1.Did You Forget
Say buddy you in my lane
You backin up the game
You lame
You want fame？
I can give it to yah daddy
I aint took my meds for weeks
And I aint feelin fuckin batty
So if I put the tip of this fifth
To your dick suckin lips
And I give yah the whole clip
Then we both get what we want
You get on the front page
And I get one less chump
I encourage all frauds to jump
I heard they taste like chicken
And my bitch is in the kitchen
With a pot of hot grease
And a couple side dishes
Go figure no meat
Slice this nigga up so we can eat
Kill the reeses on the raps
Trouble makers on the beat
You dudes be talkin so street
And that talk be soundin tough
Untill you gotta talk to me
The authentic is off limits
You dont talk to the truth
If you talkin about gimics
I am the game im not in it
That means fifteen years not fifteen minutes nigga
Lets hear it for the bad guy
Clap when he get away
Live to kill another day
Heres a toast to the gun throats
Niggas who aint the list that dont mind gun smoke
To my life time criminals
Remind em what fear is we tired of that whip shit
And if you feelin how im feelin
Put your drinks in the air for the law start killen
The call me reese they uno the sumo
Used to push D like kumo
You know im the realest nigga that do this
Got a crew of real spitters
That'll murder this new shit
I encourage the ladies stay away
From the techno papa today
That shit is gay
The good old years I talk about
Is when a loud mouth nigga still got stomped out
Now everybodys so passive aggressive
You'll get locked up teachin niggas a lesson
But its only so much testin
I can take before I break
And i expose my weapon
I might hit L.A rappin
Last of the heat and start cars still beatin
Im on the west side geekin
This is the turf that I stick my cleats in
Lets hear it for the bad guy
Clap when he get away
Live to kill another day
Heres a toast to the gun throats
Niggas who aint the list that dont mind gun smoke
To my life time criminals
Remind em what fear is we tired of that whip shit
And if you feelin how im feelin
Put your drinks in the air for the law start killen
2.Yeah Ya Know (Takers)
Lyricist：Rasheed Cottman, Dorian Daniels, Aldrin Davis, Clifford
Harris, Aldric Johns, Cordale Quinn
Damn, has it been that long？
Say, what happened since I been gone, homie？
Y'all got the game all wrong, man, it's too pretty in here
Let's say we take it back to the trap one time
I went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block
To controlling my position at the top of every chart and I will
not stop
But we rock and we roll
And you stop, and we don't, and we don't
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, you know, you know
Girl, we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go, we go, we go
In the middle of a fight, I'm so cool
Everybody want it hot, I go through
All of this half of which woulda broke you
Came out smelling like a rose even more true
Worldwide, bi-coastal, global
Niggas I respect miss it more or go postal
'Cause I ain't got it down mean that they know too
You know Bankhead ain't raise no fools
You know we never not goin' all in
Kickin' doors over just to let my dogs in
So many rides, never catch a nigga walkin'
In a G5 tryin' to fit a bunch of broads in
Then we landin', laughin'
Chicks with fantastic asses
Extravagant habitats
As if you never seen tragic happen
Make magic happen with cash, I'm actually catchin' magic
In the market for lavish mansions and NBA expansions
I was passin' out Phantoms in '04 so no, dope ain't mean shit to
me
Way past expect to see but it even had a head as big as a nigga
finna to be
I went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block
To controlling my position at the top of every chart and I will
not stop
But we rock and we roll
And you stop, and we don't, and we don't
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, you know, you know
Girl, we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go, we go, we go
So fly, why would I wanna land for？
Everything you could ask for and more
Your choice, you could either be a fan boy
Hate to see a nigga get a hundred grand for it
Bein' a motherfuckin' man, won't stand for
The rap war's always goin' back and forth
Livin' in the blood killing like cancer
But when arraigned in a court, that's for damn sure
In France, bonjour, merci, oui
The same people on tour, on TV
They signed him, shoulda kept your receipt
Got a refund 'cause you sure can't see me
Who keeps CD's on repeat？
Stuck in MP3's for 3 weeks
At the gates on the day, I was released
The only time you will ever see me free
Big money J, much as you can get for me
Atlantic records say just make another hit for me
I tell 'em, cut a hundred million dollar check for me
Like it or not, don't lose no respect for me
Never mind what I did 'cause the best comin'
I'm the King in a game like chess to me
So put the cash in the bag
Give the rest to me, tell the pilot to put gas in the jet
I went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block
To controlling my position at the top of every chart and I will
not stop
But we rock and we roll
And you stop, and we don't, and we don't
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, you know, you know
Girl, we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go, we go, we go
I got a new swag and it's a new day
Here we go again too, what it do J？
Give you a call, I'm the one who used to move yay'
Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face
Hoppin' up in G4 jet no suitcase
Whole new wardrobe in a new place
Chain close if a stain if a stain on my shoelace
T.I. roll like sushi, touché
If ya can't lay back, who the hell am I？
Bringin' homicide to the gang, no alibi
Can't tell a lie to the judge, I'm guilty
Your Honor, do you mind the guy tried to kill me？
I could still be in a trap now
AK 'round, little yay 'round
100K downstairs by the tre pound
But if they wonderin' who runnin' the A
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, yeah you know
Yeah you know, you know, you know
Girl we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go, and we blow
Sayin' you roll and we rock
In control we don't stop
We gon' blow where we drop
Let you know we on top
Girl, we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go and we go
Sayin' you roll and we rock
In control we don't stop
We gon' blow where we drop
Let you know we on top
Girl, we rock and we roll
And you stop and we go and we go
3.I'm Back
Lyricist：D Duncan, Clifford Joseph Harris, D Randall
I never let you down I'mma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright？
Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow
Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem me might be
But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me
Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at
In a flash like that, recognize I'm back
Strike a match, catch a fire, any moment I decide
That's enough of all your lies, boy, your buzz just died
Step inside, super fly, to the shoes in they coupe
Then exit out with all the bitches like we always do
My desire to retire grow with every new crew
'Cause these guys just don't ride like my nigga, you too
Tight jeans, funny haircuts, dancing on the screen
It's about the real niggas in the game so it seems
Just pretend to holla pimpin', givin' shit a black eye
Next he say he trapping in my head I'm like why？
Be yourself, you ain't gotta pimp bone in your body
I can tell ya ain't never bought a key or caught a body
Nigga probably just seen Wayne, Gucci Mane, me and Boosie
All go to prison and they flip their whole image nigga trippin'
Listen, do for you, that ain't in the cars
Think the power is in your gun but overall it's in your heart
Nowadays I don't know what's up with niggas in the A
Guess he think he in the game but he really in the way
Violating, I was having conversations in the joint
But guess who done it and I promised I would put you on point
I'm disappointed in you, dog, you ain't hold it down at all
But I ain't going near ya jaw, just gonna show ya how to ball
Standin' tall through the storm on the yard or in the dorm
Cats in prison who expecting me to represent for 'em
I never let you down I'mma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright？
Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow
Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem me might be
But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me
Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at
In a flash like that, recognize I'm back
Strike a match, catch a fire, CTI, add gas
What's a Molotov cocktail？ They never break a glass
Scary-ass nigga, wanna come for me？ You better bring it
I ain't mad, I forgive 'em, God I know they ain't mean it
Yeah I seen it all before, hate I'm popping and they ain't
Rack they brain, try to think how to stop it and they can't
Ain't that lame？ But then they hatred manifest to pure malice
I'm no longer being careless, I'mma let you niggas have it
Won't be satisfied 'til somebody dies and I'm patient, waiting
Know me and the reaper on a first name basis now
I'mma let you make it now, stay totally out the way for you
But know that we can take it any place you wanna take it to
Hating in your blood, 'cause guess it's just too late for you
All I could do is pray for you or organize a wake for you
Your choice, clearly I ain't hearing your voice
Keep it up and I'mma send your ass to chill with Aunt Joy
Hey, you can the bottom partner I'm up in the sky box
I got shit locked-down, nigga, why stop now？
I'm so above you hover over suckers, why drop down？
I'm so profound it goes down and
I never let you down I'mma shine on sight
Keep your mind on your grind and off of mines, alright？
Hard, I'mma ball on them squares, I flow
Quarter-million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may seem me might be
But no matter what they doing they don't do it like me
Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at
In a flash like that, recognize I'm back
4.Ya Hear Me
Lyricist：Clifford Joseph Harris, Keith Mack
Hopping out a dropped Impala, pants hanging to my ankles
Feel 'em hate from every angle, they intimidated, ain't I
I'ma beast, they don't like to see me walking outta prison
I ain't trippin', I don't owe 'em nothing but a ass whippin'
What you looking at？ Bro, you better cut the television on
Don't want us on yo' ass, best to get the gettin' on
Home, I'm waitin' on ya if you want it
I ain't gotta go fo' bad, I jus' go for my opponent
I ain't looking for no trouble I ain't ducking none, neither
Say a nigga jumping ship, I say so fuck 'em I don't need 'em
Still greet 'em with the same smile like I used to
Get wild if you choose to I ain't finna shoot, shoot
End up head bump, bloody nose, loose tooth
Whoop a nigga ass by his self or with a group too
Who？ Fight back, oh, it like that？
Where my knife at？ Shawty, I be right back
Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank
Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now？ Good
We gon' do it big like we did befo', fresh off of a K
A cell, motivation, ho, guess that's all it take
I got they ass with my poker face, wait 'til they get a load of
me
Like the joker say
A lot of time that bullshit'll pass, but it ain't today
Gon' be a
(Cold ten, man down)
Like Frankie say, hey
At the lair where the players meet
So all squares kick rocks with your bare feet, bitches cherish
me
King back , nigga, raise up
Safe to say them suckas wanna see me caged up
That chapter's over, pass the mic, and set the stage up
Throw yo' A's up, tell my P.O. I don't blaze up, Pee Wee fire
the haze up
They praise us 'cause old heads recognize the G in him
Black Card, No Limit like P. and them
Ain't nobody seein' him, who fuckin' with shawty and them
We pull up, bitches yell out OMG just like my daughter and them
Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank
Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now？ Good
I'm in a jet black Camaro wit' me eyes on a sparrow
They say I can't have no pistol so I bought a bow and arrow
I'm just waitin', niggas saying it ain't the same and I get back
See ain't a damn thing change but my 6-pack
You want wreck, you can get that
But all the disrespecting, shawty, I ain't wit' that
And partner, I ain't feelin' the chit chat
Coming where a nigga had to break 'em off a piece, like a Kit
Kat
Tell them cat bless me to impress me
Best leave or get wet like a jet ski
Overseas, where you catch me
And when they holler King, nigga, they don't mean Elvis Presley
Hard-body, lumped up, chest like a dump truck
Keep the sword on me, shawty, this ain't what you want, brah
I ain't gotta bust ya, if you close enough you getting stuck
Leave a nigga dripping like a sippy cup, pick 'em up
Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank
Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me？)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me？)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me？)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now？ Good
5.Pledge Allegiance To The Swag
Ay count that money for me partner＊
Ay Ross make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me？
Ay, let a motherfucker go ding, that's a 150 thou
Yeah, that shit should add up to about 5.4
I be right back, I'm finna go get dressed
Tell tha nigga to gas up tha jet
I stay on my grind cause that come first
If he get outta line his feelings finna get hurt
All that's on my mind is get that dough
He try me Imma take you places you don't wanna go
50 60 stacks of more and I'm in your town
Just to shake some booty home but it finna go down
Hear that click clack roll, better get back fast
Have attention when you see me pledge allegiance to the swag
Ay, I do my thang you don't know
Off the motherfuckin' chain, play the game how it go
I ain't in the game still Imma problem on the low
Whip them thangs well just know I know who got it for the low
Triple O.G. so sucker free, I swear
You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here
I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know
Let's be clear, I'm a motherfuckin' G and you a hoe
Keep that Remy XO pulled up, bankrolled, swole up
Smell money in the air soon as I roll up, ayyy
I'm the coolest in the city bitch
While you lame trippin' on that goofy stupid silly shit
Who you ever seen it really did, super fly filthy rich, any with
it killin' shit
Came in that bitch with my ego and got cash
I demand you to raise your hand and
Pledge Allegiance To The Swag
World got no money call me David Copperfield
A bitch'll disappear or the bitch will disappear
We control the corners, that's usual politics
Push a button from the mansion, hit you with a hollow tip
We two different niggas, I'm servin', he sniffing his
And I love that new Bugatti, how that bitch be shifting gears
Movin' how I move, I fuck with a selected few
Aviators and Audemars, tha bezel flourescent blue
Down south nigga, had to climb up out the barrel
Outfox these niggas, now we rock out on apparrel
Pledge allegiance to the swag cause this shit is top notch
Jumpin' in and outta bitches like I'm playin' hopscotch
Jumpin' in and outta sixes like I got a car lot
And I got the type of digits that your bitch'll dial by
Young niggas bow down to the kings
In the presence of a Don, pay respect, kiss my ring
The Enzo off set, neck, wrist frosty
Deal ain't hundred mil, you ain't talkin' bout shit
Nigga wanna beef, he get the whole cal quick
If you talking bout some paper step into my office
On some pimp house shit, written out chicks,
Fuck 'em from behind, they be spitting out dick black
Excuse me now but if I may make an announcement
I smoke no more but when I did I was blowin' ounces of gas
Ask the feds what I had when they found me
We down with whatever, just don't interrupt my countin'
Ballin' on a daily basis, call my accountant
Only time you make it rain when you throwin' change in a
fountain
Flow sick, crazy, derranged, need counselin'
He say I ain't all that, she say I'm outstandin'
Them lames all cheesy, square's outta season
When you see my swag, nigga, pledge your allegiance
Ay my nigga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm
saying,
you come fuck with me on that bullshit you'll be seeing Stars
and Stripes nigga, you understand that nigga, say I'm lying,
think its a game if you want to partna
Ay Ross I see you my nigga, I bump that Maybach music nigga when
I'm playing music in my Maybach, ya dig
Aye listen, all you other sucker ass nigga homeboys
I don't see you dogg, you transparent, translucient dog
my nigga get out my way nigga let money get through here dog
you understand
say you niggas aint even on my muthafucking resume dog
aye my nigga if I did take you out the game my nigga it was my
mutha-fcking pleasure to move fucking move you out my God Damn
way you know what I'm saying
niggas say no more homes
nigga you could have died in the hand of another man, you know
what I'm saying
nigga I'm the best thing that ever happen to you, nigga
you know, say homeboy
nigga my worst muthafucking mistake was the best you could ever
hope for
you nigga, you understand know what I'm saying, I forgot more
shit than you could remember
nigga, I got more muthafucking money in my chain draw than you
got in your God damn bank roll nigga
nigga anytime you want to nigga I match my change to your
muthafucking dollars see who come up first know what I'm saying
Big bank take little bank nigga wassup nigga？
These niggas thought I was just talkin when I came in this
mufucka talkin that Cage shit nigga
Look at me know nigga what you see nigga？
Huh？
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get your pen out take notes nigga
Don't Hate nigga! Ha!
Fuck that bullshit, Partna.
It's the mufucka...
Aye man, Jay.. Ay, Jay talkin bout..
Jay say he made the Blueprint my nigga
This the muthafuckin' Foundation nigga, ok？
Yeah, everything else would be built up off of this shit nigga.
All Red-y yeah, yeah
Say no more nigga everything understood don't need to be
explained
Ross I got you nigga, say no more
It's all good my nigga
Grand Hustle PSC For Life Bitch Nigga!
West Side!
It's on one bank here nigga
Count, I told you! Didn't I muthafuckin' tell you？ yeah!
Aight then, I'll holla at ya'll niggas on the motherfucking
Flipside nigga!
A hundred million plus, a bus nigga, bitch nigga!
6.Different From Others
now don't try to point fingers or laugh at a man who popped a
million pills
because i can come right back and make you frown since i got a
stack of bills
I've been clean for 2 years and no thoughts of turning back
to the time period where i looked like a smoked crack
my girls are the only ones that matter
so haters just quit the fuckin chatter
adrenaline rushing at another level
so cut the shit and stop competing with these pussy devils
writers block took the most outta me
so im gunna release hell on this game undoubtedly
my ex turned lesbian so she no longer wants to fuck me
approach her abruptly so eat a motherfuckin pussy till u reach
the point of gluttony
it ain't about the chains or the fame i never would of came in
this game if it wasn't for the lifestyle
that i had wanted to hold a knife while havin anything i could
no one is the same so i would never change if i could
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