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1. _ Street Corner
hook ?Don't know why I'm folding? Illegal substance controlling, still outdoors rolling(x2) (T-Mo) Enhance the game, but give me the benz While I send my word It's lightly packed ????? giving a fuck Bitch I gots to eat too While I catch up like Heinz On the hook for my family tree East to West to South is booted in this red clay And everyday I get up and work my ass to the bone So I can pay for me a home, in the ghetto or the woods,to build I'm packing my steel too (Khujo) Slow rolling, everybody in this clique holding Anything we riding in is stolen And you can tell when a nigga on round' here His neck and his wrists be all frozen You wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozing Out on the ave posing But you ain't no more good, like a used up trojan You horsing around, now your spot finna' be closing down We brang them guns, you tote them roses Indecent exposure, beat you till' you're swollen Now here, put some ice on that Work with, reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick up hook (Big Gipp) Hold up, wait up, Gipp swolled in here My eyes getting little and its hard to steer Reverse safe, can't wait, communicate next tale Kept my money in the floor so I can chalk bail And anything you got for me, just hold Cause I'll be back one day to get them folds Take a second to regroup, get back in the loop See the veins never change, only part is in the name I ain't that old, wanna play me cold Wanna treat me like a ?wrangler? wanna snatch my gold See I was raised by a man, so a man you see Came up in the trailors of Fulton County Hard top for the winter, soft top for the summer If we caught roaming the streets, we some runners >From the street corners (Cee-Lo) Well when you looking at me make sure that I'm trapping and slowed down Still suffer from sunrise till' the sun done gone down Before I go any further, fool let me break it on down Get blasting with the best and get brutally blown down YES SIRE! COLLAPSE AND GET CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE Talking shit at one time, but nowadays your cause higher From the hatred, hunger, hopelessness, yes I kill So I guess I'm no better than the rest But I try to be Somehow these streets feel so fly to me I'm a get it right Lord "Cee-Lo, Don't you lie to me!" I hope this work here work me a way up out this Hey, don't wanna die the same way my buddy did the other day Damn hook more free lyrics |
2. _ World Party
Put up your lighter (x4) hook Party, all night, fiesta, forever(x4) (Big Gipp) This be a party, for the whole world Travel cross seas like that girl We in the mind altering thangs Couldn't leave it alone, we offered it a loan Watch the porch jump straight to the ceiling Hear the party drums beat for beat So, some want us to leave, but they want more, the time came to sang Peace, they brought the rain, to wash away the pain So we all can party in the streets (Cee-Lo) Well, I don't know about you But we all trying to play dumb But don't you worry about me I promise you we gonna get free Just party hook (Khujo) See your eyes be burgundy, and your body drop Don't even look at your clock, ?skeet on your vest? Or get up and watch the hands fly, in the middle of December I wash the wife-beaters, heaters on full blast With some ?? we like scavengers circling your block While you do that your ?paper drop? You better hop jump and skip, before we dip Because we falling through you, like the Bloods and Crips Gotta close your eyes and start dreaming Everybody life got a little meaning Got to spread your wings and start flying If you living don't be worrying bout' dying Just party hook (Cee-Lo) Whether fast or slow, face it, pace it and let yourself go Might not get a chance to do it no mo' Let the music take your mind, leave the worries of the world behind Oh, such a beatiful sight for the blind It remind me of a celebration One nation under one rule Its that you ain't got nothing to prove Ohh, let the music move you, and sooth you, like its supposed to Love is life, life is worth loving Love is life, life is worth living (x2) hook (T-Mo) T-Mo cuts the record down to the bone And now we back rapping on the microphone I say signing autographs for little kids delight me We can't help but be some stars in the shining night See I was raised in the SWATS by my mom and pop To be a cold little brother that you can't stop On top of the charts, I'm a ladies man The type of brother with heart, weak suckers can't stand Cause I wanna be free, hear my spirit it's the clearest Can you hear it in the gospel I came down here cause I gotta believe Don't follow me, I say I need someone to take me to the Rave hook more free lyrics |
3. _ Rebuilding
(Big Gipp) You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon Leave your head rest maroon Drunk heavy in the side street saloon Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd degree I'm the milli in the meter I'm the gram up in the kilo I'm the wave up in the ocean The C up in the coast and The B up in the Boston So what you looking for or looking at now You ain't got what you gotta shake Caught it on the sidewalk fake I gets down, further digging down Hurt for the red dirt at the same time Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear Hit rewind if your ass didn't hear me clear hook My old hood could use a little rebuilding A better place for these ghetto children I ain't gonna let 'em take the O out my JOY Before you can rebuild, you've got to destroy And these walls gonna come tumbling down These walls gonna come tumbling down (Cee-Lo) Well I remember when, I was slanging nothing but weed I ain't ??? round here that can't tell you about me Fortunately I done changed the way I used to be When so many didn't have an alternative to see Music saved my life and now I'll never forget it Thats why I try to glorify God with it But it still remains, its in my veins I know that I'ma sin, I just hope he'll forgive me again Okay, I'm right and wrong in the same day And it's always gonna be someone who'll see it the same way And if I react, who was that guy to blame, hey You fuck with me, I fuck with you thats how the game played I had a choice to let it go, but if you don't let it go Then I ain't got no choice no more Two lives gone to waste, one dead and the other caught a case With 50 years to face I'm raising ghosts, I'm rebuilding hook (T-Mo) I'm so tired of my people not knowing what we doing to ourselves And we blame it on them, but we stuck in the same frame Trapped inside a mental instrumental bond Hoping to run, but theres a gun, what could you really do Everybody new kicking the old ??? to the floor But now its more shit, crooked, shady, talking 'bout the president He's fucking other ladies, blowing up spots we supposed to hit And casually they spreading billions to the little children overseas Niggas moving G's, I'm on my knees praying god please A nigga just wanna eat and sleep With my gun in my own little world and raise my little kids Doing the best I can nigga (Khujo) Shit, look who talking now You gots'ta crawl before you walk, Ohh don't follow to close Where I think you might stop We all can see that the grass is the same color on the other side of the fence Give thanks, people thank alarm clocks, wake 'em up Every morning brother I gotta stay prayed up Cause the pistol ain't gonna save my life when it's time to go Its just in case I get a chance to retaliate I used ain't have nothing positive to say Doing my little five minutes of fame Who done forget from which they came Acknowledge his name, Lord, you've been so good to me Better than I've been to myself Keep us in good health The white mans food makes my stomach upchuck But I gots'ta be strong, to defeat my enemies For the kill, MAC's in your side Judging buildings, they can't be no playgrounds for these childrens hook more free lyrics |
4. _ Fie Fie Delish
hook We got that fie fie, we got that fie fie We got that fie fie delish (x2) (Khujo) Back in the whole, ?hide like I stole? Put us in this where its at make all the dough Throw out your dough Uhh you ain't hard, you're stupid, like ?counting the votes on yourself? With the ref, calling the game between your frames I'm on the corner jumping cain, to every lane that walk by uhh Stop calling my momma house, and hanging up Niggas is Biggie Smalls, ready to die, a horrible death I wanna ?court case and doctor?, because the ? is on nigga Time flying,who having fun Making runs, up and down Cambelton, Put one ?over the jail? where you ?fired? one Stop gossiping, your marriage on the rocks, and you jealous 43 and can't keep a man, because you careless I'm too generous, so my kindness is took for weakness You don't want to see me nut up, I leave you teethless And the toothfairy don't run on friday the 5th or the ?7 day hassle? Stop eating ?eagle eye and ??, so I rhyme past ?? ?The move master? We got that fie fie delish hook (T-Mo) I said we got, we got, nigga we cocked it and dropped it Ain't no stopping it, popped it, locked it, flop flipping it Leaving 'em dripping with SWAT's shit, on that forehand The godfather of my nigga first seed, please show us much love ?? Lil Willy ?I'm busting the philly?, on this first day I don't play bout' my family Mob Goodie, lumberjack, woody, down your ?? When I enter the room, shawty numb Having fun, music give me the power The man of the hour Look,it's on when I hit you with this fie fie in your eye Aww Naw, you better not cry Who got that fie fie, we got that fie fie Who got that fie fie delish (Cee-Lo) Now get back, you hit you get hit back Click clack, Bu-yak! Automatic at-tack, got gats Whenever, however, you want to act Think it ain't when it is, shawty gonna kill a nigga ass bout' his Rhyme pays, I could blaze in a maze for days ?Flat concrete or thick metals?, we won't settle Till' its evident and obvious, don't fuck with us Ya heard, I mean every word I bust Trust me, you can't stop me, even if you bust me ?? must be in the same ?fashion pack? ?Jesus came? I'm the future, I'm forever, I'm the flame hook (Big Gipp) Everything grit to the grind Gimme something to hold and watch me flip it two times The whites of his eyes couldn't hide all the shit up on his mind Always inclined to soft touch If I'm approached wrong, ?blew lead just through the skyways? And touch back down on the one-way highway Got a bus with 21 beds,and if the door swing open it's 21 heads Nickel plate with the numbers straight Just in case the spot got funny money Now who call, well you got your wish Goodie Mob in your town with that fie fie delish All up in your face bitch hook more free lyrics |
5. _ I.C.U
hook I.C.U do you see me, I'm staring at cha' (x4) (Khujo) Before you got on, I could a hear a pins drop Maybe make me wanna clean out your clock Go in your socks, confiscate your knot Cool you off, because you think your hot, when your not Fools on the block, will take your hand, brigettes and rocks And your watch Can't wait until you come through One more 'gain so they can empty your bins Check your chin, don't try and be my friend Get close and then attempt to do me in Niggas know you'll spin, we can get on that Henn, eyes shut Huh Can't touch We don't care nothing 'bout you doing ten, up in the pen We ain't finna be mothering 'bout nobody Cause we motherfucking grown men hook (x2) (T-Mo) Whats on your mind at this time Chilling fine, sip back on wine Everything dope and scoping mine Like its yours, opening doors to a future you can see Really, Dungeon Family crew'll legendate No catching guard presence in Southwest And everybody who believe we the best and never gonna stop Never gonna change, try to stay focused Still running with the same crew since 82' All I gotta do to ?convince kids is say you'll all get big too? hook (x2) (Big Gipp) How you doing miss thang Better yet should I say miss queen I saw you in the corner, and you was looking off Your smelling classic baby I'd like to hold it snug Lets cut a rug and split this scene and strut up out this club I be 'bout strictly business I make it better, get it better than the last dude Where I hang ain't no drama momma I reserved the bed behind the curtains Keep it wet, keep you stuck, all up on the jewels And keep you seeing colors like on the wall at MJQ hook (Cee-Lo) Sugarpie... You wanna know how a nigga from the gutter ghetto so butter-fly Its really on, and really I want is a moment alone Baby please, it ain't your cheese, and ??? I'm interested But thats on low-low, but I'd love and die til' the morn' Every word that I'd heard her say it really inspired me But I'm only staring cause I like what I see But I know that you probably got a girl, and already in love Maybe next life-time you'll be free hook more free lyrics |
6. _ The Dip
hook You know how good it can be, if I took you home with me I know the mood is right, I don't wanna be alone tonight Come on lets dip shawty, dip Lets dip shawty, dip Lets dip shawty, dip Lets dip shawty (T-Mo) Can I get a chance, grown man from afar superstar status Holdin' on to the apparatus firmly West shake show love heat 'em up in the club if you don't care Conversations short, too many Newports blowing me away To another broad, I mean cutie, with the nice round booty Cut to the spot where all the girls wanna do me On the low, nice and slow T-mo on the floor, out the door lets go Keep it on the hush, don't wanna rush when your ready We can touch some G's, and blow trees in the wind With a zip, I'm there, telling tales, out on bail SWAT's tales of rolling boulders and breaking shoulders Taking me closer to a poacher with that roll line Shawty cause I'm down for mine hook (Cee-Lo) We at the club 112 on the front row Shawty done shot the Cuervo Even though she dancing with another niggeroe Somewhere out on the floor She told me Lo snap your finger when your ready to go So you know I feel great, I can hardly wait Hit the Waffle House and get a chicken-melt plate Scrambled Eggs with cheese, and a pile of grease And get full as a tick bout' ready to drip And oh for trilly shawty don't be silly Calm your nerves cause I'm back on that Philly Cheifed like a champ, and everything is good I got to much class, and I'll take you to school I wanna act a fool, but I'm waiting patiently It ain't good if it ain't been mentioned with me And if your number fuck around and get hard to find All I really wanna be is a thought in your mind hook (Big Gipp) Can I take you home You grown, sip a tea, nice feet Eyes fly too, saw you when you came through By yourself girl, no crew Can I hold you, can I show you Everything in life, that I've been through We can roll in the hills in my big wheel 98 Lank Lank with the Stank Stank These lights, this night, my dream, your screams Silk sheets, we meet, what you need a ride, I got Fleet's Leather seats with the woodgrain head back When I drop it like that, baby don't act How many times do I say that I want your love Lets dip this club hook (Khujo) God led me to The Shark Bar On a Wednesday, with the dreads White derby, looking delicious, good enough to eat And what do I see, staring at me A nice pair of eyes, coke bottle figure, wig, done to a T Dressed in gangsta black, ready to be attacked by a real mack Playing hard to get it, so I dips upstairs How long will it take for my earrings to withdrawl You is such a cold and lonely heart, I'll make you warm again But it was something different about you though You didn't ask for no autograph or swarm All you needed was a hug We being snug like fingers in the glove 8th grade was the last time a nigga was in love hook more free lyrics |
7. _ Cutty Buddy
hook You can be my cutty buddy, my hangout honey You can be my cutty buddy, cutty cutty (T-Mo) Now when I saw you in the club, all I did was stare Intimidated by my golds and my long ass hair But I couldn't let you pass, and didn't even care I had to make conversation, and let you know this here Who am I, the well known T-Mo, represent the G Mo B Trinity to infinity Baby whats your name, where you came from Where you get your game from, I bet you learned a lot growing up Being a cute lil' thang, like to bang with the big dawgs Roll in the big hogs, 18, living life raw Little shawty was a dream Had to put up my dream my brother had hook (Cee-Lo) Well my dear, this here you can quote Carlitto will cut your motherfucking throat Left low, you can ride shotgun in the boat Hit my red light digit and thats all she wrote Of course, she shaped like a stallion horse Goddammit, shawty finish your drink We going to get a room, what the hell you think I'll buy you something to eat, but you can't break the bank First time, the gold plate from the IHOP Then to the inn to umm drop, plop plop, fizz fizz oh what a relief it is Get it, got it gone, now he out for his hook (Sleepy Brown) Hey Jo (huh?), I know this girl that wanna cut your throat (Khujo) Hold up shawty Before you finna to get your boy in some serious trouble man I'm talking bout' cost cutting (snip-snip), ain't nothing Tell her all we can do together, is make this grip-grip She talking 'bout chiefing, sipping, bending and stripping I ain't chicken fool, you know I'm ranged up All these fools around here may be harder But I ain't studying this young buck Jail baits are best seen hiking the drawls And looking for a daddy to cake her (Sleepy Brown) All you gotta do is take her out, stuff her face, get her pumped Put her on the chopping block, now she nice and crunk (Khujo) But I ain't no punk dutty Heard if you stick your thumb in their booty it drive 'em nutty She'll walk nann day, owe me but a cent and out when I'm through boo Now you know the real meaning of cutty hook (Big Gipp) Gipp cutty, they call me too fresh too clean Got the girls hooked off the D like morphine Where we gonna go, I don't know but lets hit it With the strawberries, blueberries, looking for the tooth fairy For the night out, downtown, second floor, in the loft with the lights out Candles straight burning Everybody hot, clothes on the floor You ain't know, yo we got some hollywood cake we can slice Mrs. Meyer Even got some twins that can get in Head for head, bed for bed, it don't matter Everything jumping off just right, and we ain't leaving till the sunlight Cause we undercover with our cutty buddy hook more free lyrics |
8. _ All A's
Chorus: Goodie Mob (repeat 2X) I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seat Fakin ain't these girls fake when they see they face in the paint Mustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke always Passin by these haters like we got all A's [Backbone] Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street? Nuttin but hard times, workin this concrete I'm gettin dirty looks from niggaz, on the next street over They was in my filthy, fiendin gettin closer I'm in my seventy-nine, flyin Mobbed out so they can't see me when I'm ridin They slow me down, holla like we buddy buddy But at the same time I know these muh'fuckers wanna mug me Okay gunplay at the one-way one day witcha But I'll do years, if I bust these niggaz Keep point four-five calibers of chrome I'm, comin forth to carry you home Chorus [Cee-Lo] Yo, well you damn right, dig it they call me Sugar Delight Uh-ohh hoe, Willie cuttin virgin broads tonight Blowin like a boss, that champion chief in cost And oh my dual exhaust, will make your shit get lost There's somethin bout these guns that give these hoes asthma attacks These are actual facts, I ain't been in no actual car-jacks but let me tell you this, I'll burn a nigga ass up to a crisp Ridin with these two glocks, we gon' bounce on off, on the new shocks My nigga don't hate me, cause I ain't hated, but we related No one includin me, should be understimated But don't you dare ride through the SWATS without, at least 30 shots Cause I'm tellin ya, these Southern boys gon' get all they got Chorus [Khujo] Pop it in, get to work, brains blow, ?? off the block before your carcass drop Can't share nothin with the niggeroles, stealin socks Out your cornbread dream too, if you got those, leavin deaf hoes brown, on the outside, pink, in the middle Ain't, barrin none hundred round draw Nothin under seventy-five, and I get slick ?? Takin no prisoners cuffed, they die fightin for they freedom Everytime son, rhymes too pretty'll get your mascara smeared When they did, my buddy Spanky I bust out in tears The world would be a better place to live, if it was less queers I still see, punk ass bitches.. bitches.. Chorus [Gipp] Get up off and give me room, activate, motivate Y'all from the section where the straight shit, straight up off the top Block for block, yo we got the ??, wait for days Gone up off the Purple Haze, when you see me call me Mr. Gipp Shoot em from the hip, everytime I'm in my 84 Sedan Deville block me off and watch me peel, Big Boi grill ridin through the park on the weekend ain't no stoppin keep it dippin that's how we trippin Lookin mean, you too clean behind the glass Watch yo' ass, keep yo' elbows out the windows and my hands upon the wood wheel, money in my socks Lookin out, for the cops, and for the haters got a fifty shot whatever you wanna call it, nigga what? What? Chorus [T-Mo] Now watch em slide like some finger lickin chicken, bout to start clickin Hoe better know who the true G's are, I'm the star, brand new car Dope ki lyrical cascade height, SWATS type, mic soldier Blowin composer, chief of that doja, told ya when I was older I wanted to live the good life, money over that bull, got that pull Stomach full, posse thick, niggaz wish, at a young age Goodie Mo.B., doin they thang, I, pray, for, change and my players in this game it's insane, how this 'caine is bringin em pain, young'un doin time dyin by this grind A-T-L, fine this just how it's goin down And the sound, watch your mouth in this motherfuckin Dirty South Nigga check it out, dirty SWATS got SPOTS Chorus more free lyrics |
9. _ What it Ain't
[Virtual Vicky] Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob To a game of ghetto laser tag When they say 'What it is' You scream 'What it ain't' [Left Eye] (Big Gipp) (Battle zone, Goodie) 1999 (Yeah) TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob) The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G (What'cha wanna do with it?) What it is, what it ain't (What?) Either you bring it (We gon' bring it) Or you can't Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there (Sometimes) But we get by (Well what'cha wanna do with it) One day at a time [T-Boz] Stuck on me at waffle house After 1:12, when I go out Where do you hang? Or do you slang? Or wear a chain? Wear platinum rings? I still maintain my ghetto siren Keep my pride Get in my ride Twenty-inch rims I sport a brim And when my girls Go to the mall Around the world And keep the change The finest things We still remain so ooh [Chili] You don't even look from across the room You don't know enough about this world to Ever get it on with me Or hang out where I do You don't even look from across the floor You don't have game enough any more Come up on a girl like me And that's not a possibility cause [T-Mo] You big plastic girl I'mma big boss man I like old model cars and big sedans You like two doors Frontin' their clothes and Rolls Or sit on the porch sip something real cold I like the nine when you up and not O's I do suits while you prefer the lows Tonight I'mma choose cause you already chose Grown for the business and I run to flow [TLC] Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money [Cee-lo] Check it baby So ghetto like hot fries I come from Melvin and resemble Twenty-twenty with his blood shot eyes, got 32 loads Went from two O's to 32 loads Which is enough to buy a Roll But nobody knows Stay in my place Keep my diamonds out of your face You wanna be with this player You got play at my pace I'm slow but I can still come over there from where you're from If you want some bullshit you better buy you some [Chili] You don't even look from across the room You don't know enough about this world to Ever get it on with me Or hang out where I do You don't even look from across the floor You don't have game enough any more Come up on a girl like me And that's not a possibility cause [Khujo] Shorty with your booty showin' Shorty with your gold teeth Shorty with your long nails Shorty with your fake hair Shorty got the attitude all up in the news To represent the Nineties girl Doing it oh I need to I got the back you got the front That's how we do up in the woods With the bump on the log, ain't no scrubs over here I'mma ghetto millionaire, can you see me in the clear? I'mma keep on serving 'em like I'm supposed to baby [TLC] Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money 1 - [Goodie](TLC) What it is (What it ain't) What it is (What it ain't) Repeat 1 (7x) [Left Eye](Big Gipp) Uh-huh, yeah, what? Don't be suffocating my pockets While I'm recitating these topics Like where your g's, where your loot? And you lookin' real dumb when you get the boot What it is? My road to me come from some of the hardest of streets We custom navigate to the club With some of the hardest of beats What it ain't Is you sleeping with all the shit I've been through? Cause I'mma keep doing all the things that I gots to do (I'm ghetto) Uh dammit I'll put your ass to work (I'm ghetto) Comb your nappy hair till it hurts [Big Gipp] Oh what I'm saying Stop using the rope take 'em real off these streets Or you might hurt your throat You know you ghetto When you don't show up at court For not paying your child support Are you too bossier for me? You act like you too good to eat At Church's, Popeye's, and Arby's I shop at Walter's Bright Creek In a mall with Steve and Deke I hang out at Bankhead You prefer Buckhead Your favorite color is hot pink I love that gangsta red [TLC] Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me And you ain't hot enough for me And you ain't fly enough for me And you're too tight with your money Repeat 1 (4x) [Big Gipp] We'll stop here *Laughs* Yeah, I lost one more free lyrics |
10. _ Chain Swang
[Gipp] Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh.. Yeah.. All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok in the Chinese kitchen, switchin up on my shoe wear How we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank style Sit and chill a while, wait a minute yo we blows big nigga Sip on bottles with funny names, holla holla Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang [Cee-Lo] Listen here -- I got a book that you should read It's about me, and I suggest that to any nigga who doubt me it will correct you, affect you, it will make shit clear Now switch to the next nigga with that bullshit here Keep readin -- it will also say that if you, disrespect, anything up in this way that will guaran-tay an awesome array of gunplay, okay? This is Carlito's Way, all day [T-Mo] Shake it shake it shake it shake it hang out all night and don't stop until the DJ quit spinnin what's right Everybody sweatin gettin closer and closer, be shoulder to shoulder Bouncin, bouncin, we tipsy, danceflo' is slippery But we groovin, keepin this bitch movin Provin, we bang in this game watch my chain hang [Khujo] Back and forth, back, and forth ?? style, whatchu know bout ridin out from the Kroger parking lot to the Paramount and Birmingham then back, punk is spittin his jack When the leaves turn ur-ange, and you see your breath uhh, fifteen eleven colossal I'm weighing in at a Knighton If you don't know nuthin else believe that it is some ol' real niggaz Chorus: Cee-Lo (repeat 2X) Whether you slang 'caine, or you gang-bang or work a nine to five, just tryin to maintain, mayne Do your thang, mayne, it's all the same, mayne and let your chain swang, and let your chain hang [T-Mo] Lyric assassin while mashin they blastin come fast and scatter from every rational imaginal International region, under my seeds and, over these airwaves Manipulate the rhyme with my mind so it's good to grind through your speaker, this one's a keeper Like Ebenezer, it was his decision, to live his life through a tunnel vision, followed by the reaper who knows your past deeper, don't let him creep ya, from behind [Khujo] Before I was rudely interrupted, house fallin down but we straight, you should save yourself ?? It's rainin suckers cause they greed sickens me Poverty stricken, hand pickin, in the corner cleansin Lights out poor, slip and you nails hell Everythang for sale, be eat with they plastic Let's enhance it, I'll be good til Saturday Thick volume gravity [Gipp] We bout to mix and mingle, meet a match for the next single Money stashed away in jars like Pringles Keep it hard for the Tunnel, we make it bump for the 5 5 nina skull-cap boot-wearin renegade motherfuckers Throw yo' hands up, you give it up we give it back Yo, this is how we act when it's packed from the back Lady don't snatch, let my chain hang Everythang is everythang boo [Cee-Lo] Behold, the stolen soul, the ancient scroll The game of control, roll the Swisher swoll Open the gate away, lay to lay, I getcha gotcha greaterly Even when you hate me, you educate me So try to trill, I will take ya to the battlefield Crack your motherfuckin, windshield you better yield cause I got the right of way, night or day, alright okay This is Carlito's Way Chorus 2X more free lyrics |
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