Альбом Lil Scrappy

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(feat. Yung Joc)

[Chorus:]
Im In The Street (Yah) Scrappy Touchin Erthing
Im In The Mall (Man) Scrappy Snatchin Erthing
When Im In The Club Catch Me Smokin, Drinkin Erthing
Swear To God I Ain't Lyin Man I Put That There On Erthing

You Already
You Already Know
You [You] Already
You Already Know

You Already
You Already Know

(Its Your Boy Scrap)
(Haha)

[Verse:]
Soon As I Wake Up Ima Say My Prayers
Then I Look Up In My Closet To See What Im Gon Wear
Got The Gees Up Shirt Got The Gees Up Chain
Got The G-Unit Shoes That's What Im Talin Bout Mayne
I Hit The Shower
Hit The Charger
Put The Key Up In The Starter
Hit The Mall A
Wit Mah Niggas
Get The Broad Up
Bend The Cone Then I Holla
The Fukin Hardest
Cus Im A Mothafukin Balla
Im Gangsta Thats What It Is
& You Gon Love It
Fuck Bein On Tv
Ima Show Mah Ass In Public
Shorty Its Nutin
You Know The Young Nigga Buckin
You Ask About Me
Shorty & This What They Say

Im The Wildest Young Nigga In The 'a (Shonuff)
Throwin Money In The Bay Cus Im Paid (Hold Up)
I Went & Spent 45 On My Mouth (Hundred)
Naw 45 Thous (Damn)
Shorty Jus Look At My Smile

[Chorus]

So What It Is
Man You Already Know What It Is
Whats The Deal
You Already What It Is
Now What It Is
You Already Know What It Is
What It Is
You Already Know What It Is

[Verse]
You Can Catch Me In The Club Gettin Drunk As Usual
The O`wildin Nigga Jus Be So Crutial
A Couple A Groupies Wit Some Big Ass Booties
Sloppy Ass Drunk Tryin Do Sutin To Me

Im Like Babydoll Hold Up Getcha Mind Right
Im Lookin Atcha Face
Yah I Mean You Ight
Your Body Off The Chain
But Your Head Fine
Say You Aint A Freak
Yousa God Damn Liya

(Hey) Im On The Goose
Tryin To Get Loose
Gota Squad Full Of Niggas That'l Get Atchu
Dont Get Me Wrong Mah Nigga On That Role Down Home
Even Though We In The Club
You Can Get That Chrome

I See Yah Poppin At The Mouth
(Who You Talkin Bout)
I Aint Got Bread At The House
(Now Who You Talkin Bout)
All That Mean Muggin & That Mumblin
(Who You Talkin Bout)
When I Start Bussin, Start Runnin
(Thats What Im Talkin Bout)

[Chorus]

So What It Is
Man You Already Know What It Is
Whats The Deal
You Already What It Is
Now What It Is
You Already Know What It Is
What It Is
You Already Know What It Is

[Verse: Yung Joc]
Now When Yah Back Touchin Your Stomach
I Can Teach Her Sunumics
A Hundred Miles & Runnin
Release Who Ever Done It
Them Haters Make Me Run It
Wishin My Sales Plumb It
They Mad Cus I Hit The Mahfukin Block Gunnin
Stuntin
Put Them Wheels On Them 26's
Bitches
One To The Truck To See Who In It
A Minute
His Limo Tinted Whatch What You Sayin Nigga
Oh Yah We Make Plays
On The Radio We Aint Playin Nigga
The Kush & The Peels (I Got It)
I Put The Push To The Deal (I Got It)
8 Karat Bently On The Wrist (How Bout It)
I Bought The Coop Jus To Match & Hop Out It
Yeeeeeah I Mean Every Word
Gota Machine Wita Bean That'l Clean Your Whole Curb
(Eyy) Scrap & Tell Em
We Gee'd Up
From The Feet Up
The Block Need Us

[Chorus]

So What It Is
Man You Already Know What It Is
Whats The Deal
You Already What It Is
Now What It Is
You Already Know What It Is
What It Is
You Already Know What It Is

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(feat. Young Buck)

[cash register ringing up a sale]

[Lil Scrappy]
Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy
I got money
BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit!

[Chorus x4]
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you rank

[Lil Scrappy]
I'ma get that, dough and fuck with dem, hoes
Young ladied that know me know Scrappy's a, pro
Fill up at the, bar go get a mas-sage
Find me a couple we can make it a, me-nage
You be tryin, hard but nigga don't, start
You be doin shit is gon' get you to the, morgue
I go get that, paper a mega fuckin watch
I be pullin out knots, that can buy me a, yacht
Hold on baby, please, go get on yo', knees
If you don't do it for me then do it for the, cheese (yea)
I got extra weed (yea) money long like sleeves (yea)
If a nigga try to creep, I got extra heat
Got a bank account [cha-ching] with a large amount
If a nigga wanna talk, nigga we can let it bounce (bounce)
Take it outside, nigga fuck fallin back
Killers run up in the club, ballin with a bigger stack

[Chorus x2]
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you rank

[Young Buck]
Two step with me, let me show you how it goes
The Murcielago, lemme show you how it rolls
I got a Bentley that I only drove one time
50 bought it for me shorty but it's still mine
My Chevy clean and the paint look like lemon-lime
You wanna shine, it ain't hard, just get on your grind
We keep a bankroll, wallet full of credit cards
Cup full of Cristal, box full of cigars
Dirty South tatted on my back, I'm country
She said she like the way I talk, these hoes love me
Club goin crazy, we throwin out stacks
G-Unit South yeah, tell the DJ bring it back
See I'm A-Town stompin in a A-Town hat
But I'm reppin Tennessee, like my homey Project Pat
It ain't 'bout where you from homeboy it's where you at
Scrappy beat me on the dice, yeah it's cool I'll be back
Cause I got

[Chorus x2]
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you rank

[Lil Scrappy]
50, got me, Lil Jon, got me
I got a big-ass squad, how you gon' stop me
Y'all niggaz, watch me, rise to the, top
My shit gon', sell, yo' shit gon', flop
Lil Jon, got me, 50, got me
I got a big-ass family, how you gon' stop me
Y'all niggaz, watch me, rise to the, top
My shit gon', sell, yo' shit gon', flop

[Chorus x2]
I got money in the bank (yea)
shawty what you rank

(feat. Lil' Jon)

Zone 3 Aye We Feen To Crank Dis Bitch Up
(Bme)Show Ya'll What Some Real Gangsta's
Is Cuz Some Of Yall - G-Unit

Ima Gangsta Gangsta 2 4 5
Gotta Charger On The Boost Aye Baby Girl You Wanna Ride
Wit A (Gangsta Gansta)Lil John
(Aye) Yea Dats Me Tinted Out Ridin Dirty Comin Down Your Street
Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
Get Trigga's Squezzed Up Got Fifty Killa's With Me Strap'd Down G's Up
Cuz Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
(Yea)Top Of The List Bme Mothafucka Get Your Mind Right Bitch

[Verse 1: Lil Scrappy]
So Many Ways You Get Sprayed Get Hit
Wit Da K Anyday Aint Go Mothafucking Say
(Aye Aye Aye)That You Might Get Touched
Cuz Them Gangsta Ass Nigga's They Don't Talk 2 Much
Come Around Fuck With Me Then You Might Get Rushed
Naw I Ain't With The Yappin I Make The Gat Go Bust
Keep Fucking With Us We Off The Dangerous
Show You The Meaning Of Ash To Ash And Tusk To Tusk
If You Laid Back In The Lac I Unno If Them Hata's Goin Handle Dat
Keep My Mothafucking Hand On My Fucking Gat
(Aye)All Mothafucka's Better Get Back
All The Young Ladies Call Me Get It Man
I Unno If Ya'll Lames Goin Understand
You Could See The Fat Stacks Off In My Van
Tried To Keep It Like A Lame You Ain't Got A Chance

Ima Gangsta Gangsta 2 4 5
Gotta Charger On The Boost Aye Baby Girl You Wanna Ride
Wit A (Gangsta Gansta)Lil John
(Aye) Yea Dats Me Tinted Out Ridin Dirty Comin Down Your Street
Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
Get Trigga's Squezzed Up Got Fifty Killa's With Me Strap'd Down G's Up
Cuz Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
(Yea)Top Of The List Gorilla Unit Mothafucka Get Your Mind Right Bitch

[Verse 2: Lil Scrappy]
What You Looking At Yee Aint Hard Like Granite
Hardest Nigga On The Planet Every Punch I Throw Landed
Yeen Een Goin Be Standing After Me God Dammit
Knock You Off Your Balance If Your Ass Try To Challenge
Who Me Naw I Ain't Say I Was No Killa I Just Said I Ain't No Bitch Nigga
Yeen Think I Was Goin Pull It Up Now Did Ya
Besides Thats My Little Nigga Pullin Dat Trigga
I Hit The Mall By Myself The Hood By Myself
When Im In L.A. I Rock The Kahki's With The Belt
On The Beach Of Miami Rock Vashati With The Silk
Im So Gangsta I Eat The Cereal Out The Milk
And Naw I Aint Actin Im Just Real Like Dat
Make My Grill Look Good Wit Dat 45 Stack
Some Of Ya'll Mothafucka's Aint Built Like Dat
I Got Gangsta In My Blood So You Can Kiss My Ass

Ima Gangsta Gangsta 2 4 5
Gotta Charger On The Boost Aye Baby Girl You Wanna Ride
Wit A (Gangsta Gansta)Lil John
(Aye) Yea Dats Me Tinted Out Ridin Dirty Comin Down Your Street
Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
Get Trigga's Squezzed Up Got Fifty Killa's With Me Strap'd Down G's Up
Cuz Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
(Yea)Top Of The List Bme Mothafucka Get Your Mind Right Bitch

[Verse 3: Lil Scrappy]
Got The White Walls On The Old School (Thats Gangsta)
When I Whip Up All The Hoe's Choose (Thats Gangsta)
I Get Money Like Im Fucking Suppose 2 (Thats Gangsta)
(Yea)I Know Im Gangsta But How Bout You (Not Gangsta)
All Black Shirt With The Black House Shoes
Black Tube Socks And A Matching Hat 2
And My G-Unit Jeans Straight Raw Blue
Cuz Where Im From Being A Playa Is Gangsta Smooth
Ima Gorilla On These Hoes Keep My Lil Pimpin Straight On G Mode
Off In The Club With My Pockets On Swole O You Think Im Sweet Then Try Me Hoe
Then Get Stomped To The Floor
I Was Born In The A Raised In The A When I Did My Dirt
Nigga I Aint Goin Say Shit I Was Goin Grow Up And Be A Gangsta Anways
Got A Couple Of War Wounds On The Gangsta Face

Ima Gangsta Gangsta 2 4 5
Gotta Charger On The Boost Aye Baby Girl You Wanna Ride
Wit A (Gangsta Gansta)Lil John
(Aye) Yea Dats Me Tinted Out Ridin Dirty Comin Down Your Street
Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
Get Trigga's Squezzed Up Got Fifty Killa's With Me Strap'd Down G's Up
Cuz Ima (Gangsta Gangsta)Lil John
(Yea)Top Of The List Gorilla Unit Mothafucka Get Your Mind Right Bitch

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[Intro:]
Eyyy... like me
Come on
G's up, get yo cheese up
Y'all niggaz wanna be like me
Ya know what it is man
It's ya boy, lil scrap
Don't nobody really know my struggle
But they wanna be, where I'm at
Well go through the pain, nigga
Cuz only the Good Lord know
Yup...

[Chorus:]
I think they wanna ride like me, (like me)
Have a bitch on the passenger-side like me, (like me)
Yeah I think they wanna shine like me, (like me)
On t.v. with the fame like me, (like me)
Yeah they wanna wear a chain like me, (like me)
I think they Wanna be trained like me, (like me)
Yeah they wanna have the game like me, (like me)
But don't wanna go through pain like me, (like me)

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Come on mayn
A!
Come on
Let me explain something to y'all man

[Verse 1:]
I know you see me shining
With the yellow diamond
Don't think ya boy ain't been grinding
I was with my momma
And there was alotta drama
We sold crack from the winter all through the summer
Yeah we went through pain
We was stacking change
Paying the cost to live in the streets mayn
Sold cocain just a little powder
Sellin weed tryna make a couple of extra dollars
The shit i been through a nigga should've been a scholar
All night tryna sleep hearing pistols hollar, (damn)
Now when "?" died
You know a nigga cried
Not having him around
You know it hurt inside
Gotta have shelter over my lil sister
Momma wondering around cuz she a drugdealer
I gotta give it to her cuz she a real nigga
I kill any mofocker doing something to her
Yup...

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[Verse 2:]
They wanna be on stage, (right)
They wanna get paid, (oooh)
But they don't know the hurt, (hurt)
And they can't feel my pain, (oooh)
On stage gettin hit with a bottle
Knocked out and I need to know if I'mma rap tommorow, (A!)
In the hospital straight bruized up
Got a cut from my lip and my thumbs up, (damn)
It's kind of fucked up, (?)
cuz I waz showin love, (love)
I was givin' hugs, (hugs)
Chillin' with the thugs, (oooh)
Al I'm tryna do is show love to everybody
God let me alive so I can (tell about it/ televise it), (amen)
See I don't scream and shout it, but I go to church
What ya know about puttin in that "?" (brown work)
They throwin' up signs and they dyin' for it, (I'm crip and a blood)
Niggaz taking lives goin' to jail payin' for it
Ain't nothing left after death but heaven itself
And if ya go to jail your seed will have no help

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[Chorus:]
Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you can do yo J-O-B witout fuckin touchin me. Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you aint shit witout cha badge get da fuck roun me. Repeat 2x.
This lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. And this lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Everybody wan kno what happened in Orlando, we had a confirmation but they aint wan let it go. Tryna push me, ol bitch ass police, actin hard wit a suit but a badge cant fool me. C'mon dawg dont take ya job dis serious. A gun will kill any fuckin cat dats curious. Its a lot of hard heads in tha streets dats furious. Aint nuthin u can tell me, aint nuthin u can do to us. Wit cha chest all out tryna be bad, nigga I can tell you broke cuz u took my cash. One sight of abuse and ima whip yo ass. C'mon man why you tryna rag? Dont wanna let a nigga off tha hook, wanna go by da book. Wen we both kno in our eyes you da biggest crook. Stop actin you kno you on tha powder. Punk ass prolly sniff da dope by da fuckin hour.

[Chorus:]
Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you can do yo J-O-B witout fuckin touchin me. Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you aint shit witout cha badge get da fuck roun me. Repeat 2x
This lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. And this lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. [x2]

[Verse 2:]
Police dont love me, they tryna cuff me. Somebody do somethin I aint even get nuthin. They came in rushin, I start to bustin. Wit my back to da wall I can see wuts comin. Stead of handlin da shit they wanna handle tha shit. Tha feds outside of my door tryna take a pic. And some of em cool and some of em rude but I feel er'one of em my attitude. And I hope they do wut they gotta do. Cuz if they pull tha heat ima pull tha tube. And if it aint in ya heart boy dont be no fool, cuz God still lookin at chu. Cuz on earth lot of fuckin chiefs no indians. They say some of da police fag and feminine. If you call for help you prolly snitch on ya self. Do tha ??? niggas catch a fuckin gun from tha belt.

[Chorus:]
Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you can do yo J-O-B witout fuckin touchin me. Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you aint shit witout cha badge get da fuck roun me. Repeat 2x
This lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. And this lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. [x2]

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