Lyrics:
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
Microhard
(repeat)
Our comrade Cee-Lo is considered by many as a modern day Neo
And opposing forces known as agents will like him dead for what he know
He is
Like a game a cee-lo
Fulfilling your dreams on the
Streets like nino
Brown, the whole town be shook up
And me and momma surviving depends on how
Many
have mercy on the SWAT's
[Chorus - Joi & Cee-Lo]
Lord have mercy, on me
This is just how it's gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner that
SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac
Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villians don't die
Won't try
always love for HundoP
Nigga want smoke boy don't bring a knife I keep that fye with me
Got hittas that slide bout' me boy your ass gon die bout' trying me
never ever thought I'd to have resort to drug smuggling
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-lo will just continue traveling his route without any doubt
ever thought I'd to have resort to drug smuggling
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-Lo will just continue traveling his route without any doubt
I be getting cash but you know it aint green though
And you know we up cause' I'm tweaking off a bean ho
And I'm getting blue no green like Cee-lo
no uh uh
I don't wanna play by your filthy rules uh uh
Hell no all about my business uh I don't play no
Gamble with your life but me I don't cee-lo huh
you play and it's stuck, bitch we bound to collide
Just sit back and get high and just laugh when you die
He ain't no opp if he broke trying to beef
could feed me
Her famous lemon cake
Wish scarface never plugged GD
And my cousin Cee-lo Reed was
Here to hear my CD
I gotta step up in his daughter's life
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
Free Nut and it's long live D-Loc
Rollin that dice, lil bitch that's Cee-lo
I'm the plug, lil bitch get a kilo
I got a bitch but I fuck on the d-low
list, that's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap
n'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants to be
Is left uppa to me, and my momma nem told me
[Cee-Lo]
No, nooo,
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Fuck
from Staten Island
(Ah Mister Cee, and you don't stop)
Yo, times is getting hard, word is bond
I swear to God i even got caught trying to
Steal from
for the money first name Dinero
Last name Green like my brother Cee-Lo
Know I’m gonna ball like I need the chemo
Got it on lock? Then I got the key hoe
below zero
Now I'm in the stu wit a coat like my name Cee Lo
Look
I'm looking at you and you looking at me, do the rest
Tell me you need sum to eat and we
of the leaf I blow a wreathe
Sheesh, Great Scott, is he a theif?
It seems like he got a
Mouth full of gold teeth
Chyea, shout out to Cee Lo Green
Young money we
sellin' crack be
Say what up to my neighbourhood dealers
Niggas rollin' cee-lo, local car stealers
Narcs cruisin' by
They wanna lock us on the way
No eye
of Cristal Brothers
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds
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