Lyrics:
know how to rap
[Cee:] Jaime, you got me fucked up!
[Pain:] Okay I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't like it I have to take you off
[Cee:] Just tell
them with trip's
Headcrack, time to get the bread black!
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's
"Bettin Grants with the cee-lo champs" ->
the cee-lo champs"; -> Nas
I make em sweat from beginners to the vets, I'm a threat
Some niggaz double up on they fifty bets
I gotta be nice to the dice,
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin? at us
In the corner sippin? drinks
can't come, you know we'll run around that bitch
You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (money, cars and clothes and hoes)
You know
som'thin to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin at us
In the corner
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
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
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
You in the chai club bhai, this is high chai
Leave all of your worries out of my vibe
Mix around malai, feed each other some mithai
This the chai
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
arm--It's on
I party like a rap star, baby the facts are
The third time's a charm
So meet me by the Eiffel Tour
Bring a bottle of Dom
[Cee-Lo]
I am
what you really mean, I atone
For all the women I abused as a youngster
People got four fifths out this dumpster
[Cee-Lo]
Compositions should be able
to the throttle
Skip mom's titty, skip the bottle
Straight to Cristal
In the club never hesitate
To pull that pistol
Before I take another fine
I’ll be cellmates
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
close
Cuz' we shooting shots like freethrows
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon' count out them bands
take a ride on my big black train
Ill scoop you up wherever that you are
From under your mans arm he's just that lame
And we gon be rollin rollin choo
unknown, unheard, unseen, absurd
Come around, out quick, bounce to ya club mix
In and out, the scene, only want my green
No man not for me
Don't wanna be
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
dick
I'm surprised if you thick, and I ain't with gettin caged in
But I'm a Made Man, so I'll be ought by the A.M., what?
Chorus 2X
Showbiz-ness
Whatever, take it the way it should be taken
Faking backs breaking, but makes no mistake
[Chorus]
[Cee-Low]
Round up, round up, round up,
I'm below ground. To Cee-lo
How? For five-six years I never four-five-six, often
One to see one-two-three. Tootsie rolls in my sleep. So my
Mix, put
of a club for selling drugs to Cee Lo Green
But it's so hard
Yes its so hard
Living up to expectations that were never on the cards
And it's so hard
Yes
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