1.Intro
Writer(s)：Keleigh Reid
Just like that
The beginning of a new begining nigga
Yeah, life so priceless
look, so priceless
like the family homie
joules came and the money straight ran on me
Mama left me as a youngin' so it came homie
Street came and the money was the fame homie
Cocaine is the fame of the thang homie
The dope game got me playin' in the streets homie
The dope game brought the chopper and it's feet homie
New cars new bras nigga's swag change
8 figures from the projects in the mud
Blood money nigga's strapped all in the club
There's no love in the city we'll snatch the plug
The pussy wet so the pussy got a new plug
Mo hustlin' mo hustle not uptown
Puttin' down world wide nigga gettin' down
Flyin' round getting in; youngin' wear the crown
Mo money now
nigga shuttin' down
up top get the money cause we want it all
Break the bank bitch nigga come and watch us ball
Fly high
stay nigga so high
25 on the candy when we ride
Stay fly when I come through we fuck 'em all
Buck em all when they fuckin' with the big dog
cash shit,
talkin that fast shit
Cash Money Young Money this Priceless (One hundred)
Yeah
See if you can see me
Five thousand on the lens
Yea
Birdman
Let's go
Rock with me
Uptown
We in the buildin' baby
Ocean city view
Swagged out
Big money partner
CMB
2.Fully Loaded
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsD. Johnson
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm
a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga
I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm gone get it I'm in my shit nigga ready go and flip
a whole clip nigga empty these bricks get it and go
nigga and wrap it like shit bring it to my neck of
the woods we hittin licks hustle like all the time
livin like do or die we in these streets gettin money
nigga stayin fly jumpin outta parachutes birds in the
bentley coop we flippin blocks dump tha feds when they
come thru that's how we get it hommie it ain't no flippin
but we dippin like dippin off that dip when we toastin
on em you know the money is a must and these hoes don't
trust uptwown soldier nigga played it from the gut
live mines split mines tap mines grind for mines take
mines nigga let me live or let me die bitch before
I let a nigga fuck with my strife bitch
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm
a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga
I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
All the time I'm the one that brought em on this grind
brought em on this line brought em in this time showed
em a good time showed em I got mine showed em I make
mine showed em I'm bout mine off the rip nigga bout
my shit nigga stay gettin this money homie flip it
and dip nigga stay in these pearly whites brand new
gucci frames fresh as a muthafucka bitch watch me do
my thang holdin 11hundred do this shit every summa
one of kind 5 star and them B's commin let them fleas
go bitches we get mo nigga they all know we bout the cash flow
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm
a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga
I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
3.I Run This
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsD. CarterT. Jones
I run this bitch
And I'm gonna keep running
I'm gonna keep running one never running outta money
I'm gonna dog I'm gonna stunt
If i don't do nothing
And my car so pretty all these hoes wan fuck it
I got pussy wet paint
Big boy shoes
Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yello bitch
And it looks like I'm gonna die like this
Cause we be stunning on these bitches
Get money on these bitches
$250 on the wrist nigga we be the illest
We be the realist
CMB nigga
Uptown soldier with the money to the ceiling
Shining like a diamond from a eagle to a pigeon
Birds on the wire 100 deep and we chilling
Finger on the trigger, that's the uptown living
High to the sky no dobbin for fishes
Hustling, doing donuts in the lam
Candy on the slam
50 on the av
100 at the crib
Get it how you live
Stuntin on these bitches red diamonds how i feel
I run this bitch
I'm a uptown solider
Know how I roll her
Money go get her, MLB all over
Hustling with the birds, go and take it off his shoulder
Grinding with the homies, got the game out the nose
100 gs wrap, hood with a strap
Blowing on the dojo, nigga stuntin in a 'lac
Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack
Bought a brand new range, and a brand new 'bac
Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back
Brand new truck, a brand new bike
A brand new house, a brand new sike
A brand new bitch with a hood rich life
I run this bitch
4.The Money 'So Fresh'
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. Pham
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama
on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the
maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat,
the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine
so we stay up on the grind
See the big money talk see I got it from the big nigga... (big
nigga)
from the lil' nigga... (lil' nigga)
to the field nigga.. (field nigga)
(？)
Want the whole blow so we put the game down and we got it under
control...
disrespect the G code, fuck that,
we know how them pussy niggas just act up, and go home.
Yeah
see, I seen it first handed put I still look like a
man nigga did it with the gun in my hand.
(Fresh)
Whether, get it any weather,
rain or snow, we shinin' for the cheddar
Money in the lama how we grindin' on em birds keep
flying while these niggas keep hatin' on em
Yeah, that's why they come up so short
Like (？) tell me this ain't pussy...
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama
on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the
maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat,
the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine
so we stay up on the grind
Find me in another town, doin' like it's my town
5 star G homie anywhere I leave my crown
Burnin' with a few bitches
may know about the riches
boss hog new nigga thats a whale to these new fishes
So we chill at the hotel
5 star (？) and she know me well
and that's just my thing,
goin' straight to the bank
and how we work that thing, you know the game brings money over
bitches
and bitches over money
Them hoes chasin' so them niggas keep runnin'
Back to my saddle homie
mils and pounds on him,
uptown crown see the number above the bitches？
See we live above the heights
do it under the lights
we do it so bright (so bright)
like picked tomato
ripe picked tomato
make your head a tomato
BITCH
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama
on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the
maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat,
the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine
so we stay up on the grind
Landed on my island again
jet black helicopter
you know I got that other chopper,
that's how I'm flyin' homie
hittin' them switches on em
complete a mission on em
one of a kind sky high that's how we gettin' it on em
got the money though
trade the bird bag
gucci and reverda bag
Louie and fendi bag
You know we trippin' when we tear the whole mall down
It's big money homie this is how we shut it down
Yeah nigga we sip, to dip
dip on this money as we, chase and flip
higher than high life
thats just another sight
put it in your life
that's just another flight
yeah
got a car on full
mashed the whole gas nigga get it till your good
see, I play it for the hood
got it out the hood and a nigga ain't full
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama
on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the
maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat,
the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine
so we stay up on the grind]
Go hard on these bitches
all the time nigga
(so fresh)
M.O.B till you D.I.E, M.O.B(？)
(so fresh)
that's what I'm talkin' about
nothing else
fuck it
5.Interlude -
Writer(s)：Keleigh Reid
6.100 Million
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsW. RobertsJ. JenkinsA. LyonM. ValenzanoD.
Carter
Dis for da hood Dis for da ghetto
Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money
Dat cash money Dat 100 million dollar money
Nigga We got money We da best
Ridin big gettin mine
Two microwaves flip a brick at a time
Bandana on da handle ready for da whip
When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear Boss
I disappear in da middle of da night
When I reappear bet da boss look so bright
Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy
We ridin low Gettin high
80 round drum let ya know da time
When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine
Ridin on da 2 4s runnin ahead of my time
Watch runnin from kind Anotha one on my mind
Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line
In da hood ho niggas act funny
Only real niggas really get to touch cash money
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto) and I came from da ghetto
(ghetto)
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Everyday a new whip homie So you know I gets my shine on
Flip after we flip homie So you know I gets my grind on(gets my
grind on)
Birdman daddy, Pullin up in dat brand new Cadi
Got money livin lavish Got bitches shippin baggage
Move dem thangs Get dem thangs Switch dat lane
Get dat chains Flip dem thangs Get yo money homie do yo thang
See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times
Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money like 10 mo times nigga
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto) and I came from da ghetto
(ghetto)
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood
up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya
ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Im from da ghetto da bottoms da hood da slums
money out here we just tryin to get some
Cool like Dre nigga A like K
When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say (Whoo)
Dont ever keep dem thangs where ya lay
Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay
Ya thought he was ya dawg said he was a G
Sounds like anotha code fiend to me
Niggas move sloppy and I really dont like it
Fuck around and get everybody indeited
Saw dis shit commin you woulda thought I was a psychic
Fuck around go dead broke tryin to fight it
I I I all night it I every day it
And when it comes to my dues I over paid it
Rated hood bitch Bitch Im hood bitch
I aint a asshole but Im on some hood shit
I wish I would switch I dont know how
Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile
Mean mug like I cant smile
Like my grill big Cost me a 100 thou
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto
(ghetto) and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto hold ya
hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold
ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Cash Money Millionairs Cash Money Billionairs
Cash Money Trillionairs
We Rich We Aint Neva Gonna Stop Never
We Got Money Nigga
7.Believe Dat
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. JonesD. Carter
Stunna it's your turn baby haha
And me the heart thrive
Yeah I be with dem different hoes
You know dem different hoes
I mean dem
Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
Got a bitch in the back
Got a hoe in the front
Got work in the back
Got more in the front
It be the birdman baby
Birdman everything kosher
Birdman baby feathers all over
Tony montano white leather soft sofas
Got to many cars so now I buy choufers
All about my penion like a motherfuckin loafer
I was in the crack game before baking soda
Bitch I'm a o-g bitch I'm o-g I'm gettin high off my money
Til I o.d see you don't know me the bitches know me
my old hoes tell me go back to gold tee
King size bed nigga gold sheets gold bottle for breakfast nigga
let's eat
I got five and they all sexy, they all drive new cars and they
love me
Yeah cause I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes
Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
What's your name
Believe dat
Where you from
Believe dat
I know what your saying
Believe dat
Sike I'm just playing but
Believe dat
Look fresh with the heavy metal
You know I need that
Gucci stay fly on the stage believe dat
We one of a kind we do it til you see me black
Ice with the chrome and the silver how you love dat
Too fresh to cool too shiny too foo' too sunny spend money
That just what we do believe I'm shine believe I'm a grind
Believe me your girl at my house all the time believe
I'm a bout to hustla believe I've got the mustla believe
I'm a stunna man you know I know the
struggle
Come from the pot pan come from another land
Come with a better game baby I'm the bird man
Yeah cause I be with different hoes
Ya know dem different hoes
I mean weezy
Believe dat
You jus gone cut me off
Believe dat
What
Believe dat
I know what
Your saying
Believe dat
I feel you
Believe dat
Ay why you crying
Believe dat
Yo you ain't lying
Believe dat
I'm on the yacht and boats
Pills and hydro
Bras and money homey
That's what a nigga know
She know I shine cause
You know I grind cause
She know I'm high with the metal all the time cause
And she believe me and she all in me
We poppin bottles to a few of her ocean b
I'm all nc. I'm all good daddy I'm the birdman
You know I'm in the new caddy
Believe me she get money just like me
I stay strapped with the flame in my new fleet
100 millon dolla suede seats with the leather seats
With the gator on the front with the platinum teets
Ya bitch
I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes
I mean weezy
Believe dat
So you just gonna cut me off
Girl What
Believe dat
I understand
Believe dat
Believe dat
My girl say and I say believe dat
Yeah
Believe dat one hundred
Let me take a shot
I want my shawdy
I like dem tall thin and shot
Girl what
Believe dat
Believe dat
8.Wet Paint
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. Jones
Yeah nigga we gotta fly mothafuckin' whip you hear me？
we pull up you heard me？
Feelin' like them hoes gon' fuck your car huh？ (let's go)
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
my ice so hot (hot) car so clean
(clean) leather so soft bitch you know what I mean...
my money so long, game so strong,
make the bitch, break the bitch send the bitch home...
See I pull up in the rang nigga gettin this change (gettin this
change)
bitches been watchin' me doin my thing,
headin to the jet,
pull up in a vet
bitches in foreign countries been waitin' on that 'X',
pull up on another set
phone call 'bout sex
baby girl hittin' me up
tellin' me her pussy wet
seein' me on a eleven hundred,
uptown we stuntin
uptown rep hunter,
uptown get money,
beach and a harley
blowin' on the marley
baby givin' me brains like I just bought it
we ain't even trippin'
money we flippin
bitches keep comin'
and we keep dippin'
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
my ice so hot (hot) car so clean
(clean) leather so soft bitch you know what I mean...
my money so long, game so strong,
make the bitch, break the bitch send the bitch home...
See I pull up in the phantom
tryin' to just handle it
bitches give me brains on the side while we handle it
I get the money
and then we go to (？)
goin out of state nigga
doin' it in other (？) nigga
kick it in the G4
know I had to let go
right in her face nigga doin' it so we got mo'
landed it on the island
that's what it is
niggas poppin' off but I get it how I live
Got the club tonight
so it's pussy wet candy
left the bitch home so it's
back out handlin'
hoes all over
hoes all rover
bitch know how we doin' it so the money's all over
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
my ice so hot (hot) car so clean
(clean) leather so soft bitch you know what I mean...
my money so long, game so strong,
make the bitch, break the bitch send the bitch home...
She's a nasty bitch nigga a gansta hoe
love suckin' dick homie that's for sho'
models with the power make it rain make it shower
Model six foot with the money and the power
fresh to death nigga
car so clean
bitches wanna fuck my 400 machine
6 on the whip
5 on the G4
5 on the lambo
5 for my new hoe
I ain't even trippin' spent a mil on the bugatti
Two on the spider nigga I got her shit.
popped some bottles with the bitches I ain't trippin'
on these bitches I be flippin' on these bitches...
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
Pussy like paint,
pussy wet candy,
bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy,
my ice so hot (hot) car so clean
(clean) leather so soft bitch you know what I mean...
my money so long, game so strong,
make the bitch, break the bitch send the bitch home...
9.Grind
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsD. CarterB. MitchellN. WarwarC. MishanD.
Delgado
And we gon' grind, I said we gon' grind, yeah I said we gon'
grind, yeah...
I'm grindin' ya'll.
Fuck it we gon' get it on em'
Pop it and split it homie
Livin' and hustle on em, grindin' till we billions on em
More money new lens, more money new benz
More money two twins, what we toatin' homie
Got it from the bottom raised to the top with it.
Hundred million rock with it, hundred mill drop with it
Got the Benz and the phantom like way back
Hard to fit the cars in my hood, bitch touch that
model drinkin' out the bottle with it
On the island with it, money and power with it
Watch the lil nigga jam on you bitches
While I'll be sittin' on the island nigga fuckin' these bitches
One hundred
And we gon' grind, I said we gon' grind, yeah I said we gon'
grind, yeah...
Same clothes
three days
watch me get my grind on
My auntie say I smoke too much that's why a nigga mind gone
I can't stop hustlin' I get it from my Dad
All I know is bumps, keys, stacks and zip-lock bags
rental car tinted out
time to hit the interstate
Got a fetish for ferrari's and bad bitch I can renovate
seeI ain't talkin' penny weight, I'm talkin big pun,
I'm talkin breakin' ya'll down till the last union
Poppy know my forte, I get 'em and drop 'em
They want 'em up the rug, we shak'em down and re'rock 'em
I gotta get it it's all about a dollar
I do it everyday so I do it blue collar
And we gon' grind, I said we gon' grind, yeah I said we gon'
grind, yeah...
See I came across the state line, know I had to get mine
A hundred mill for the ticket
a full out straight grind
You know I had to get back where I started,
Know I had to get back what I lost, new fleet that I ordered
Got more chips clippin' out the other lips
Bag full of birds homie born hood rich
Came from the rockets, straight to the top
That's how we gettin' it big money won't stop
And we gon' grind, I said we gon' grind, yeah I said we gon'
grind, yeah...
10.All The Time
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsJ. Scheffer
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
40 cal Nigga in the 2-2-3,
Left holes in the seat Nigga fuckin' with a G.
Got 2 titties A-R front line
51 on me maybach, all the time.
Now I'm on the grind five star to them hoes,
know I got this money so I play it how it goes.
Burnin' on that kush and they like that fire weed
off in the shack and we do it like bees.
Whole things runnin,
bitches keep comin,
fast lane in the hood stuntin' every summer.
Made it to the top, never see whats the bottom.
Know about the bottom where it rain and it shower
phantom in a range, tinted with them things,
Nigga ain't shoppin' if he playin' with some change
birdman daddy and it's not to mention
family rules nigga so we get it and spend it
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
Fact remain nigga my hood still the same.
Got the fire work nigga makin' all the change,
bitches given brains,
niggas ain't the same,
got the lil' homies out ridin' for the flame.
Warehouse full nigga nothin but some bricks,
got some toilet paper nigga full of that shit,
came back with it, did a few things.
Shorty made it home and I bought a new ring,
gave it to my jet,
fuckin' with the homies,
went back home nigga fuckin with the homies,
got a big house feel back on my shit,
got a million dollars nigga born hood rich.
Back on my set in a brand new truck
rally stripe nigga only play one color,
not even to mention,
doin' it out my senses,
leapin' for this money nigga jumpin over fences.
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
Specially with the tool nigga flew to Las Vegas.
Known as a whale so you know they can't fade us.
G4 nigga manufactured of this game.
One flight same night did it for the change.
Made a lil' homie all he needed for the fame.
Got all the game so he took it to the range.
Gun perk nigga, one work nigga,
do something get money don't hurt nigga.
Cash money bet, I roll up dice
stood in the fog if it meant my life.
Jet right quick hit the store in the bay,
get the purple kush and we burn everyday.
Back with the lama,
get it where I stand,
got to work with me so you know I'm the man.
M.I.A. nigga.
Lil' homie down.
One on my crown nigga I put shit down.
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
11.Interlude - 'The Old Man' #2
Writer(s)：Keleigh Reid
Hello？
Yeah...
Yeah what's the problem.
Listen we went through this 100 times already, I don't want to
hear it.
I don't care if the guy's in your family or not.
You brought him along that doesn't matter, I don't care.
He's not doing the right thing he's a liability get rid of him.
I don't want to here it.
I told you how I want it done, and that's the way it's going to
be done.
Just finish it up the way it's supposed to be done.
I don't care about what he says, I don't care about nothing!
Just do it the way it's supposed to be done.
The way the plan was set, nothing else.
Clean it up, I don't want to hear about it just clean it, get
rid of it.
Wash it out.
I don't care.
Do what you got to do.
12.Head Busta
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsR. Ferebee Jr.
You know what I'm sayin'
You know what I be like
Sometimes I just have to be that
Better you than me nigga
I would talk ： what up K
Fuck 'em
You heard me
Gone get you head busta fuckin with the homies
Fuckin with my family nigga knows you been so phones
Gone get you head busta fuckin with my G's
Fuckin with my G's pussy niggas gone bleed
Nigga I'm a head busta yeah I'm a head busta
Nigga bust ya head mothafucker I'm a head busta
Yeah I'm a head busta I straight head busta
Empty on these clips only bitch give you some head busta
Nigga mac in the 9 homey thats how I roll
Standin' on my throne nigga I call it home
Champs for the sim homey that's what we use
Knock 'en but the shoes get them pussies nigga blues
How price life get the whips and the jewels
Murder is a mothafucker last what we do
Go tem for stripes
Good with the two
Five star G
Never gone loose
On the other side it's just a up town thang
On another hit nigga bring a repain
Hit it while them slipping
Get em while them dipping
Call em in your car and they know we straight flipping
Bouncin' with the chicks keep tha nine on the hip
Lil may nigga and you know I run shit
Gotta get the money pain and the feuds
Pain what we ride pain make me do
Ya understand me home'
And your love on these streets nigga
I love it to hustle I love it to muscle
I love it to money
I know we gotta a lot of pain from these streets
It seems like there's no gang but
Money is the muscle on the streets but a dufle bag, garbage bag
Play with me nigga I'ma bust yo ass
Play with the family I won't see your whole family cry
Your whole family die and the nigga and I wonder why
Ride for soldiers ride fo' hustlers ride for them real
niggas with the muscle
Straight in the situation
Niggas got a problem homey
Nigga bein' beefin' homey
Nigga's being creepin on
Late them up nigga put 'em in a shit of bag
Put 'em in a body bag zip 'em with a toe tag
Sell 'em whole thang
Pull the champ for the tears
Pull the champ for the homies that's not here
(Yeah believe that)
Fallin' nigga 50 they came back with it
Give him all the game and he wouldn't go and get it
He gave the nigga 20 another nigga 10
And 5 came shot lil when he couldn't win
Lil when couldn't win cuz he fuckin' with the homey
Against a lil nigga and never been phoney
Callin' him in his whip now he couldn't slip
Callin' while he's slipping so you know he gotta flip
The other lil' nigga gave him 20 as a pounce
Told him hold it down and he run up-town
He came back with it but he gave the nigga 5
Nigga play with 'em and you know the nigga die
I gave the nigga 2 hundred on them thangs
He brought it all back nigga gave me all my chains
Brought 'em one back he play with the chains
Nigga don't play so me made those haters swain
13.Pop Bottles
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsD. CarterS. MoralesR. DiazW. BrownS. GreenJ.
PhillipsD. Richards
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh)
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
game,
OK, start with straight shots and then pop bottles,
Pour it on the models,
Shut up bitch, swallow,
If you can't swallow,
Shut up bitch, gargle,
Straight up out that water with my Mark Jacob goggles,
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
Yeah I'm a motherfucker,
No I won't take your girl, but I shall take her tongue from her,
Can't you tell I'm in love woman？
Like no other woman,
Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart,
I thought you were my other woman
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh)
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
game,
Now as I recline behind my desk,
I ain't got a lot of Nikes, but I got a lot of checks, (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set,
Went from sitting in the cell,
To sitting on a jet,
From shitting in the cell,
To shitting on a jet,
I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets,
I made too much money, I ain't make enough yet,
So I scratch, and yes,
Junior is the best (shawty)
So many niggas from my hood on they back,
So many niggas from your hood on they back,
That's why we so paid and it be like that,
I'd rather pop a bottle,
Before I pop a gat
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh)
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
game,
Yea, only sipping red champaign,
White-T, red hat, red bandanna,
Uptown, choppers fuck companions,
Fuck with the Birdman we chopping your companion,
Fucking with my son, and we run up on your mansion,
Chopper make music, bitch start dancing,
Stunner-man's back so you know the circumstances,
And I'm cooking up Tha Carter 3, no advances,
All my cars, all the latest automatics,
No lie, we don't even drive no asking,
Uptown, we packing and we stacking,
Young Money, Cash Money we the champions
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh)
Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
game,
14.Love My Hood
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. Jones
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying '50 you hot'
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up and I ain't change.
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad？ I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right？
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the mother fucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the
style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fucking be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
15.I'm A Stunna
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsTMIX
Yeah nigga
Thats what it do, thats what it does, thats what it is
And what always was
You heard me, believe that
This what is hidden for homeboy
Take this one to the bank nigga
and I can't fall for that, believe that
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Nigga we don't move hoes, we move 'em home
Got the game from the Gs nigga straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with a uptown soul
Flip a ice neat nigga drive a red rose
Hold up in the kitchen gotta heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees flippin' these flees
Bitches all over cuz they know we got cheese
Rife M.O.B thats how it'd be
Cook a whole G let him, let him fly on the street
Tall like a motherfucker condo on the beach
Thats how we livin' with the datas on the seats
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
We put the marble on the floor cuz we shine condo
The niggas act like hoes we let them all go
Coming of the ceilin' with the chopper and some dope
16.Interlude -
Writer(s)：Keleigh Reid
17.Make Way
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsD. CarterJ CartegenaC. MishanD. Delgado
Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Coca Bitch!
Here is something you can't understand.
How I can just kill a man.
Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster.
I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics.
Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that.
I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag.
Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate.
Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're niggerich.
I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me.
Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touched me.
'Pray and pray for my downfall'
BIG said it; so I made it rain till it poured.
Speak from the heart, this emotional rap.
Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that. Crack!
A G what the streets done made me.
And the only language I speak is 'Fuck You Pay Me!'
Bitch!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Say Pardon!
Bad man no take Pardon!
Peer gunshot army them make backup!
A man no fear no man, man no fear no one!
Man a real Islam, man a get down done!
A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car!
Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war!
Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster
You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya!
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya!
Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya!
Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya!
And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Yup! Put it in the air nigga.
Light your lighters in the air.
This for my dead homies.
Yeah!
'Gangsta Gangsta' that's what we yelling!
Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them!
We in the hood, getting money, we swelling
Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price
Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight
We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight
We know the rules nigga, live by none
Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son
Yeah! Gangsters don't live that long.
That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home.
And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning.
To walk up in a church and believe the sermon.
But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning.
Hoping that he understands my reasons for it.
No, I ain't evil; I'm equal.
And nigga I ain't sweet; motherfucker I'm diesel!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
18.So Tired
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsC. MishanD. DelgadoD. Carter
100...stunna!..wot it is nigga？
...i fucking love it!..we ride and die fo this money
nigga!..(haha) its your turn..
I gat (belive that) and im so tired of this grind,
but they say i aint grindin,
if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide,
lookin to find the way through day a life for da night,
dear lord took so many of my people,
and im just wondering why you never take my life,
Dear lord, help me, give out this water cant go under
cause i got my son and my dawta,
i cant beat that, we cant do that,
we had to get it how we life nigga fuck that,
ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums,
niggas dont play homie niggas if you won,
on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to
get money flip a nigga a whole brick,
watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the
bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs,
nigga solute and we get religous,
money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness,
so i pray so we do it right,
fucking with the family bitch,
nigga we could do it tonight.
..so fuck who made ya, fuck who rage ya lil hommie i paid
ya..killa
Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister,
thanking about the times and i already miss her,
junion on my side, pistol in my pocket.
.co mo right there at my nephews driver,
fucked up daddy , i see the fire in my eye,
im down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky,
shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah,
i got my lil hommie number one in the game nah,
hope these pussies dont play with my son,
ima put it out..nigga quickest it come,
ima put it out nigga empham the drum,
daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!......(we
kil)
(stunna baby)
And im so tired of this grind,
but they say i aint grindin,
if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide,
lookin to find the way through day a life for da night,
dear lord took so many of my people,
and im just wondering why you never take my life,
19.Outro
Writer(s)：Keleigh Reid
Now let's get back on to the last part of bussiness
There is only one word for that, loyalty
Don't forget everybodys gotta be loyal
That's how the bussiness started
That's how everybody got togeether
That's how they got all these fancy cars boats n this n that
We lost couple of guys along the way
But we still strong because of the loyalty that we have, the
trust
That's how we stood all these years
So don't forget loyalty
Money... all the money in the world can't buy loyalty
That's something that comes from your heart
Don't forget that
Don't ever forget your roots
Let's keep up the good work
20.We Gangsta
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. JonesJ. ShuteM. Mims
21.Bossy
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsC. MishanD. DelgadoJ. Desrouleaux
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
Yeah sun shinin doin it like this-a-way
5 star doin it like everyday
Pick mama up ridin with the paper plates
Big houses 20 mills own estates
Brought her to my town
Showed her my uptown, showed her my uptown
Show her where i stood my ground
How we did it how we put it down
New money and we blowin straight out the pound
To the mall let her do what she do
She grind cause she wanna
And she hustlin too
I do it how i feel
I'm da boss of my shit
About 8, 9 o clock mama cookin my shit
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
When you see baby girl nigga rockin red
Best believe that she doin it for a nigga
Tear drop on her hand just like her man
14 tear drops nigga im the man
Stand my ground do mines uptown
Get it how i live nigga show em how i put it down
When i see her on TV cuz
It be like thats my blood (yeah)
Cause she rep me thoroughly
Uptown nigga hold me down thoroughly (Yeah)
And she fuck me patiently
And i love how she work me
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
So im back in my hood in the neck of my woods
5 star you know im good
5 star im out my hood
Put in work lil daddy so you know its good
Mama love my style i cant do it though
Been through a whole bunch of yall solo
You know its all good like i give it up
Gave it up, Got it up
Now im still standin up
I got me somethin in the plan though
Money in the hand doin it so brand-o
Bring her to an island let her piece it out
Lovin my gangster tatted out
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
Let it be known im the boss
22.R.I.P.
Writer(s)：B. WilliamsT. Jones
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