The Locker Room
Dave East, Statik Selektah
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Coming from the bottom floor Now we in the Prada Store Couple bands on me homie Soul probably got some more Real niggas love me unconditional, ain't gotta talk Even got the driver blowing sour, we ain't gotta walk Started as a lookout, then I got my own work Accountable as paper after school, that was my homework Text wasn't going through, I don't think this phone work Now I got my own shirt, I really did my own dirt Same niggas hating, same niggas want a picture now Freaky always on my mind, it's hard to put the liquor down Loose spots for raw, 2Pac Shakur, I get around Snapbacks, no more fitted now, I brought some hitters round To silence the whispers and the side talk Really from the streets, my first cousin is the sidewalk I stopped hearing gossip the minute the pilots fly off Stay in your lane, you missed your exit, you shoulda got off I just want a Audemars, cuban and a foreign car Say I've got them black bottles, they thinking we own the bar I was out grindin, you was playstation, Tony Hawk No cab fare, could only walk through this lonely dark Harlem This for Carver, Jeff Wilson, AK's 11, 99, Johnson [?], they make cake Blowing exotic in the tropics in a linnen shirt Harlem till I'm in the dirt, leave these niggas feelings hurt It's hard to leave the crib without the hammer, they'll rock ya Got kicked out of school, he had the hammer in his locker I'm from the streets, never won a grammy or an oscar Keep a good lawyer just in case they try'na knock ya It's hard to leave the crib without the hammer, they'll rock ya Got kicked out of school, he had the hammer in his locker I'm from the streets, never won a grammy or an oscar Keep a good lawyer just in case they try'na knock ya They say I'm cool, like a move, like a groove, like a gangster We blow pounds my niggas hold me down like an anchor Downtown shopping, me and gudda on some high fashion [?] still ride past us, they swing but they not Cassius Green we got faster the dream from not having I see success but this VVS will stop traffic Shaking box from palace, I just got a call from Statik It's Lucky 7, my bitch undressed and chiroq splashing But I'm a Henny sipper, talk fly skinny nigga Crumb to a loaf, you can see we're stacking pennies, getcha I seen thug on my plug, got the block bumping We ain't got shit to talk about, unless you cop something Collecting change like a meter Bajan Derek Jeeter, dump the baggies food save it in the freezer That Benz like a woman, that Mercedes I just need her First frag and probably get a reaction from Peter It's hard to leave the crib without the hammer, they'll rock ya Got kicked out of school, he had the hammer in his locker I'm from the streets, never won a grammy or an oscar Keep a good lawyer just in case they try'na knock ya It's hard to leave the crib without the hammer, they'll rock ya Got kicked out of school, he had the hammer in his locker I'm from the streets, never won a grammy or an oscar Keep a good lawyer just in case they try'na knock ya
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Written by: CASWELL WEINBREN, DAVE EAST, PATRICK BARIL
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