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out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is
dollar bill, got that London Fog out the back paid the man
Me and Khujo and T-Boo, three jack lumbers
On the loose, cut your ass Lo like Cee
Be under
[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
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
Only 144,000 goin' get home 
Only 144,000 goin' get home 
Only 144,000 goin' get it baby 

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
I've lived and I've learned 
I have
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
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
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,
J. Lo
Philly gettin closer
Stuntin' like I'm supposed to
Stop me ?

Philly gettin closer
Stuntin' like I'm supposed to
Stop me ?

When you make it
hard and pushin weight by the sound 
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test 
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks 
Lo
We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play cee-lo
Are we gonna shoot some cee-lo, or play a game of craps? 
Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom 
And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms
Carolyn!
[Cee:] Yeah what?
[Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a hook at the end of the song
[Cee:] Oh you mean one at the end of the song?
[Pain:]
hard and pushin weight by the sound 
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test 
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks 
Lo
paths on a search to be free
Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee
Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-be	
Cee-Lo's verse on "Thought Process"
four
Enjoyin life, I don't know a man who live twice
Cee-Lo, king, rollin dice, holdin Glaciers of Ice
Playin ninety-seven matten at the loft
We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play cee-lo
like is this shit that my peoples' on
Molecules, Cee-Low, Smash, Dres and my nigga Lawnge
Now I kick the titles Black Sheep, the Legion
Yeah, you
on the corner, playin' cee-lo, rollin' for half a kilo.
Yo, you'll never see G-low a-goin' below.
Yeah, straight gettin' fortunate, as long as fees was torchin'
smuggling
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-Lo will just continue traveling his route without any doubt
Or fear, I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so
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
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 thirty-two
rollin cee-lo with steel dice 
My black book make, more people petrol than Heidi Floess 
I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck 
The Knotty
causin characters comas, cappin crabs
Chaos causin, clearly commandin Cee-Lo
Cocaine capsule caps colored, capturin customer's see-Notes
Confiscatin