Villains Inc: Engineering Desire (2007)

Actors

• Dennis Albanese (actor)
• James Thomas Bligh (actor)
• Jan-Michael Guzman (actor)
• Michael Lemmon (actor)
• Michael Lemmon (actor)
• Michael Lemmon (actor)
• Taso Zoitas (actor)
• Michael Zoitas (producer)
• Taso Zoitas (producer)
• Taso Zoitas (director)
• Taso Zoitas (editor)

Genres

• Animation
• Short

Red Dog. Scooter. Applesauce. (2006)

Actors

• Marc Ardito (actor)
• Lou Carbonneau (actor)
• Boris Kievsky (actor)
• Juan Patino (actor)
• Mitchell Riggs (actor)
• Michael Shimkin (actor)
• Greg Stuhr (actor)
• Heidi Teuscher (actress)
• Catherine Zambri (actress)
• Suzette Breitbart (producer)
• Bret Csencsitz (producer)
• Mitchell Galin (producer)
• Mitchell Riggs (producer)
• Catherine Zambri (producer)
• Marc Ardito (writer)

Genres

• Comedy

Giggs Filmography

• Anuvahood
  2011, role: actor , character name: Nephew
• Life of Rhyme
  2011, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Victim
  2011, role: actor , character name: Fat Justin

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Take Your Hats Off - Giggs
• Signs - Giggs
• The Last Straw - Giggs
• Ruthless Freestyle - Giggs
• Rat-a-tat-tat - Giggs
• Hollowman - Giggs
• Talking The Hardest - Giggs
• List Hello - Giggs
• Intro (b.b.t.) - Giggs
• You Raised Me - Giggs
• Greaziest Freestyle - Giggs
• Soldier Riddim - Giggs
• Saw - Giggs
• Hard In Da Paint - Giggs
• Birthday - Giggs
• Don't Go There - Giggs

Yeah
Dun know what it is, wacka whats good lets show these little faggots whats happening out ere
Young, black and wild hope kyze smash his trial
smoking on a swisher sweet fuck black and mild
I feel fresh and im black with style, I can murk this whole rap game back with style
Guess whose back in town, fuck a vest pull the full metal jacket down
when I get the AK and I wrap it round all you're gonna hear is [AHHHHH] and a splashing sound
They say im gassed but im actually mellow
Bitch I never left what do you mean im back in the ghetto
in the whip with buck listening to black and the yellow
better listen up bitch im young black and im ghetto
fuck an instrumental I can rap to a chello
rep the UK yeah the next elvis castello
yeah they talk greezy but they are actually yellow
what him jump when they hear the pump slapping and echo
fuck your tracks and your demos im just back to say hello
wanna talk to me nigga better fax me a memo
about a quarter weed crushed up wrapped in a rello
got me flying high like my track rapping with melo
them niggas always acting upset they think they're gangsta cause they rap on the net
me and all my niggas we are a passionate set
niggas used to be a bitch get back in your dress
im back in affect
get back in your bed
got the SN1 links on the back of my neck
when you talking hollowman better have some respect first nigga to turn that G rap into cheques
fun time slapping the breast
when im stepping out woman start slapping their heads
posh restaurants, steak, salad and bread everyday i thank god for this talent im blessed
these niggas aint respecting the best so i came back and had to slap them with next
something like a slap in the head

I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time
Trying to escape, got me pushing crime
I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time
Trying to escape, got me pushing crime
I put my pain on the paperwork
When I write this shit down I feel to make it hurt
No mistaken words
I mean everything I say and I make it work
Growing up round here really made me learn
All about the hard way I had to make it burn
Close my eyes and I pray for Termz
I got the news in ATL and it made me squirm
Same time I won the BET
So every time I say it that's exactly what it means to me
So there's no reason you should speak to me
I open up my heart let the people see
Told them they better start getting used to me
Wouldn't be surprised if the police tried to shoot at me
So you need to open up the booth for me
Let me get inside and you'll get nothing but the truth from me
I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time
Trying to escape, got me pushing crime
I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time
Trying to escape, got me pushing crime
It's like every other day we screaming rest in peace
Listen to what I got to say cause the message deep
Tryna show them in these depressing streets
Nothing goods happening and that depresses me
I put it right out there get my message pushed
Rest in peace my brother bigz, he's from Shepherds Bush
Rest in peace Ruthless I hope my blessings took
It's painful, hope I make it to the second hook
They talk about gun grime and we reckless crooks
When it's our own government that get the weapons pushed
You think they gave a shit about
Peckham's hood
They drive pass and wouldn't even take a second look
It's only for the strong when you repping hoods
Other Nigga's that were thugging now they taking booge
Niggas struggle and we ain't far from fluorescent boogs
That's why if I blow, trust me,
Peckham's good
I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time
Trying to escape, got me pushing crime
I see the signs from this crooked life
Fuck my future, I know exactly what it's looking like
Me getting murdered, a look in time

Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors
A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories
Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare
Opening the doors for the dreams to come home
We live out lives in private shells
Ignore out senses and fool ourselves
Into thinking that out there there's someone else cares
Someone to answer all our prayers
Are we too far gone, are we so irresponsible
Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care
We're terminal cases that keep talking medicine
Pretending the end isn't quite that near
We make futile gestures, act to the cameras
With our made up faces and pr smiles
And when the angel comes down to deliver us
We'll find out after all, we're only men of straw
But everything is still the same
Passing the time passing out the blame
We carry on in the same old way
We'll find out we left it too late one day
To say what we meant to say
Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the water
Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of
The feeling you get is similar to some sort of drowning
When you are out of your mind, out of your depth
You should have taken soundings
We're clutching at straws, we're clutching at straws clutching at straws
And if you ever come across us don't give us your sympathy
You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands
And you'll recognise by the reflections in our eyes
That deep down inside we're all one and the same

Get Back I'm a Let Ma Gat Go
Got An Itchy Finger I'm a Leave A fat Hole
Violated I'm a Get You Back Though
I'm a Lick Shots When I Ma Flippin Mac Blow (Ummmm)
08 But I'm Gettin Back Though
With My Fitted Hat Covering My Picky Afro
Fedz On My Case So I'm Sitting Back Low
And My Lines Hot So You Know I'm Switching That Phone
Don't Drive In My Best Drop
And You Know I Don't Like When I Get Stopped
Real Niggers Ride To My Best Of (Giggs)
When They Let Slugs Glide In Your Head-Top
Shot White So I Get Gwap
Spend About 1-5 In the Resturant
Don't grind on a dead block,
Got clients dat buy like a z-stock.
Spend 5 in the crep shop
Crocodiles all round on my fresh coste
Who's soundin the best off...
Units got it all down on the desktop (Yes)
Dnt mind wat the tek costs,
Covers up the mouth when the tek coughs (Ummmm)
Flippin thru a load of dirty magazines,
But nuttin like paedophiles in a sex shop (Negh!)
Black hat and a Hackett white-tee,
Plus the jeans match so you know the jacket might be,
Etienne Ozeki recognise the OE,
EO on my top, I'm a double OG.
Rollin with Rockz, Gunna D and OP.
We're from Down South, but we ain't rockin gold teeth (Ummmmm)
Rollin round listening to Wooly's OT
With my Woolyhood, so u motherfuckers won't see.
Get gwap's what my brother told me,
And surviving's somethin dat my mother showed me.
So I'm ridin, and u motherfuckers gon see,
I'll b smilin... Wat u motherfuckers want beef?
Better back up off me, I'm a little off-key,
But I'm on-point, when u see me steppin on street.
Ghetto v Peckham, I ain't on dat dead beef,

Simple
Giggs
Kyze
SN1 from top to bottom. (Yeah)
Oi Kyze warm it up for me fam
When i catch you in the ends im gonna rip you up,
when i catch you in the dance im gonna kick you up,
When i run up in your house it's best you give it up,
When im feelin low ridin gets me spirit up
Niggas think they know Kyze but they don't know nuttin,
Hurry get the suttin turn em into curry mutton,
Tried to pinch some guys,
Missed a couple times,
Had to slap myself- someone needs to fuckin die,
All ive been thinkin about is money needs to get earned,
I put the track on pause something needs to get burned,
My head will not turn,
Im loyal to a hot firm,
Plus im extra pissed the D's just locked Termz,
Little dickhead youts don't they know Im old-school?
I aint hiding like you fam I'm local,
Dickheads are gassed up tryna amp their vocals,
Tone it down, me and my gun are anti-social,
Your man are so fool,
Im just so cool,
Them man ain't gangsta nah they're just so called,
These little bitches are so small,
Drivin' the getaway whip and I won't stall,
Roll up and I won't talk,
Jump out, go nuts with the blow-torch,
Get caught fam, I won't talk,
Not even from a mad case that I won't walk.
Rat-Dag-A-Dag-a-Dag-Dat
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
When I clap little brats best scat,
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
Rat-Dag-A-Dag-a-Dag-Dat
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
When I clap little brats best scat,
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
Coming from deep in the jungle,
Hollowmans got heat but im humble,
Niggas say I don't speak I just mumble,
I don't need to speak teef got a gun fool,
You've been easily rumbled,
Then my suttin go brap, get a lungfull,
I'll even squeeze at your uncle,
Motherfuckers won't bleed when they tumble,
You ain't heard shit from this nigga yet,
How much more greazy can a nigga get?
Pass me the weed and a cigarette,
Niggas go all nuts when i hit em nets,
Kyzer, yes one of my main men,
Niggas say i bad him up but they hatin',
And Hollowman doesn't rate them,
They sayin' dickheads then Kyze will blaze them,
I just give him the strap he's like amen,
Gave him the mac and he spray-spray-spray ten,
Take boys and make men,
Make noise in your fake ends,
Spray toys at your fraid fence,
Niggas don't like me but wanna make friends,
And thats the wave of a snake ends,
And that's the way that the game ends.
Rat-Dag-A-Dag-a-Dag-Dat
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
When I clap little brats best scat,
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
Rat-Dag-A-Dag-a-Dag-Dat
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
When I clap little brats best scat,
Rat-Tat-A-Tat-A-Tat-Tat
Daddy? why dont you make any CD's for me man?
Here you are, do something about this Disney cd man!

[Verse 1:]
Burn a couple pricks
The second that I reach for the strap and the bottom bit merge with the clip
Lotta niggas wanna murda the kid
So I don't trust nobody and I persie my spliff
Cock back the work then I pitch m.o.b
I got no time to put my sperm in a bitch
Is it creme? yes it certainly is
Rolling with my strap, on these nigga's in a peugeoty
Whip, when little pussies start things I don't wanna pussy clat loose nah fam I wanna pussy clat win
And I don't care if I ain't gota strap on me,
If I gota knife, I'm a push apart skin
Keep the fuckin pumps in cabinets
Build a big boy spliff, no cig, Rasta manning it
Fuck about fam I ain't havin it,
Gun or Knife
FUCK dah, I'm a buck or stab at it
[Chorus:]
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
[Verse 2:]
I made this movement on my own
And I don't owe no one shit
Famalam I do my shooting on my own
A couple want to move in on my throne
Betta listen what I'm sayin
Cause it be kinda stupid if you don't
And I ain't gotta prove shit cause I know
The next nigga fucks with me he won't have no movement in his bones
Holla at my nigga on the phone
After I find out,
Where he keeps his bucky n his dough, I'm a skitso clappa
Pump hits your shit goes splatter
And I'm feeling like shit don't matter
Fam I'm old skool
Nigga's know me in the hood from the days,
When I used to mix down ragga
D-lo trappers
You nigga's ain't seeing no cabbage
(Nar)
I'm SN1 CEO status
And I ain't really feelin no rappers
You nigga's talking shit (shit)
Well you can get your silly nose flattend
[Chorus:]
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)
Nigger this is hollowman, (yeah hollowman)

What've I gotta do to make you love me?
What do I gotta do to make you care?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
And wake to find that you're not there
What do I do, to make you want me?
What do I gotta do, to be heard?
What do I say when its all over?
Sorry, seems to be the hardest word
It's sad
(So sad)
So sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's gettin' more and more absurd
It's sad
(So sad)
So sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Ohh, it seems to me
That sorry, seems to be the hardest word
It's sad
(So sad)
So sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's gottin' more and more absurd
It's sad
(So sad)
So sad
Why can't we talk it over?
Ohh, it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word
What do I do to make you love me?
Ohh, ooo
What do I gotta do to be heard?
What do I do when lightning strikes me?
What have I gotta do?
What have I gotta do?

Hold tight the ladies on the next slow it right done
Yeah hollow...
[Verse 1: Giggs]
They Ain't got a girlfriend or something (haha)
They can't make tunes for the gyalem
Baby I'm looking a slice
When I am tricking it right gotta look in eyes (jheese)
No complains I ain't looking to fight
Cause your tight pum pum got me living lie
I ain't into cocain and your pussy ain't fly [? ]
You know it ain't like that I will be chilling it nice
Don't be silly alright
Mantize is muslim and even he said your looking alright (haha)
Hot girl your looking july
Yea the rays of your beauty
God should've put in the sky Ooh...
I had to bat up kyze still cause even he try to look on a sly UUMMM
Look how to greasy your body is
Precious artifact call me archaeologist
Show me what you are offering
I ain't into losing anything
So I gotta win
[Chorus: J Melo]
Girl so love round good world [? ]
You should know (you should know)
List hello is to ruin your soul (oh yea... ahhh) [x2]
Just wanna call you my own
[Verse 2: Giggs]
Bad day cought me with a bag full of grade
Anyone can tell you felt bad for me babes
Sat day I was like grab me a trey
And when we are chilling out I put badness away (jhesse)
Why? cause your my princess
If youheard I had a shootout
You were impressed
But chill out everything blessed
And she got my meal out and my ting pressed UMM
I'm a invest in your love zone general intressted
I know I am always in debt for keeping me in check
You know everything best (jhesse)
No telling my luck
I ain't giving a fuck
Your iced out with delicate touch (shhh)
And you keep my intelligence up
And god knows I ain't giving you up

Boom productions
Looking at my troubled life,
Thinking if the grass looks greener on the other side,
And God knows that my mother tried,
With me, myself Hollowman, and my brother grind,
Thinking about the gutter times,
Peanut butter, jam, one bread and a butter knife,
It's no fucking lie,
I lost Big Lee and it felt like my brother died,
Some woulds say I'm a lucky guy,
I'm 26, they thought I wouldn't make it to 25,
And I know niggas hate I'm a heavy guy,
But if they wanna snake me I'll take it to any height,
Take me on any ride,
Got a full clip, there's no space in my semi nine,
And I'm impatient and very high,
Puttin' 'em to sleep motherfuckers say your beddy-byes,
And I'm racing to better my life (yeah, yeah),
Fam I set a time,
I ain't talkin about the bass with the treble type,
Fam I'm talkin about the base that you pebble [? ] grind,
God don't forsake me for getting mine,
Cause I know I'm doing great in the devil's eyes,
This is blatently petty crime,
Throw me down a contract let me get inside.
I'm caught up with the fat black hammers out,
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town,
Slap that banger round,
Clap that faggot down.
I'm caught up with the fat black hammers out,
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town,
Slap that banger round,
Clap that faggot down.
The pain in my head says,
That my life's messed, I ain't far from my death bed,
[? ] as I lay down on my bed spread,
Pested by my lifestyle and my friends deaths,
Fed's locked everyone down, got no friends left,
[? ] and had a breakdown from your [? ] stretch,
My ends said nigga slow down, but my head's stressed,
I said yes, nigga slow now, need my head checked,
Check back to the playground, only ten then,
Ten years later spraying rounds on your ends' set,
[? ]
The real shit that I layed down shows my ends rep,
The deep shit that I write down shows my pen's depth,
Wanna take it to the next step,
I'm a street-sweeper, get your end's swept,
Feds dressed in their plain clothes on my set rest,
The next step's to get some info where the tec's kept,
My best bet is to lay low, so I rested,
My head's wrecked cause the hydro got molested,
Promoters' on the feds dick,
When they ban me from the show, they're against it,
But I sensed it,
Fuckers show the roads where my strength is,
Made a new flow and I went sick,
Nigga fuck the five-0 little bent pricks,
Bunch of fucking homo's and your stench whiffs,
And the haters rollin' round in their rent whips,
All upon me and I send six [? ],
You won't see me on some bent shit,
Niggas know I'm straight 'Narm when my strength kicks,
And my ends is coming out of every other end's lips,
And in every mouth like a dentist.
I'm caught up with the fat black hammers out,
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town,
Slap that banger round,
Clap that faggot down.
I'm caught up with the fat black hammers out,
(Where?) Pecknarm, black bandana town,
Slap that banger round,

Yeah, Hollow
Boom productions
You worked hard when we needed to get through
to make sure we had meals and to get juice
to buy us all the new clothes and the best shoes
that you could afford even doe it would stress you.
You took aloud of my cheek then
beat me all over the weekend
I didn't know couldn't see then
you teatchin' me and my bro's how to be men.
Even if you got paid in the worse way you made sure I had cake on my birthday.
It wasn't even for your sake.
I bet you never got to sleep at your work rate.
Droped me to my first rave told me it wornt safe with a hurt face
so I came in early it was Thursday
you know mum always think of the worse case.
I try my best to help out mum you raised me
I know your feeling stress out and I blame me
I could be good but it ain't me
I think the hood kinda changed me
I try my best to help out mum you raised me
I know your feeling stress out and I blame me
I could be good but it ain't me
I think the hood kinda changed me
You got pissed at me bunnin weed
Then I started gettin' nicked every other week
I got kicked out sent to live with my dad but the pr**k never wanted me.
Started rollin' with shit you didn't wanna see.
try to show me the way I didn't wanna see.
I made your life hectic and for all the dumb shit
that did I wanna give an apology.(Sorry)
I just fort arrgh shit it don' bother me
but I forgot about you and that's wrong of me
Went down a bad path but you followed me
That's why I stick my hand out if you can't cope
That's why I give you grands now if your half broke
Forgive me I've been an asshole.
I wanna give you everything that you ask for.
I try my best to help out mum you raised me
I know your feeling stress out and I blame me
I could be good but it ain't me
I think the hood kinda changed me
I try my best to help out mum you raised me
I know your feeling stress out and I blame me
I could be good but it ain't me

[Verse 1: Joe Grind]
2 AM parked up like a state out, bitch in the whip and we ain't tryna make out. (ummm)
When I say we got food on us I ain't talking bout muhfucking take out (dam fam).
Bags all weighed out, line starts ringing I'm about to get paid now (yeah).
8 for the grave you bags are punk too, bitch carries all the skunk pull em it's pecking a pew.
Just passed these setting up a road check, text Hollow don't go there that's a cold rep.
Ain't gone through battery must be dead, phone boss and tell him Joe said don't go Old Kent. (ummm)
In a few stop most of the crow went (yeah) hit the track has a little bit of crow left.
No suppliers up so I could'ntfire up get rid of all the shit I got then I go bed.
[Verse 2: Giggz]
It's the ice-cream man cause I grind with the big boat, broke it down now I'm tryna find me a pink note.
Ever since Hollow meets blade niggers running round looking for a gun that will sink boats. (ummm)
Ridin round town with my big coke in the right-side pocket of my big coat. Niggers saying Hollow ain't greazy take no notice it's gotta be a sick joke.
Smoking a fat zooby while I'm stroking the strap, pussios have gone and noticed I'm back. Don't think I'm promoting the track I just zone out, then I give you that emotional rap.
My fingers itchy cause I'm an emotional man so niggers better not be provoking my hands. Carlton and Nuts niggers know they're my fam and the black bandana that's promoting my gang.
Gangster like Movado, Pecknarm banging niggers saying I'm the boss like Antony Soprano. (oooh) Don't think I'm coming here to rave if you see me round the back big strap inside Chicagos.
Niggers in gangs the realist mother-fuckers that bang gully niggers wanna holler at man. And niggers think they're ready for the beep cause they gun down a one little innocent man.
Fuck them pricks I'll be chilling in dam with my big boy spliffs I'm a villainous man. I'm sick of this dam, delivering grams... tryna get the squiller then scram.
Rocks let the nine get em forties is my weapon. Since I started rapping most niggers don't mind Peckham. (ummm)

[Intro:]
Robe World Dott Comm
(Hollow Mann... Tgg)
Soldier Ridim
[Verse 1:]
If it werent real talk then I woudlnt rap
Niggers talk real greezy but it's all of that
Any nigger in my team that I wouldn't bat
FRONT
You can get a concussion from a wooden bat
MMMMMMMMMM
All your mandem are full of chat
There ain't any nigger in your team that I wouldn't slap
My bandannas fully black (black)
S N 1 t-shirt and a wooley hat
(JHEEZE)
Now you can catch me on some g shit
Interest better so I'll be up on them G list
Getting a sea flip, getting a free strip
Half of the beans half meeting in these chicks
(OOOOOOOOOO)
Hollow man I'm putting caine on the street for paper
I put my pain on a sheet of paper
Fuck around I'll put your brain on the street you hater
[Chorus:]
Best rest your mouth
Don't stress me out
You know what happened when the nine got tested out
When the best is out
Better rest your mouth
Don't stress me out
You know what happened when the nine got tested out
When the best is out
[Verse 2:]
Survive through your rain like wellitans
Don't talk bad's what I'm telling them
Rush around come around smelling them
Anyone sweats I put one in the head of them
I can see my bones stand like a skeleton
5 sides to my niggers like a pentegon
2 grand of 10 bags I'll be selling them
Tryna see my shoe marks werent many them
Niggers mention my name like they know me
I just cross them off my list like O B
Gloves on I'll clean them off you know me
Then back it up in a cabnet like a trophee
A word of advice don't dis respect
Cause I'll whistle on the end to make your sister dem
I'll surely get you in your shoulder if I miss your neck
T.G right here no sniff effect
[Chorus:]
Best rest your mouth
Don't stress me out
You know what happened when the nine got tested out
When the best is out
Better rest your mouth
Don't stress me out
You know what happened when the nine got tested out

Boom Productions
The G woke up, phone right by him
Had a couple missed calls, last night's clients
Yawning, scratching ma balls, Rocks rang sighing
Said he's got the lowdown on that prat Ryan
(Yeah)
I'm like black Ryan?
(Yeah)
He's like dat Ryan
(Ahh)
I'm like wrap time, deep fat fry him
(Uumh)
Jumped up getting gassed by it
(Gassed by it)
Said I'm coming on the ride, so I sat by him
(Yes)
Strally tucked and I'm ballied up
Rocks black cap, black clothes looking Daffy Duck
Get ma strally out of my coat, raised the strally up
If I see this faggot in the cut, Im'a grab his nut
I'ma grab a touch, bust a gut, let you grab a slug
Little mothafucks, insects, I'ma flatten bugs
Let you fuck with Buck, fling Tecs in you faggot mugs
Show you little cunts in depth what ma 'matic does
Jumped out on foot looking
If a catch this little prick I'ma six foot him
No pigs looking
Something like a live PA, this a big booking
Over there, there's the prick, jook him
Got the toasta heated up for some quick cooking
Didn't even squeeze the trigger, heard the pigs pull in
Didn't even hit the nigga 'cause the pigs took him
Tryna get away from the Jakes, feeling flipping bate
Tryna get this [unverified] crime scene with the sticky tape
Tryna slip away, might mean gotta hit a Jake
Rocky hit the brake, went left, threw the stick away
Feds are closing in, no stick, you're too flipping late
If they saw the stick, get dashed, that's a different game
Whiplash from the switching lanes

[Boy]
This a Nitti beat!
[Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)]
When i pull up in the club
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i step up in the 'morn
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i creep up out the club
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right,
and when i leave up out the 'morn
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
[Hook: Nelly (girl)]
I betcha bikes aint louda than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha rims aint higher than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine
(kill em daddy)
(Verse 1: Gipp)
Shorty Scripe Young Scripe
Even Gipp got 4
krispy kreme in the paint
chrome on the toes
Stoufers out the AC, 4-5 Doors
and i never leave the club less its 4-5...(That's right)
Money hungry hustlers,
real-estate investers,
Get the fuckin friend
like he'll never be a customer
Dougy fresh clean,
on the scene chokin' Irene
We don't do relationships
we'd rather have a Plain,
my jeans and my shoes worth
more than your green
40-thousand in the car
keep em closer at hand,
Watch the stone in my ear
make the hoes go "Dang!"
and the women love me
'cause they know who I am
[Chorus]
When i pull up in the club
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i step up in the 'morn
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i creep up out the club
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right,
and when i leave up out the 'morn
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
[Hook]
I betcha bikes aint louda than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha rims aint higher than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine
(kill em daddy)
[Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)]
I'm gettin high in my
damned DeVille
Creepin' slow on up that hill
Get to the top to stun em J
We ride em down to Smash Hill
look at ma now this the deal
while i go deep like Navy Seals,
Then i like to Dissapurre
Like i'm David Copperfield
Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap!
Thats right if I could I'd go broke
When i'm 1 of 5 stats
If u didn't well now u know
just Cock it back and let it Go
My muscle cars is so strong
The liscense say "BOWCO",
Ya get it? my liscense plate
reads, "BOWCO"
(Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO)
Home-town rider
St. louis Resider
Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser
Garage look like priza
Motors i aint Jokin'
Check my Chick she smokin'
she sick wit it from
St. Louis to Oakland
[Chorus]
When i pull up in the club
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i step up in the 'morn
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i creep up out the club
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right,
and when i leave up out the 'morn
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
[Hook]
I betcha bikes aint louda than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha rims aint higher than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine
(kill em daddy)
[Verse 3: Ali]
It's not a game
but ima still play in the streets
Ball hard 'till i fall
seven days of the week
On monday ima get up
and turn down the mall,
Chick wit some dantley
Puffy booty look small
On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop,
Drop 100 putin' shoes on Armor drop
Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore
Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more
Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast,
Hook up wit an essay
Come back with the best Smokes
Saturday i like to down,
Sunday I coupe to the City,
with my 4-15 for
B-B-B- beatin' at Nitti
[Chorus]
When i pull up in the club
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i step up in the 'morn
im goin hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint
(im goin) hard in the paint,
and when i creep up out the club
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right,
and when i leave up out the 'morn
they say thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
(ya see they say) thats not right
[Hook]
I betcha bikes aint louda than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha rims aint higher than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine
(tell em daddy)
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine

Come closer,
I don't really like the distance,
Girl i beg you take 'em clothes off right this instant,
When i get inside babe i can be quite convincing
Ama beat it up right until my hoods tired and shrinking,
This is my boat baby I'm the captain,
Ama take it there to get your vagina splashing,
Come and get me baby where's that fire passion,
Trying to play it down but your slightly gassing,
Your eyes and all your diamonds matching,
Looking good coz I'm getting that designer cash-in,
I got that paper work yeah my files are faxing,
So to drop a couple bags their was a myna fraction,
Get your birth place wet when its time for action,
I'm that birthday sex night time assassin,
Your a slight distraction,
The whole night am getting that,

Well, people gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it tha same if
Don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no don't go there
People gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it the same
If you don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no don't go there
You don't know where, where my people comin' from
'Cause you don't go there, we're jus tryna get doe here
Feds on our case so we're movin' mad low here
Yeah, but shit's movin' mad slow here
Brown went dead so I invested in coke shares
I started seein' shit so clear, all courtesy of a coke square
And we gotta keep a strap in tha house
'Cause we the niggas that bragging black gang in the south
So what's these other niggas yapping about
Talk shit around here, get a slap in tha mouth
Niggas know me, I always swagga it out
The true religion jeans might be matching the round
But seeing is believing 'cause I'm smashing them out
Well, people gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it tha same if
Don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no don't go there
People gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it the same
If you don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no don't go there
I'm tryna make this rap shit work
'Cause I'm getting tired of the moving packed shift work
So let me rap a quick spliff first then link BOB
Then I slap a quick sick verse
I'm fed up of trapping, I'm disturbed
Rapping these packets and bagging this shit dirt
So tell me what the fucks all this shit worth
Rollin wiv niggas that back it and pitch nerds
You think I wanna be on this shooter shit
But niggas hate and money is the root of it
And if a nigga wants to try and mercy me
And I got the strally on me, I'ma shoot dis shit
Thath's ma life and I'm used to it
Yeah, I know that's sum stupid shit
So if you don't go there keep it peaceful
It might die down a little bit so let my people live
Well, people gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it tha same if
Don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no don't go there
People gon' be people, ain't nobody gon' change
We can keep it peaceful if we leave it the same
If you don't go there, don't go there
Don't go there, no, don't go there
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
No oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Well, people gon' be people, people gon' be people
People gon' be people ain't nobody gon' change
Ain't nobody gon' change, ain't nobody gon' change
Don't go there, no, don't go there
Well, people gon' be people, people gon' be people
People gon' be people ain't nobody gon' change
Ain't nobody gon' change, ain't nobody gon' change
Don't go there,
No, don't go there, oh oh
Don't go there, oh oh
Don't go there, oh oh