Fabolous

[fox69]

"Gangsta"

"Gangsta"


[Hook]
It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a
That's how it be and it's gon' say (Y'all know whoooooooo)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC (Y'all know whoooooooo)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
G-a-n-g-s-t-a (Y'all know whoooooooo)

[Verse One]
I'm still living la vida loca
With wholesale prices on weed or coke-a
For the hustlers, for the customers, trust the buzz
It's have you makin' one of the sounds that Busta does (woo HAH!)
They love me just because
I'm in the gallardo, laughing like Ricky Ricardo (Ha ha ha ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta nigga
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between pimps and hoe-hounders
I can tell when they ain't learn to lean
They gold cups missing stones, turning green
I roll up wrist in chrome, burning green like what's good

[Hook]

[Verse Two]
God was in a good mood, on the day he made me
I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me
And I wouldn't change it for nothing
I stay on point, that's 'cuz I know the danger of stuntin'
But the aim is like I'll be at the ranges or somethin'
It takes a gangsta, to know a gangsta
That's why we look at you like a stranger or somethin'
'Cuz we can tell by the body language you frontin'
And it take a little more than lettin' ya pants sag
Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag
I'll put the red dot on you like a Japan flag
You need some high heels and a handbag

[Hook]

[Verse Three]
I'm in the ten minutes to nine, leanin' on 'em
Like I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots
Give me a .40 cal wit' ten in it, I'm fine
Just spray, and shit'll get you ten minute of shine
Keep a friend in it, that's ten cented for mine
Keep the rims in it, that spin in it for mine
Can't see him in it, I been tinted up mine
But you know a nigga look oh so gangsta
Oh no thank ya, I earned my key
My name'll get you coke, weed, and burners cheap
That's gangsta love, from the heart
Yo I told y'all from the start
And now (y'all know whoooooooo)
Keep it G'd up, I can't slow down, these creep's speed up
Cali bringin' peeps and weed up
I'm coming through with a bunch of girls that'll deep a seed up
(It's a gangsta party)

[Hook]

[Random scratching until fade]

 

[fox69]

"Gangsta Don't Play"
(feat. Junior Reid)

"Gangsta Don't Play"
(feat. Junior Reid)



[Intro: Junior Reid]
Stonyahoy!!! Stigading wuy na na ding ding wuy!!! Yeah ha ha ha!!!

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
Yes I waan dem fi know, seh real warriors don't play
And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away
I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away

[Verse 1: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide)
Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away

[Verse 2: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide)
Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Gnagstas ain't this fly, this is just a rare occasion
You can hear it's blazin soon as the leer is raisin
Hell yeah we hazin, sexy pair of Bajans
Chinky eyes dark hair you would swear they Asian
They Bahama mamas, hols the llama mamas
Put the gangsta grills on when it's drama mama
Murder them, murder them, they don't make a move until they get word from him
I could be in Fiji, one call to Gigi
She on some Belly shit like X with a squiggie
They say it's gangsta but it's just the way of life
If life's a bitch better make everyday your wife
I'm from the era of the shootouts from drug spots
Happy to be here so I smile in my mug shots
The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch
Before the George Bush drugs watch, Bloodclaat!!!

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away

[Verse 4]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide)
Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride

[Verse 5: Fabolous]
They say deaf before dishonor,
the scent that you smellin on my breath is marijuana before i left to tijuana
I told it was war so their nephew or their momma beter wear a tef or their a gonna
Rah-Rah
Thats what it sounds like when thugs cry, i see things i see wings when the slugs fly
Low life loso P Wayne rugby low to them young niggas that know already
I go back like recline, no need to rewind , i still run through flatbush like the d-line
Usually just the team, cuz them extra niggaz be unnecessary, just like an uzi with a beam,
a cuzzi full of steam, Suzie and Janeen, niggaz do shit like
this but its usually in their dream, gangstas dont sleep unless there guns by the bed,
ever wonder why the bread get snatched by the feds

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away

[Verse 6: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide)
Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride

 

[fox69]

"Get Down Or Lay Down"
(feat. Lloyd Banks)

"Get Down Or Lay Down"
(feat. Lloyd Banks)



[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Ay yo, it's get down or lay down
My shit sound like trey pound
Stand up if they G's, sit down if they clowns
Get a bitch? I got a bitch
She get round, she stay round
Girl just wanna have fun, your bitch found a playground
I swing by, slide through, see-saw the before
Niggas won't believe this, record the freak raw
On the road to riches, these broads get detoured
They just firecrackers, we more like C4's
Think we talking blowing up, pop a cork and pour it up
Life in the fast lane -- you think talk'll slow us up?
Nuh-uh, never that, not in this lifetime
Thought the game was dead, it just got new lifeline
I revived that real shit, y'all deprived from real shit
Small hood to all good, we strive like Will Smith
Fresh Prince of Bel-Air; flow sick, need health care
They ain't got nothing for the kid, I'm gonna need welfare
Hell yeah, she down, down like she upset
I took her down two months ago, bitch ain't came up yet
Money over bitches, dirt on top of bitch niggas
Put you in your place -- it happened to be a ditch, nigga

[Hook: Fabolous]
Get down now
If you gon do it, baby, then do it now
Cause later on I might not be on the shit that I'm on
Your chance'll be gone

So get down now
Get down now
Get down now
Get down now

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Stack the heavy bread away, sleep on the small bills
Evil growing every day, keep on your toe heels
Brung her Ecstasy, now she geeked off of four pills
Snuck her from the blind side, screeched off on four wheels
I'm so ill, too slick
With boys I get horse
She ain't really trying to pop the clique off, the chick tossed
I think I fucked the world, six toys and lip gloss
She yelling for the Lord, I threw on my big cross
I get mine, get yours -- I'm score-bound on fourth down
Don't make us bring them bulldogs round, Georgetown
Vixens in great jeans, unzipped those since eighteen
You won't use me, use that strip pole to make clean
I get high, space lean, enough clothes for ten troops
Same time, I spend loot on BM's and Benz coupes
Porsches and Lambos and 'raris for candles
Front if you want, my four-five in my camo
Blam-o! Don't touch 'less you wanna get burned up
Your good girl's a renegade, I got her all the way turnt up
Bag dimes like ten a day, episodes in my first truck
We ain't gotta go home, we can go right there in the cut and..

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Get Right"

"Get Right"


Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, oh, oh, come on
Huh huh, yeah uh, yeah, uh huh, hey
What, uh huh, what, uh
Yeah, uh, yea, ho uh
Fabolous, ho, c'mon, huh
Yeah, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, come on, uh

Yo, y'all gon' hear this in the nightclubs for a year
When the song go on, throw on, ya tight mugs or ya stares
It's like bugs up in here, like thugs up in here
Throw ya fingas up like you gon' snipe slugs in the air
HATAS- might have a slight grudge when I'm there
See this froze on my wrist, like bugs in my ear
Ladies pass through, I might rub on her rear
Pop Cris' in her face, make her wipe suds from her hair
Even dykes tug on my gear, the way I like strud up in here
Look at the nice smuds that I wear
Drinks be flingin', minks be swingin', the way the pinky-ringin',
Link be blingin', you think we slingin'?
I wanna see the roof of your coupe, sittin' behind ya
18 inches and up, no sittin' on minors
After the club hittin' a diner
Spittin' the lines, and end up in a hotel, gettin' vagina, get it right

[Chorus:]
Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (HEY!)
Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin' right (HO!)
Don't be thinkin' bout that nigga that you wit tonite
Don't be thinkin' bout that chick, that you wit tonite
Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (HEY!)
Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin' right (HO!)
If gettin' right is the only thing you wit tonite
Ladies (HEY!)
Niggas (HO!)

Ma, it's hard to stop and not admit it
You like the way the drop I got is kitted, cops can't spot who is it
You wanna stop and jot ya digits
Must be how I hop on yachts and visit, tropic spots I did it
The top the watch is glitted
Make niggas wanna bop they knots, stop and plot to get it
Like I won't pop a shot in fitteds
I got the type of machine guns, that cops and swats be hitted
I wanna drop but not to hit it, stop we not committed
Think we hittin' shoppin' spots, forget it
Move ya neck, rock from side to side
Neva get checked, me and my glock side and side
This in ya deck let it knock inside ya ride
We in the 'jects of the blocks in the widest five
Spendin' a grands nuthin' for 'lous (lis)
You ain't got on a badge playa, so why you handcuffin' the chicks?

[Chorus]

Y'all hardly see I be 'round
But when I do, I be, I be down, in a VIP lounge
I get in the club, I don't need ID now
Bulky nig, can't even see my 3-pound
You know how that kid from B-Stuy be down
Y'all see my C-pound, y'all see y'all be drowned
Skee-o, gotta, re-ply she down, which sheet I meet down
I know she gettin' right- HEY
Ladies tug me when I strut
So this thug be in the cut, takin' thug b's to the gut
Rays beamin', y'all think I be day-dreamin'
But I stay schemin' like, "Shortie could get it"
Next screenin', they see all this ice and grey gleamin'
They like "Damn, Shortie could get it"
And I may be crazy
But I see some ladies tonite that should be drinkin' my baby's baby

[Chorus 2x]

 

[fox69]

"Get Smart"

"Get Smart"


Huh, uh, oh yeah, uh
Uh huh, uh, oh yeah, uh
Uh, uh

[Woman Speaking Spanish]

You gotta go
Oh I can't fuck with you
[x2]

I like 'em brown, yellow, Peurto Rican or Asian
Who have the weekend occasion, sneak in the Days Inn
I'm never tweaking off haze an, frequently blazing
Now if they ain't on ya face it ain't the cheeks that I stays in
Cant deny it, it used to take weeks and persuasion
Now I just be looking down at these freaks in amazement
With a girl, the first thing I peep a notice
Is how full her lips is, and deep her throat is
So, you ain't gotta be perfect
I'll buy you whatever you want, but your heads gotta be worth it
Still what I mean is, your brain gotta send chills through my penis
'Til I feel like a genius
Look at it from a playa's position
I got a scholarship, I get smart without paying tuition
My classes be like two three hours
That's why I'm the smartest young guy since Doogie Howser

[Chorus:]
Still what I mean is
I really just wanna get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades in all of my classes
Still what I mean is
I really just wanna get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades ma, in all of my classes

These bitches they done got real bad
Cause now I pull out, leave 'em looking like models for a got milk ad
I'm a teachers pet
And even if you good at math ma, you'll have trouble counting each baguette
All it takes with hood tutors, is some good buddha
And promise to buy them some of them Razor foot scooters
They don't care where the cops is, out of the blue they stops biz
Teacher start giving me a pop quiz
I stay 10 minutes in night clubs
Pocket full of green, duke on it that invented the night bulb
I might pass on a female
And call up a substitute, just for night class in the CL
Ya man don't know why his chick's knees be scared
Can't tell her from giving my dick CPR
If ya lift up and say ya jaws hurting, before squirting, it's for certain
You are the weakest link, Goodbye

[Chorus]

You know my girls in North and South Caddy,
They all for mouth waxing, and the whores in Texas, Oral sexes
I head to Cali, take more blows to the head than Ali
And the Philly mommies, suck the kid outta Willie Bonnie
And the way females show Southern Hospitality
In ATL don't even know them hoes
In South Beach, They let me jimmy dip in they mouthpiece
Forget about Vegas, The head is outrageous
The broads in Seattle will make ya knees rattle
Fa shizzle da snizzle get smizzle down in VA
Them hoes in Detroit, will suck the whole Brevoort
My dick don't get to die down, when I'm in Chi-Town
My bitches in B-More, blow me 'til they knees sore
Good damn, there face I, ain't screwed out in St. Lou
New York, it ain't got no pipe instructions
They just suck it outta you like liposuction

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Ghetto"
(feat. Thara)

"Ghetto"
(feat. Thara)



[Intro - Fabolous]
From hood to hood they see what's hood
And know who I be! uh!

[Verse - Fabolous]
I got the Yankee leaning, just sittin over to browse
And the G4 is just getting over the clouds
You can't tell me that I ain't what's up right now
I got a bottle of Tequila upside down
There's some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
Cause they know the big 'dog' had a 'pups' like wow
I'm stuck in my city ways
Heading over seas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You rats can keep running through your city's maze
Until you get sprayed with the pesticide
I know you in that hole, you best to hide
Like the rest who tried, who went and testified
Of course your girl wanna slide over and be rubbed
And don't mind taking rides over the G dubs
I ride Rovers on Spre-dubs
Please don't be another dude who died over a ski dub, chill

[Chorus - Fabolous & (Thara)]
From hood to hood they see what's hood and know who I be
From block to block they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state they cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the midwest and downsouth it's Ghetto!
(It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto! (It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto!
(It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto! (It's Ghetto-ohh!) It's Ghetto!

[Verse - Fabolous]
I get it jumping like a lo lo '64
And bet they hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm chilling wit these go go chicks though
That do the kind of things that belong in a porno flick yo
You know it's him and the gang
Wit the bling worked on, that remind you of lemon meringue
But remember the thangs, ain't too far
And y'all wanna hear em go bang bang bang
Like John Witherspoon, I'm watching em closely
I know the snakes gon' slither soon
The two toned Maybach's getting delivered soon
The back feels like sitting in the living room
I'm so hard bodied like the suit on Batman
It's that man that back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make words rhyme for a living
You probably heard I'm still ghetto, nigga!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Fabolous]
They tried to put two 9's on me, just like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it just like wet tees
I smoke till my eyes look just like Jet Li's
On islands where the water's blue just like Pepsi
Yeah the trigger just might get squeezed
And the slugs will skip over your waves, just like jet skis
Hoes know Ghetto from New York, call em the Fresh Prince
And throw rose petals when I walk
They love how I came back hard like good blow
And I'm still a heart throb to a hood ho
That's what hood though, yes I would know
That's cause I'm in the streets like man hole covers
Rims look like blades when a fan blow brother
I'm waiting on a storm to land, roast others
The man no other, cause I been in it
My time is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes
I'm gone! catch up!

[Chorus]

[Scott Storch instrumental outro]

 

[fox69]

"Girls"

"Girls"


[Hook:]
(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they all pros at you know what
(Girls) Local or overseas
They all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world

Girls want to be part of my world

[Verse 1:]
Look, I done had my share
Bringin' round me, is a bad idea
I take Big or small, short or tall
Light or dark, I try them all
Cuz i like
From stupido groupie hoes
To one of these r&b group skio's
I need a slick mouth, thick south, brickhouse
Or i may date, a-rate playmate
Ten in the face, thin in the waist
Tight in the thighs, light in the eyes
Even those
Who think they the shit
I keep my
Walkin' on pedicured paws
Touchin' wit' manicured claws
If you waxed down, and tanned up
Then let me see ya hands up
Now

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I like my
In four inch Christian Laboutins
Lips made for kissin' and poutin' i like my
Fat butt, flat gut, and that strut. to drive cat nuts
I like my Gangsta pretty, stank saditty
No change, only got frank and fitty's
Them Natural born fraks, wit blonde streaks,
Seven's on cheeks
My nothin'less than a dime piece
Pink face cartier time piece
I like my
Thug enough to cuss out cops
Wit' tits that'll bust out tops
I like my Classy and sassy,
Still know how to be nasty
Like my
Wit' no laws, no flaws
No bra's and no drwaws'
Those yours

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
From the Asian to the Malaysian
I even had the Bahian to the Caucasian
I spend most the weekend
Wit' pretty Puerto and Costa Rican
Then again, I love Dominicians
And might be stylin' wit' a Italian
I be shakin for a Jamaican and Haitian
And take by the million if they they Brazilian
I'm sailin wit' a Australian
Or trafficin' wit' the south African
Panamian or Grenadian
You know I cross the border for a Canadian
I need a miss that's Swiss, a freak that's Greek
Or distinguished English
I fly in for a Hawaiian
And if you dont know who i am

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Yeah, this Trackmasters, Desrt Storm, Street family.... Fabolous
And this is Tone the ref, let's go

 

[fox69]

"Gone For The Winter"
(feat. Velous)

"Gone For The Winter"
(feat. Velous)



[Verse 1 - Velous:]
Blunts full of smoke, clips in the ashtray
Reminiscing on our past days
Back before a nigga went cold
Back before a nigga sold his soul
The grass is way greener, on the other side
The cash is way greener, over here where I reside
Soon as the summer come around I'm gon' make sure you see me
Said I'ma make sure you see me
But for now

[Hook - Velous x2:]
Shouldn't you be
Gone
Gone for the winter
Gone for the winter

[Bridge - Velous x2:]
Ain't that what the birds do
(The summers ours and the winter too)
They told me love don't cost a thing
Bitch I'm heading to the bank
(That's that's that's just what it feels like)

Hit the scene sippin' lean, Give a fuck 'bout what you

[Verse 2 - Fabolous:]
Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
My ears to the streets, I hear your ass when you mumble
They say you can't do it cause the last nigga fumble
As soon as you make it out, you get asked to be humble, huh?
Head high, middle finger higher
My youngin' don't rap but that little nigga fire
Like Ray Allen in game 6, when James missed
Then Bosh tapped it to him
You know what had happened to 'em, swish
It's all about a swish
Know a nigga who would, you ain't even gotta wish
It's more in the sea and I done had a lot of fish
How she act when you ain't up will tell a lot about a bitch
Cause eagles don't fly with pigeons, they way higher
All wings flap but you gotta stay flyer
Niggas broke as a joke, sitting laughin' together
I started cheesin' after I turned my craft into chedder
I ran from the worst, chasing after the better
Life is a bitch, I knew right after I met her
So what you have-nots know about having knots?
Love for a hater only thing I haven't got

[Hook x2]

[Bridge x2]

[Verse 3 - Fabolous:]
You know I get around baby, that's just how the life be
I like a couple towns but you know my city wifey
And I ain't spent a month at home, still be in my comfort zone
Fuck asking for a seat, you gotta come for thrones
Kings don't speak English we speak Kinglish
I scoop a chick from Queensbridge, she coming back a Queen bitch
Think BIG and Kim, now think bigger than them
Everybody wanna shine, gotta give these niggas a gem
Never stressed of lil' things, like a hater
That's something that comes when you eatin', like a waiter
Live from the 718
It's the kid that always get the shoes early, I never run late
You see I big up the flows, everyword is capital
I killed all them hoes, I'm the murder capital
I'm the name they bring up that they think their bird is flappin' to
You the name that usually comes behind, "word what happened to"
Hah, y'all old washed niggas
Was the man now your all no washed nigga
That's why I'm on one like old Goerge Wash nigga
If t's one they gotta chse it like John Walsh nigga
I'm gone

[Interlude]
If you wanna hear that tune again somebody say pull up (pull up)
Them say who God bless, no man never curse
Them say love yourself or you can't love nobody at all
If you ain't a hater, put your hands in the air right now. Bun bad mind!

[Verse 1 - Fabolous]

[Verse 4 - Fabolous:]
Represent, represent
Came through in '98, and I've been reppin' since
These cats ain't real, just found out they leopard print
Cause they always talk shit then ask you for peppermints
Well, I can smell a hate on your breath
And I'm all out of Tic Tacs
All I got is click-clack
Put it to your mouth just like Cutti did to Anthony
I tried to a friend mother fucker, you under handed me
Lucky this is personal and God got a plan for me
Cause I handle my business, never let my business handle me
Saying your name could do more for you than it can for me
You give niggas and they forget your philanthropy
You ain't have a penny to your name Anfernee
Don't ever bite the hand that feed you and then stick out your hand for me
We don't base, we throw niggas in the trunk for real
Chase you out the hood, make you live with uncle Phil
Champagne every night, I done drunk a mil
Yeah, now that's money wasted
But now it's kinda hard for me to buy Ace
'Specially when I just seen Hov buy Ace
Moves, time to make moves
No more jab steps, those is fake moves
Gotta make it happen, no time for what may work
My plan B's another way to make my plan A work
I'll do the job myself and I'm still boss
You was in a win-win and you still lost
From Young OG to Young O'Genius
This is vintage shit, I don't think you young hoes seen this
I funeral shit, y'all shoulda brung more Kleenex
Even my junior ballin, yeah my sun so phoenix
Threw stones in the cross, call my young o Jesus
Foreign car work, hope you brung your visas, nigga
I tossed pies, flung those pizzas
My lady a work of art, call her a young Mo Lisa

 

[fox69]

"Got That Work"

"Got That Work"


[Hook]
It’s one o’ clock in the morning, still up and I’m yawning
It’s obvious that I’m tired, not as much as I’m horny
There’s a sign on my dick and it says “Help Wanted”
Told shorty if she want the job fall through and get on it
Fall through and get on it
Fall through and get on it
Know you got that work
I’ma fall through and get on it
Fall through and get on it
Fall through and get on it
Know you got that work
I’ma fall through and get on it

Going through my iPhone, full of girls that I bone
Bunch of niggas I fuck with, couple of niggas that I don’t
Never mind them lames though, that ain’t what a nigga came for
It’s about this call of duty, and this shit ain’t no game ho
I should call one named Jo, that’s short for Joanna
That too legit to quit shit, this bitch just go hammer
Should dial up Dominique, her name should be Dime-I-Freak
Was supposed to be training me, instead we fuck a few times a week
In this corner – Jasmine, on the score card, I give the ass ten
Last time, we went two rounds in the front seat of my Aston
And Brittany like her hair pulled, she crazy, she dareful
That “Nah, we can’t do this", turned to "OK but be careful”

[Hook]

Hit me on my BBM, that D turn into an R if
She ain’t trying to come fall through, I leave her on that [?]
Mia like to be comfortable, t-shirt, no drawers and
She call me Ike Turner because I beat her in the car
Beat her in the studio, even hit her friend too
So what, I got out of? Know what we got into
Tiff got them D’s on her – daredevil
Down to take her top off wherever
However, Jessica get so wet
Few bottles of Moet, she ain’t told me no yet
My Dominicans be the baddest ones
Que tú hace mami? Now come give daddy some

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Gotta Be Thug"

"Gotta Be Thug"


Uh huh, uh huh
Fabolous, get it right, yeah
Uh, uh, Brooklyn, that won't stop, uh huh
DGS, where' ya'll at? guns up, get it right
Yeah, what, uh huh, yeah, come on
Uh, uh, DGS, Jaleeta, uh huh
Uh huh, what, yeah, uh, yeah

Yo, Fabolous strive for digits, even connives to get it
Niggas can't tell me nothin' dun, the 5 is kitted
For Dead Presidents, any cat alive can get it
I walk around covered in ice like I survived a blizzard
Got enough chips to bribe you wit' it
Pay off security at clubs, get my guns and knives admitted
I'm the type that get tried and aquitted
If my vibes ain't wit' it, pull the Four-Five and spit it
Got nigga runnin' to the precinct and describe who did it
Come home, find the necks on their wives are slitted
I got niggas on my side committed, to leave you and the driver splitted
With your brain inside your fitted
Fabolous, the only way to I.D. him, is in a Five BM
Puffin' sticky green 'till my eyes be slim
Operate with more chips than IBM
Fuck with me you'll make the news at Five PM.
Motherfucker

[Chorus:]
If ya'll see me gettin' locked, it gotta be drugs
If ya'll see chrome on the truck, it gotta be dubs
If I'm givin' somethin' to haters, it gotta be slugs
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug
No info, if I'm leakin', it gotta be blood
If my earlobes is hangin', it gotta be studs
If the bitch on her knees, it gotta be love
If it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug

Niggas don't wanna play around, they see how calm I do things
Swarm in a blue range, armed with two flames
Flex play my joints, drop bombs like Hussien
Catchin' cataracts, glance at the charm and new chain
I got coke in every part of Brooknam that you name
Niggas want it, when you wave firearms their views change
End up havin' to move they Moms to Ukraine
Get ADT alarms and new names
Who else come in the club, under each arm is two dames
Buyin' bottles of Dom, with his loose change
Niggas hate me now 'cuz I catch the eyes of dymes
Flooded the hood, with Tre's the size of dimes
Ride through, windows low, rims pokin' off the wheels
I'm in the game, tryin' to get broken off with Mils
Shove the gun in your mouth, have you chokin' off the steel
Niggas love the band, but the bitches open off the grill.

[Chorus]

I'm ready to address the haters, and underestimaters
Hop in the truck, ride up on ya'll like escalators
Hit ya'll chest up, leave ya'll hooked to respirators
Bed ridden talkin' to investigators
Now these ladies'll do anything, just to date us
'Cuz we skate around on ice like escapaders
Dressed in Gators, in peace I'm restin' traitors
When police come for me, fly West to Vegas
Ridin' or dyin', niggas know I'm ridin' with iron
Smoke compartment in the dash that I'm hidin' the pie in
My pockets is fat, ya'll accounts is on slim fast
I'm Twenty, with Twenty's on a M-Class
Just gimme head, it won't sweat your hairdo out
We ain't tryin' to hear you out, we tryin' to air you out
Make ya'll run to the stores, and clear Clue out
'Bout to put cameras in the truck, take the rear views out
What nigga...

[Chorus]