Lyrics:
to have it your way
Get dough or die, floss at all costs
Cash out and mash out, brought to you by
Grand Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas brung money
check it out:
Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight,
We're gonna say what we like.
'Cause, yo, yo, we want to know how many
Well, it's the underground,
You know that we're down with wutchyalike
Yeah, with wutchyalike, yeah
And though we're usually on the serious tip, check
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got
kid
'Cause I'm still alive in this bitch
You know the flip checks
And give em the rhythm with quickness, yeah
Whatever it is, I get it done
Flipping
Talking my shit cuz I can
Been through the dirt, ya I been through the sand
Been in the mix I got caught in the jam
Praying I make it in I'm taking a stand
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
life don't need no other man's wife
Don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife
But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
Or for
turn it down then I'm like what happening Ayee
Drop some bands so we can have club right inside the club
Make our own rules, my nigga fire up Ayee
We
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
big
Yeah, big like Biggie
Vaccinate my friends like yo it's no biggie
Roll up to the club like damn it ain't open
Bigger than your Spotify check, Joe
style is done
Yeah check it out y'all
Props goes out to Rosa King
Props goes out to Ben Herman
Props goes out to my man Kunta Kinte
(Killah BH)
Uh oh, It's that time again, It's been too long, It's family reunion
(Joe Budden)
Mic check, mic check
(Killah BH)
We
look at the muscle
Riding round and I'm getting it
Better check that shit cuz I'm ignant
Got a hundred racks and i spent it
In a black Maybach I bent it
'cause, here I come
Because weekends were, were
Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock
And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops
It's Thursday night
Yeah, what's good boys and girls
From U.K to the U.S, a brother blessed
It's time the hitman, check
About to hit you with another one, yes
Yo I'm
in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Now look who creepin', look who crawlin' still ballin' in the mix
It's that six-six long
Big Gorilla check my deltoids
Too fuckin' Venomous
Venomous, Venomous, Venomous
Going for the money is like The Rona too contagious
If I make it flip
Kele
Paradigm
Walked in the building I
Walk in the building start touching my frames
Walk in the club she start touching my frames
Check out
pop.
Mix it with mine, blend it with yours.
Seeking a true force melange.
Never mind
Check the signs
Intertwine,
Cool: melange.
Ascetic aspects get no
it
Joker puts a belt in her mouth, and
Starts to shock her after various shots
Featuring Harley in the strip
Club, Dr quinzel jumping into
A vat
petty hustlers out there
How to have it yo' way (okay); Get Dough Or Die (yeah) floss at all cost (yeah)
Cash out, mash out, brought to you by, Grand
in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes and I'm packin' fo' fo's
Now look who creepin', look who crawlin' still ballin' in the mix
It's that six-six long
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