they gone away
I feel good
Everything is ok
I feel like givin all my money away
Cause niggas is broke ain’t no bread in the hood
Look what they did they sellin Feds in the hood
I ain’t going to change I’m coming back through the hood
Do what I do and then back to the hood
I’m blessed I went places I never been
I lived to see a black president
I’m good, yes I feel good
Drinks on me baby what’s good!
Swizz (the hook)
For the ones who got more than 1 mouth to feed
Gas so high got em’ riding on E
Daddy needs shoes and kids gotta eat
They can have every last Penney on me
Me and swizzy rollin in the lambo
Sit back reminiscing this and when I never had no
Dollas, pride is well poor dear mama
Stuck to the fight like a drained out boxer
So I know what it feels like to not have much
I should give away what I made last month
I gotta alot to feel good about
I think I’m gonna give away a good amount
Swizz (the hook)
One shot for my niggas in the state pen
Two shots for my niggas still hustling (raa)
I feel good
I’m so good
Man I rose from the bottom and it feels good
Swizz
Man I’m a introduce to you a new dance (new dance)
It’s called the money dance (echo)
You pull the money out your pocket like this (like this)
You put your hands in the air like this (like this)
And you simply just umm.
Bounce throw it all around
(Throw) throw it all around x3
A little more now
Throw it all around
A little more now
Throw it all around
Hook:
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
Uh, whole club packed, but I need one bad bitch
Seen her hit perfection, I was on that bitch
Trying to bring her home, I wanna own that bitch
Staring at the ass that is on that bitch, yeah!
She looked just like a’ to Rihanna
He body like a stripper, she my black Madonna
Standing .. in Balenciaga
Baby girl, not a dime’ this bitch a dollar.
Q-Q-Queen bitch, that’s a mean bitch
Coordinated bad, serene bitch!
Fuck these other hoes, man I really need her
These other basic bitches getting’
Hook:
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
I need a bad bitch, she need a bad babe
My bitch got the shoot game, the other hoes say it
My bitch got the coop game, the other hoe walking
My bitch with the.. game, the other hoe talking
You’re spending time gossiping, my bitch out here flossing
Cause she a king bitch, so my bitch out here bossing!
My bitch like my will, yeah my bitch foreign
My bitch got the roary, my bitch she stop for fun
.. always hate, don’t know who she date
But she already know it, my bitch is never straight
See, your bitch is to be fake, and her purse is be faker
With all the money you want a bad bitch,
You can’t make her!
Hook:
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
All I need is one bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
One bad, one bad, one bad bitch
[Intro:]
Chris Brown: They might even say you should leave me alone
Don't be scared... They might even say you should leave me alone. (fading in and out)
[Verse 1:]
They tell you that I'm no good for you.
Too rude, too cool, too hood for ya.
Ya friends sayin things that they should'nttell you.
They like, "Nah girl he a bad look for you."
They try to paint me to be a monster.
N all that jus makes you put your guards up.
I'm like nahh don't trust what cha friends say.
Cause they miserable, They hatin it's clear as day.
All that talk in the beauty shop is hear say.
You can't believe em when they tell you that I'm crazy.
Yes, I can't lie that I'm a hood nigga, but deep down I'm a good nigga.
[Chorus: repeat of intro]
[Verse 2:]
Listen yeah,
Look what chu showed me,
How could you fault me.
You let em judge me N they don't even know me.
What makes me so bad? Because my pants sag?
I should'nthave to make no excuse for who I am.
Yeah I'm a thug right?
You what a thug likes.
I can't help that I want chu in a thugs life.
I mean the whole world is what I'm tryna bring to ya.
Make ya own choice, don't let em think for you.
You prolly think what cha friends say can't be wrong.
"What kinda man always keeps a bandana on? "
So now you back to ignorin me.
You back lyin to yourself about wantin me.
[Chorus: repeat]
[Verse 3:]
I can't stop all the things that they say about me (I can't.)
But what's sad is you believe what you hear about me.(damn)
You can't see all these haters wanna see you doubt me
But deep down girl I know you see yourself around me
I'm so real, man my life is a movie flick
You can't see it cause you caught up on that booshy shit
Now tell me you don't want me.
Look me in my face, say you never gonna call me.
Tell me you don't wanna open up N give me all that.
Feel on my tattoos, touch where I'm scarred at.
I guess I'm tryin jus a bit much.
You care what other people think, so I'm a give it up.
I like that
We gone
On the wall
Maino
Drama
Classy
This life I live
Just to feed my kids
I don't came for nothing
I've never been been so close
Look into my eyes, you could see the truth
You could see the grind, you could see the booth
You could see the shine, you could see the coupe
You could me, but you don't see the roof
Cause I ride hard, I could see the stars
No top now, I'm close to the God
Hold my son and hope for tomorrow
This for the ones that won't see tomorrow
Count my blessings, yes n' could a been stressing
Made it out the ghetto, Lord no questions
Stylin', growling, throwing in up thousands
Made it out of the project housing
Now look at me, I really can't believe
It all came true, I'l living out a dream
Clone my self, I'm never going to fail
It's gotta be Heaven, I've already been to Hell
I could a been lost, could a been a loser
Could a been dead, shot by the ruga
Could a been dumb, drug abuser
Could a been stressed, groom be a tomb a
But I found life, God damn right
Could a been left in a cell no light
Look at my life, somethings with me
Gotta be blessed, cause Angels with me
Let's get it popping, rocking, still club hopping
Straight to the top, failure not an option
Hate me, love me, still can't budge me
None of y'all ever gon' judge me
Never been close, still it like this
Never seen a sky from a view like this
Gotta feel good when you living like this
It's the Dynasty niggas, as promised,
The world's most infamous
Roc-A-Fella Records
This is Roc La Familia,
It's Young Hova, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek, Amil-lion,
It's the Dynasty niggass, 2000 to infinity,
This is ghetto to ghetto, gutter to gutter,
Street corner to street corner, project to project,
Worldwide, walk with us niggas,
Hoffa, Dash, it's the Dynasty niggas
Check it out,
Uhh, walk with me, talk to me, yo
The theme song to The Sopranos
Plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seeing life like
I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah
Knowing I can go, just switching a spare
On the highway of life, nigga it's sharp in my sight
Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches
Every time somebody like Enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, being in the trenches
Him, living adventurous not worrying about expenditures
I'm braving temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a nigga
But I'm starving my niggas, and the weight loss in my figure
Is starting to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my niggas, I'm trying to be calm but I'm goin' get richer
Through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the Qur'an or Islamic scriptures
Only psalms I read was on the arms of my niggas
Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious
Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures
Niggas, say it's the dawn but I'm superstitious
Shit is as dark as it's been, nothing is going as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the harder niggas acting too suspicious
Yeah, here's a couple of suggestions of how you could finess it
First you see the nigga and see if he gonn confess it
What's done inside the dark gonn show up in the light
Never call a man a rat unless you see him black and white, right
Set the trap, if the boy eating cheese
Get the fuck away from him, if you think he jay reed
Look him in the eyes, see exactly what's inside
Do your own work, see if he ever testify
Or run upon him throw a couple water on him
This nigga's in the fast, and he drop quarters on him
Or catch him alone say you know his little secret
And from a right price between y'all you will keep it
Before you know it, you like when extortin him
Then you tell the hood anyway nigga, fuck em
You got that? Makin check for 900$ holler
First upon you should have called me
And put that thing to your baldy
And took that ring from your shawty
Niggas is sick, fresh to death like the ash
You thought niggas was rich
But niggas is hurting, nomads
Niggas is sick, when you comin through with it all on
Nigga a vic, and I don't care if you a nigga or bitch
The streets be like that nigga a bitch
Don't be listening and now your man like
Get caught slippin in van dyke
Hit the ground filled with that land like
You a mail and it was can night
Next time park in the bush, you take the cab over
Call this line, I'll send the pass over
Tell my niggas to take it easy, mac oprah
Who you came to see though?
Pussy nigga prolly upstairs watching tivo
Every 2 minutes peek through his peephole
Like I was just about to come hit you, fuck outa here
First day's first, should have never came to the book
If you ain't passed in with them gangsters bra
You thought it was sweet, how you creep
One dip with no heat
Can you tell me what the fuck was you thinking bra
You a sheep around wolves, you ain't eat in a week
And them motherfuckers gonn leave you stankin bra
Brooklyn just barclays, goons selling hard yay
Flatbush to broadway, g's shootin broad day
Thinking what you think got your ass in a hard place
That instagram got your ass in the jail
Before you sent that dm you should have thought like a man
Who ain't got shut but a bad bitch as his fam
You thought it waas the right time to line one of her friends
For a favorite cousin who just got out of can
Plus you from outta state, she just threw out the biat
Put kisses under your flicks, and post the pictures of her cake
Came with jewels in and your benz, you wanted to impress her
Now you lucky to go home on a stretcher
I mean look sonny it could be worse
You could run out the crib with your hand in your shirt
And try to front like it's ... but fuck around and get murked
Shit, man, that would be a fatal attempt
This is my town, this is my city now
This is my city now
This is my city, my city (x 3)
This is my city now.
This is my city, my city,
this is my city, my city
this is my city now.
Uh, yeah yeah
Uh another round for them real niggas
for four green a brounce fill nigga
came up a crack in my hill figures
A one play break em bread then we real killers
watching them girls on the pole again
throwin' dollars falling deeper in the whole out there
and through my travels see the hoes I'm in
my homies gone, one day if we ever roll again
running with my niggas running right or wrong
trying to rack to find my past when I'll rack my rose,
kill it my city, get away from me,
twenty brand in one night somebody's great for me.
This is my city, my city (x 3)
This is my city now.
This is my city, my city,
this is my city, my city
this is my city now.
As we focus in and out of traffic, I can feel it
I'm tryin' to grab it, I can heal it
but tryin' to stab it, I can flip it,
oh I can mack it, oh I could dip it,
oh I could clap it, but I'ma face it
real niggas with real faces, no tears
ain't that the pour three times, more years
I'm tryin' to chill pips, preachin' and I'm all ears
mainly the sound city sending me bricks like oh ..
true story I belong here,
this ain't the song here, is just a real nigga speaking
and I promise I would never be weakened,
I got my niggas with me, nigga we cheatin'
Mafia, we cheatin'
This is my city, my city (x 3)
This is my city now.
This is my city, my city,
this is my city, my city
this is my city now.
Look the land that miss fits and the generist
die and young from the same things it get too rich,
and oh, and oh man it's a cold city,
when chicks f*ck you for the colds and you been the shit
how many times I see the real face ..
from dues going get their team on some screaming shit,
Jesus piece that will low, pray they fear us
they say my city changed but we still us,
yeah, still will, still powerful,
still put a bigger building then with the towers fell,
still spending on them hores, and like a..
the price on for my city I'm a winner wow.
This is my city, my city (x 3)
This is my city now.
This is my city, my city,
this is my city, my city
They can't f*ck with us,
Brooklyn
unstoppable
Come on, man!
The fourth fifth with the hoster,
Louie Lofa's champagne in the glass,
crashed in the rover,
for six days I ain't for sober can't slow up,
woke up bout of my mind I'm hung over,
top for the globe just me and my dogs,
the sign on the ..of the world os..
reminiscent on friends I caught fellonies with
in the truck get licked by celebrity bitch
from the block to the whips that's a half a mile
this is Brooklyn rest in peace, half a mile,
this the world famous, we rise and still banging,
screaming out real my niggas can't..
nine bottles turn kiss in the white models,
d hang all over my neck, I can't hide though
Mafia this year nigags gonna learn
we connected moving like we was the firm, yeah
World, world famous
World famous, famous
World, world famous
World famous, famous
Yeah
Jesus piece with the gold link
black bens door's up, good gold wing,
will your girl been, wonder where she coming from
rapped around my three piece like we come..
ladies know the name never confused me
I'm Gucci that's .. 2 G pop roses,
slide with a gold little..
intentions on slipping my pockets and rule think
now normally I got class like a five hour,
be round on the tops, Steve hots hour,
and tryin to push begonies signed the benny hind in
when I play the roll for the mob like could you find her
play the haters you don't speak on,
my team run all this green, our clicks on
4 4 long nigga get your speaks on
we don't real speak much, we just get out heat on
World, world famous
World famous, famous
World, world famous
World famous, famous
Look, pop off, I'm all cynic, you a nack off
this is vintage, OG sixes,
had to learn to stay away from all this slow licked is popped them
now you swear like that gold tiff nigga you steal living
can you owe me nigga, this is now
you're screaming out you owe me nigga,
it's obvious you don't know me nigga,
it's lucky dawn I stand front awaiting my damn turn
you're hating this man burn
through it up, light up
he ain't real, he a damn liar,
talked to mouth like a in fire,
living that life, vampire,
the mafia is the empire,
we all..mind is the whire,
got a bad red bitch that remind me a whire
dj take it back like time a tire,
you're tryin to get rich and front shit mind is the prior,
World, world famous
World famous, famous
World, world famous
World famous, famous
I'm trapped, feel like I'm trapped
I'm trapped, feel like I'm trapped
I'm trapped...
Why don't you love me? Why do you hate me?
Why don't you trust me? Whose gonna save me?
Look in my eyes, this is my life, this is my life, this my life
How can you blame me, for tryna' be wealthy
I came up starving, it wasn't healthy
Daddy was to high, he could'nthelp me
My mama had told me that this life was scary
Stuck in this jail see, feels like it's hell b
No one to call, ain't no money to bail me
Come on and feel me
And take a look in my eyes and try to understand my life, my life
I'm so thirsty, till they murk me
Fuck the world mommy, it don't deserve me
Feel like you cursin' me, lord try to work with me
My enemies creepin', and they plottin' to murder me
Somebody pray for me, it ain't okay homie
I'm at the window with the I'll AK homie
All I can say homie
Is take a look in my eyes cause you could never live my life, my life
Feels like I'm strapped down, the worlds deceiving me
Daddy I rap now but who gon' believe in me
I got crack vials, send those fiends to me
Niggas is rats now, they called the d's on me
I can't back down, so toss the sheet on me
Bring your gat now, if you gon' bleed for me
Watch what you bring to me
And take a look in my eyes, cause niggas tryna' take my life, my life
Where did I go wrong
Tell me what's worse, the feds or my son moms
Baby the loves gone, maybe her hearts torn
Or maybe it's just all the pressure I build on
Lord I'm dead wrong, been locked for too long
It's hard to remain calm, guns in both palms
And if you not strong
Take a look in my eyes, and see if you can learn from my life, my life
Come take a ride with me, a day in the life with me
Pick up my son, and look in his eyes with me
Come through the Stuy with me
See how they eyein' me
Look how I grew up, without a father see
I'll tell you what bothers me, society blindin' me
They said I can be whatever I tried to be
But they lied to me
So take a look in my eyes and tell me what's wrong with my life, my life
My whole life exposed, so my eyes is closed
Mommy it's too late, this is the life I chose
Nigga it's fuck parole, I'm a sell drugs some more
Life is a highway, I'm swerving of the road
Which ever way it goes, ready to lock and load
What I believe in, is what I'm a bleed for
And if you need some more
I know, I know, that you're tired
Yeah you feeling so uninspired
You been searching for long, now I finally come
Here I am, I'm your Messiah,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho, oho
Yeah, where it comes from now?
Cause when I look around, I see a circus like Wrigley Brothers [?] ground
Too many characters, the game is like a tv show
I can't believe I see rappers wearing women clothes
Now where my city at? We hanging off the map
Too many lames screaming they gonn' bring my city back
I own identity, something that my city lacks
What happened to the truth, tell me how real is that
I know what you want, I know what you need
I can hear the thoughts, I'm inside your dreams
I'm the [?] and I finally got the right prescription
Come on and follow me, I'll lead you to the right religion
It's like God's eyes, seeing with that type of vision
I know what we lack and what we got and what we listen
I'm the difference, I'm the chosen, baby I'm the one
I know you been waiting for me and I finally come
I know, I know, that you're tired
Yeah you feeling so uninspired
You been searching for long, now I finally come
Here I am, I'm your Messiah,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho, oho
Yeah, look, tell me where's the fire, I know you tired
God help us all, save us from these fucking liars
Either you got a mean [?] with them
The only way these niggas been around was to the gym
The whole game is now in question, what's the answer though?
You seeking all the dumb shit while I'm the antidote
This is honesty, I was taught to speak my mind
Go ahead and try I'm the truest nigga you gonna find
Voice of the hood, I speak for the streets
The young single mothers who gave birth to g's
This is it, this is exactly what the doctor ordered
[?] get these niggas what they wanted
I'm a miracle, I said it and they never cord it
They won't believe till I show them I can walk on water
I'm the difference, I'm the chosen, baby I'm the one
I know you been waiting for me and I finally come
I know, I know, that you're tired
Yeah you feeling so uninspired
You been searching for long, now I finally come
Here I am, I'm your Messiah,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho, oho
Look, I'm only here just to face up all the damages
The hand of God, I'm a discipline the savages
I've been heaven sent cause you niggas negligent
I stepped up when nobody else would represent
The underdog, they ain't seeing what I got in stored
They said the game is [?] dope, all I got is wrong
M the difference, I'm the chosen, baby I'm the one
I know you been waiting for me and I finally come
I know, I know, that you're tired
Yeah you feeling so uninspired
You been searching for long, now I finally come
Here I am, I'm your Messiah,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
Oho, oho, oho, oho,
I couldn't sleep last night wondering where were you?
In your mind I mean
Why didn't you scream?
Though I say the wrong thing now and then
I still love you
In my hour of passionate thought
You know I say things that I ought (not to)
And though we may not stay together
I still love you
All alone now long down the line
And still these tear storms loneliness finds
But like the tide that rises
Slaps against the beach and falls
And though it's no longer my pail to pull and all
And though the weight of all our years
Their silent whispers call
I still love you
I still love you
Still got that key to the city...
(Verse 1)
uh.uh... uh
J-U, The hot shit, to hot to fall
I'm too ahead of my time kid, I stop for y'all
in a drunk mind state, I bomb Kuwait
I'm so ill I raise the dead when I rhyme at wakes
From the moment that my first verse caught your head
years later you'll be buggin' off the thoughts I said
Now I'm lampin' on the street, with my foot on the curb
give me the illest concept, and I can put it in words
Analog mics are used to record the subliminal
Pro Tools chapped em soundwave and make em digital
Flow cool Juice'll do the mic something pitiful
For me you're gonna need a million gigabytes minimal
Niggas wanna rap they gettin in it for dough
but start hangin up when they cell minutes are low
I'm toed back off of a couple Guinnesses though
I'll have people passin' out before I finish the show
now you feelin' insecure when I grin at yo' ho'
I had her ass in the air kid, chin on the flo'
Now you tryin' to spend your dough, so your women'll know
I'm still Juice but big Panik put the gin in the flow
Now the flows are the fattest crazy rap status
Juice hold belts in all the fuckin' weight classes
I'm anti-sobriety, I try to stay tipsy
I move at the speed of light, Blink, you missed me
(Chorus)
From the Midwest, to the West
And all sides of the U.S. feeling buddah blessed
No matter how it goes we fresh
Cause you can have a scantron and still can't test, the best
(Chorus 2)
From the East coast to the West
The best sides of the U.S. feeling buddah blessed
No matter how it goes we fresh
Cause you can have a scantron and still can't test, the best
(Verse 2)
I was told by the council, to lead the new millinium
One ounce'll have your skin chippin' like a pentium
3 processor, nobody floss fresher
my style very day to day like a cross dresser (Whoo)
Juice at the club, your whore I macked her
She forgot she had a man until the morning after
Bones and vocal cords get torn and fractured
She said comparin' us was like before and after
Juice bust 'em out, flush 'em out, what's the fuss about
I kick lines other cats can only cuss about
they say Juice is on the lose, have you seem him
I'm day and night and every hour between 'em
I'm on some Mary J. shit, nigga this is my life
Tape so hot they had to wrap it up in dry-ice
So having any thoughts about winnin me God
is like tryin to save a game without a memory card
And in case you didn't know, I'm paid to hijack your motorcade
Try to wave to the crowd I'm blowin off your shoulder blade
your chance to live is at a very low percentage
your so close to death that you can see your own image
A amateur, lost to a professional
Now they dissconnectin you from all that bullshit you was connected to
I need no remorse, I had to diminish 'em
In Mortal Kombat I had the crowd screamin' "Finish him"
You'll get nowhere
And that's all you hear
And that all your friends are fools
You'll get nothin
And you don't fit in
And they'll tell you, "You were born to lose."
You know you'll never leave it
But you don't wanna believe em
But you just can't leave it alone
You say you're gonna do it
So you better get to it
But you just can't do it alone
It takes all you've got to make it through the day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
You know you're something special
You know you're something special
You know you're something special
They judged your book
By the way you look
And they don't care what's inside
And that's all a part
Of growing up
And they'll never hurt your pride
But now you're turned around
And you're upside down
And there's nowhere else to hide
Just stand your ground
Don't let me down
I know you'll make it through the night
You know you'll never leave it
But you don't wanna believe em
But you just can't leave it alone
You say you're gonna do it
So you better get to it
But you just can't do it alone
It takes all you've got to make it through the day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
You know you're something special
You know you're something special
You know you're something special
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day
Today I'm gonna wake up
Smile on my face
Today I'm gonna wake up
[Chorus:]
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Is the Heaven for [?]
A ghetto in the sky, tell em where it be,
Please everybody tell me what you know
Cause after they die would your gun sling [?]
Visions of a Heaven got me picturing the cloud
Now I don't even know if any crooks are allowed
Get a lot of dirt, get a lot of things found
So do I got the right to say I'm still God's child?
Damn! Oh, my Lord, forget me for saying this
But I need to know, is Heaven just a wait list?
[?] I really go, is [?] like the club
[?] I can't get in cause I'm dressed like [?]
Cold outside, knocking on Heaven's door
Standing next to the thieves and the whores.
People still call [?] and welfare
That's hell, is there a Heaven where
[Chorus:]
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Yeah, I'm thinking about my friends, I'm missing them, hell, yeah
So I talk to 'em, I see 'em when I see [?]
If you hear me, then tell me what it feels like
Is a Paradise, what this God look like?
Is he cool, is he mean, is he nice?
Is he tall, is he black, is he white?
I ain't planning, I'm just trying to understand
Nobody ever said is got a [?]
What about the inmates, what about the OGs
What about the gang bands, what about the [?]
If it's hell on Earth, what would Heaven be?
[?] got a couple felonies.
I already know, I'm ready when I die
I'm a go to Heaven all fucked up and high
Looking for the sky [?] with a cellphone
Just in case Heaven like jail, I'm a call home!
[Chorus:]
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Listen!
Is there Heaven for G?
A place where we go [?] to the street
A spot where we don't have to run for police
We don't feel pain, we ain't blind, we can see
Somebody really tell me, is it life after death?
Is like a picture [?] and the shoes and the flesh?
Thinking to myself, I don't handle what is left
Feels like I'm the last nigger left
Wow, ride in a GT thinking about Curtis
Damn, [?] this is murder!
What happens to a killer and then gets murdered?
Does he go to hell, or does he deserve to
Walk through [?] living God's kingdom?
Do you got a place for [?]
Tell me, is it Heaven for [?]
If it is, please save a spot for me!
[Chorus:]
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
So tell me where I'm gone!
Is the Heaven for G?
A place where the criminals and drug dealers meat?
A spot for the ones who did wrong
Make that money!
Make that money!
Make that money!
[Chorus:]
(Make that money)
I get millionaire everybody want it [?]
(Make that money)
Spending like I just won the lotto [?] in a brand new Gallardo
(Make that money)
Nothing in this world is for free
Will you know, hustle harder than me
(Make that money)
Our whole world on the stream is that I make that money!
(Make that, make that money)
All I see is dollar sign, dollar sign
Big brown money bags with the dollar sign
Swear to God I'm a [?] better gotta shine
Need a scheme to make a million dollars [?]
Need that big bread, big house, bad bitch [?]
I'm an addict for that fast cash grip [?]
Cause I don't win for [?]
[?] no chain I'm Jazzy
Sleep with pretty things like Jessie, yeah!
Life is like the lottery, take chances gambling
Living on the edge, just scrambling, now!
[?] I was trying to get my luck up
I need a plan [?] mother fucker shut up!
[Chorus:]
(Make that money)
I get millionaire everybody want it [?]
(Make that money)
Spending like I just won the lotto [?] in a brand new Gallardo
(Make that money)
Nothing in this world is for free
Will you know, hustle harder than me
(Make that money)
Our whole world on the stream is that I make that money!
(Make that, make that money)
All I see is dollar sign, dollar sign
Old school go [?] with the dollar sign
Mixed up, not a scratch [?]
Gotta have a lot of [?] like it's dollar sign.
Cause now I'm seeing [?] pulling off, making niggers nauseous, yeah
Drop out, drop dead bitches that are gorgeous [?]
Money on my mind while I wake and sleep now
Daydreaming, think about [?]
Think about that Lambo, think about them Benz
Think about that mansion [?]
Closet full of Prada shoes, Louis and [?]
Waking up in the hood, broke as a nightmare.
[?] thinking about that big money [?] just to get money!
[Chorus:]
(Make that money)
I get millionaire everybody want it [?]
(Make that money)
Spending like I just won the lotto [?] in a brand new Gallardo
(Make that money)
Nothing in this world is for free
Will you know, hustle harder than me
(Make that money)
Our whole world on the stream is that I make that money!
[Featuring: Mista Raja]
I'm riding through the city with my top back, top back
I got my thing ready, cut back
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
On my knees praying for a better way
Waiting on a miracle we need a change
Alcoholic sleep I got stomach pains
I'm hungry and my father ain't been home in days
When it's quiet, I can hear my mama crying
In the sound of her voice that she tired of trying
No [?] food stamps and a [?] stool
The same thing for breakfast is for dinner too
No hope like I'm doing [?] I get a chance
14 and they forcing me to be a man
What I'm supposed to do, tell me what my options is
To turn to the streets, I never wanted this
Drop school, playing crimes turn to robberies
Cocaine turn to crack next turn to g's
I'm on a block killing with 100 packs
Feels like I'm trapped, I need a way out
I'm riding through the city with my top back, top back
I got my thing ready, cut back
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
So now I'm in the cell in my state greens
Fast life, caught up to me viciously
Trying to stand strong but I wanna scream
Cause all I got is letters in my memories
[?] 15 years in the hole, I'm only just 17 years old
I try to close my eyes I see nightmares
Hearing grown men yelling on the top tier
Feeling like my whole life wasted
My life can't grow behind these cages
Trying to keep hope but I'm loosing it
How the fuck am I supposed to live with [?] tuna fish
Tell me how long can a man ignore
God let them have mercy when I see the board
Cause this is time that I'm never getting back
I want another chance, I need a way out
I'm riding through the city with my top back, top back
I got my thing ready, cut back
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
I'm laying in the bed and my brush sweet
Staring at the ceiling I can't sleep
2 different women laying next to me
Thinking, is this what it's supposed to be?
Looking in the mirror, I'm a rapper now
Wow, what was supposed to happen now
I thought success brought happiness
So tell me why the fuck I ain't happy yet
Got a lot of [?] I turn my life around
I came up but I think my soul is down
I made them bless to receive the love,
But I think I lost track of what my mission was
Too busy in the club popping champagne
Almost I forgot about my mama's pain
Knowing that I'm blessed, thank God for that
But I still feel trapped, I need a way out
I'm riding through the city with my top back, top back
I got my thing ready, cut back
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
I just need a way out, I just need a way out
Life's a gamble, I gotta bet, stop that
Well it's your time you can't turn the clock back, I need a way out
[Chorus]
New York city knows how to party
New York city knows how to party
New York city keep it rockin
they keep it rockin
[Maino]
Roll up in the club like blaow
we gon need our bottles right now
we gon make a toast to the town
drinks in the air, go shawty
welcome to my city, see the bright lights
diamonds on my wrists, bright lights
the fast cars, the hot girls, the night life
the blue yankee to the back, the white knights
sipping tequila with divas
I can't stand, I'm too drunk, Jesus
people outta town call me Brooklyn
cause they know how I keep it, Brooklyn
[Chorus]
[Swizz Beatz]
Can have a party without showtime
Swizzy blanco from the Bronx yo
see me in my Aston, I'm moving real slow
Boston road to Dyer Ave
them n-gga, ahh for the life I have
I'm the one to make the artists blow, Nintendo
smoke emdo then go to party mode
put your hands up then go retarded though
damn, I got the beats to make the ground shake, earthquake
I do it for the empire cause I've been fire
you aint never seena monster like me you a liar
[Jim Jones]
soon as a step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming
I'm looking like money, stick up kids scheming
spent 40 on the watch keep the wrist gleaming
I'm in the hood in the truck, got the whip leaning
in Harlem when I talk it's like Godspeak
listen close little momma thats the car chill
vampire life I hear ya heart beating
bay chill lil momma fore I start tweeting
and you can catch me up in stack town
or in the ghost in the Bronx is the background
?, heading back down
I got homies in the jungle that
[Chorus]
[Jadakiss]
Yo, take a strip up top
they turning n-ggas to mincemeat
it's on as soon as you cross 110th street
yeah, you see poverty at it's best
if we aint in the front of the lobby, we on the steps
yep, 100 deep in the?
feel the floor shake when they start playing B-I
razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high
some of us rock true some of us rock Levi's
ahh, but we all rock polo
don't matter what the borrough, NY is the logo
talking to the popo's a no-no
that should be a rule that's global
[Joell Ortiz]
you know they had to to put the papi on it
like my fans, when I crowd dive, I'mma catch a body on it
Leopold scope shotty on it
I'm the hardest right now, I put my project library on it
Pun gone I'm the new Puerto Rico guy
? I don't want it with the B-O-I
your rap image mad gimmick, he no lie
I just go all out like Margarito eye
yaowa, thats the call of my army
we'll turn your face to a dance hall like cerami's
now this a party, I got a little change but aint change
so send over a bottle of Bacardi
(Feat. Push & Twigg Martin, Lucky Don & Hustle Hard Mouse)
Welcome to the mall
you have now been invited to step inside my world
the lames getting doubt it, killers get excited
the drama gets ignited, through blood shad and warm me
and my niggas been united
Welcome to he mall, got models in my arms
shooters in the trouble, cold money in my palms
Look and see the stars, tonight we are Gods,
scream and fuck the world, but I shall never cross my dogs
I am my brothers keeper until I beat the ripper
the mafia your arm sayin long enough that reach us
can't affiliate it, my goons demonstrating
yeah I finally got a reason for the dogs to celebrate
Free leans by that cold dog montag
lot of niggas talk killing name bout no murder,
get the blood the stars spilling trigger finger call up
gang size could owe, and I tell the whole world up
word I'm a young rapper rowser with expensive trousers,
out to public.for couple hundred thousand
what you have here sign fear, attitude this can't flig
'cause I could cash out two fifty in the back yeah
had rhyme boy as next game at the bar claim
court size seats off a blood, sweatin hard game
do what the mob say, for you be a.
catch you sleeping at war bounce as if you more bounce
Fuck as niggas talking all that money.the chat of my.
so when this bitch fuck niggas spit the path and yet
Brooklyn to the death, fire on the side of me,
niggas split the skinny nigga that's a fucking feel about me
patient doctor Martin on, whatever that you're calling me
I ball with you all give a face you say that's all of me
Cobbie, nigga say they know me,
I'm getting all this model pussy out here like I'm cutler
you nigga still beating to the phone like Naomi Campbell
rob shit, mob shit, fucking with the mob bitch
you cross stressing bitch niggas grandma my shit
It's lucky dom, wanting the mafia niggas
say my name and watch me pop me you nigga
I'm still I'm a lick em owk em a nigga
throw all my face down, oh seat down
I'm on my grind, look we .we found
we seat down and had the talk on it
promise my nigga every, the track I leave em choke on it
real shit I don't think hard talk on it
paranoia WIlly bastard come my own lawyer
get so close I got something nice and .for you
two twins name Chiqoya and Toya
lucky dawn I make em both bust off
at the same damn time, the mafia we the same damn kind
Yeah hustle hard mouths better all them bitches than heard of me
fedge tryin to indite, enemies wanna murder me
hundred thow in the duffle bag just for emergency
still got that thing I'm on bound come in the pergery
boy I'm on deep never turn shit down
hundred bottles so many sparkles, my burn shit down
call cowboy hundred bricks, make you drown
in the drown, my nigga swimming better find you a town
I'm all in flass in Panamara, portion, bossing
these niggas is dead without the cuffin,
we ain't never gonna let up, homie who gonna check us
the mafia bout blood, bout love, they gonna expect us
ANd that go
yeah it's the most unstoppable
the most unpredictable
Black Moe Welcome to my world
welcome to the mafia
but on that black flag baby time to ride on this
fuck boy, superfly for this
Chorus:
This is for Tanika, Laticia, Shante,
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Girls from around my way!
That s my type of girlfriend!
That s my type of girlfriend!
I don t need no model girl,
I don t need no run(way) chick,
I don t want no singing girl,
I don t want no actress!
Got myself a bad bitch,
Baby girl is super bad,
I want her only,
She is my fiancee,
.gorgeous,
A little neighborhood Beyonce.
She s like Beyonce,
. belly ring,
That s my type of girlfriend!
She s the type of girl I like,
I see her in my future!
.that s a loser,
She s been with the boosters,
She ended up, so I ll chose her,
Look at her, I don t wanna lose her.
Chorus:
This is for Tanish, Juanita, Monique,
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Keisha, .
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Tanika, Laticia, Shante,
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Girls from around my way!
That s my type of girlfriend!
That s my type of girlfriend!
I don t want no diva chick,
I don t want no pushy blonde,
I don t need a social life,
Got myself a Gucci star,
I can tell, everywhere she goes, always
Got herself an attitude,
You don t want her mad at you,
First time that I saw her,
She was with some .
New right there that I just wanted to . her.
Never .
My pretty baby from the hood, yo!
She really made me feel good, though,
If what I give her, never pleased her, maintain her,
She ll never leave me for no football player.
Chorus:
This is for Tanish, Juanita, Monique,
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Keisha, .
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Tanika, Laticia, Shante,
You re my type of girlfriend!
You re my type of girlfriend!
Girls from around my way!
That s my type of girlfriend!
That s my type of girlfriend!
I don t need a silly chick,
I don t need a phony cat,
I don t want a crazy bitch,
I don t like the .
Got myself a ghetto type,
Baby you got me opened!
Santa s in the summer time,
Hot when it s snowing,
She looks so delicious I could eat her!
She told me that she missed me,
She wore her lip gloss when she kissed me,
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