Lyrics:
One time for the homies who remain loyal
10 toes down live in die on the same soil
To all the ladies hold it down for them real ones
No idea why
Mike when I'm under attack
Album's here, can you smell that cooking?
Man wanna chat 'bout the proof's in the pudding
Tell me to shut up, we'll both
Yeah, this is what's happening right here
Go to MySpace, slash Little J X
Check him out, y'all
This the official mixtape before the album
It's
piece tho
When I shoot my shot think I might be PRO
Coz that hits every time lil bro
That bitch got drip imma slide lil bro
Had the bands all stacked
Sooo
This one
Is a true story
My story actually
Yeah.
It's my time
Don't be shy
I'll give a try
I'm going all by myself
By myself
By myself
I don't
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
PAT
Snažíte sa no aj tak to nikdy nedáte
Ja som ten punchlinový král na mňa nemáte
Rozjebem ten beat jak keby to bol nepriateľ
Mam ten shit ktorý ich
a devious role.
The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed
The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez,
My arm around love but my
Thug from the past
Sold drugs by the slab
Use to transport coke through cabs
Like a fork to the hill
Until my nigga Black got killed
Talkin' guns
These
No I wont be a star from Trap (Nah)
But I still might get it on a cap (Why)
Cah when I look back
I remember robbin a connecky in a cab (Gimme Dat)
out
Me I’m action oriented
That should be my album title
Dedication and commitment man
That shit is hella vital
The key to success was lost in
cabs
All she wanna do is fuck and get her booty grabbed
2K Louis, Jeans by Virgil, nigga, do the math
Bought a chain, I want that AP, got a newer tab
Walk into the club 'bout to fuck it up
By that I mean I'm standing in
The corner with a buzz
Wait, this time I'ma go hard
Starin' at my phone while I
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
the
Uke and guitar and like singing stuff
She's great though
That's impressive
High key the best song on the album
Very consistently everyone's favorite
I
Every day and night no matter what I do
Whether wrong or right, the music makes me ooh
In the taxi cab, if the radio's on (Go {x12})
Off goes
'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga
Yeah, I done told you niggas
Nine or ten times stop fucking with me
I
'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up
Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga
Yeah, I done told you niggas
Nine or ten times stop fucking with me
I
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
station in Jamaica
Queens zach Fink Ny1 50 cent:
It's the big 10, it's been 10 years since 50
Cent is the future
I'm tired as a motherfucker
What you want
build a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest like Tarzan
Hold it fo' ten
Five lucky to be alive
I only got one mo' album to do
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
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