Альбом Plies

[Chorus: x2]
I keep a couple killas round me wen I move cause
I don't fuck with a lot of dudes, you won't rob me but I mite
Rob youbut wen you see me you gon see my goons

[Verse 1:]
Couple niggaz on my right couple nigga on my left but I am a muthafuckin killa mii self
Got my glock 40 rite under mii belt hit you with this burner you will melt I only hang
W/ my goons n nobody else so you betta keep yo hands to yo self.wen I say I'm ready
We gon' step if you ain't got enough guns then you gon' need sum help.
Make sure this wat you want b4 we shoot u to death.cause we a lil silly with this shit
Which is bad fo yo health.all of us stay with it all of us stay strapped dat is why I keep
All my goonz on deck.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Smell da liquor on my breath smell da dro on my skin look dey throwing big faces in da wind
I am not friendly and I'm not your friend got a thousand huned in my right hand.wen
Eva ya'll ready let tha shootin game begin I'm walkin kind of slow cause my five big
Ethier ya'll gon' chill or we gon' mess up ya'll gig we all crazy cause all us bent
My goonz paranoid please don't flip cause all my goonz ain't got good sense
We all dead drunk n all us lit but I luv my goonzs cause dey tote dey shit

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
I ain't cum so low tonite I'm w' my clique I havent seen her since I fucked dat bitch
And I have'nt called her so I kno she sick pushed her off on da goons and let 1
Of dem hit.cause I gotta stay focused cause dese niggaz real slick you will not rob me
N turn round n sell my shit keep my eyes open cause it happen real quick

[Chorus x2]

[Intro]
Iono, bra
For some reason tonight I feel like
I can do what da fuck I wanna do

[Hook-2x]
Yea, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin'
Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin'
Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin'
Nigga, what da fuck you gon do about it

[Verse 1]
Got money, I can buy bottles
Keep one in the head this big fourty
Take somethin' from me, I'm gon' off 'em
Fuckin' with me, it's gon' cost 'em
No, no, I ain't on blue dolphins
Yea, yea, the 'gnac got me talkin'
The big 'gar in my mouth keep me coughin'
'N all this cash keep me flossin'
Jewelry on, can't keep these hos off me
Caked up, look how I'm walkin'
Fuck-nigga, cross me, I'm gon' spark 'em
Made-nigga, look how I'm bossin'

[Hook-2x]
Yea, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin'
Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin'
Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin'
Nigga, what da fuck you gon do about it

[Verse 2]
Four stacks, I can get you killed
Real nigga, that's how I'm built
Stop waitin', I do not slip
Flaggin', will get you flipped
Choppa, ain't sold them there
Don't like me, I don't care
Care for what, I'ma millionaire
Tight jeans, somethin' I don't wear
Pistol, can't fit it in there
Fuck-niggas, somethin' I don't spare
Pussy, smells in the air
Stay strapped, go anywhere

[Hook-2x]
Yea, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin'
Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin'
Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin'
Nigga, what da fuck you gon do about it

[Verse 3]
Yea, nigga I am him
No, I don't fuck wit' them
Rob me, naw, that's slim
'Cause goons, I got plenty them
Fourty, knock off yo' limbs
Head shots, aimin' at yo brim
Fuck them niggas, I don't fear 'em
Kill that nigga when I see 'em
Money, buy one of you niggas
Ridin' with finga on my trigga
Sleep wit' a hand on my pistol
Made me kill one of you niggas

[Hook-2x]
Yea, I'm drunk plus I'm vibin'
Pistol in my pocket and I'm wildin'
Got all my jewelry on and I'm clownin'
Nigga, what da fuck you gon do about it

[Talking: Plies]
You Know it's somebody some where homie that todays there celebration I might not know ya but I wanna celebrate with ya...

[Chorus x2: Plies]
Gotta be somebody police chasing that done got away,
Gotta be somebody round the world today that done beat they case,
Gotta be somebody round the world that got off probation today,
Gotta be somebody round the world walking out them prison gates.

[Verse 1: Plies]
I'm happy for that nigga that today he done came home,
Done got that time behind him
Now it's time to move on,
I'm celebrating with ya the reason I wrote this song,
Hope you done became a better person since you been gone,
I salute you my nigga dawg for staying strong,
Now get ya feet up under ya homie an keep it goin,
I hope ya walk straight don't make the wrong turn,
Them crackas waitin to send ya off on another long run,
Just enjoy yourself tonight an
Have fun,
And don't go fuckin with them niggas who aient send ya nothin',
And if ya got kids gon get 'em and catch up,
I'm celebrating with you tonight I'm holdin my cup up.

[Chorus x2: Plies]
Gotta be somebody police chasing that done got away,
Gotta be somebody round the world today that done beat they case,
Gotta be somebody round the world that got off probation today,
Gotta be somebody round the world walking out them prison gates.

[Verse 2: Plies]
He took them crackas to the door and he beat 'em in trial,
A lot of niggas thought you was gonna lose but you held it down,
All I can tell ya homie you made all the real niggas proud,
They offered you a flea bargin but you turned 'em down,
Stood in the paint what you believed in an you did it in style,
I know ya family they was worried but now they can smile,
Should be happy cause aient too many beat 'em in awhile,
Just be careful in these streets cause this shit done got wild,
A lot of niggas fucked up so they playin it foul,
He was your homeboy he your co-defendent now,
If you gonna get money then lose the crowd,
Niggas in prison cause they homeboys done ran they mouth.

[Chorus x2: Plies]
Gotta be somebody police chasing that done got away,
Gotta be somebody round the world today that done beat they case,
Gotta be somebody round the world that got off probation today,
Gotta be somebody round the world walking out them prison gates.

[Verse 3: Plies]
To that young nigga who took 'em on a high speed chase,
Aient condoning what ya did I'm just glad you gotta way,
I know ya heart beating fast I'm just glad your safe,
Shit you hadda hit it you couldn't afford another case,
You tried to play cool but ya shoulda seen your face,
Jitt a motherfucker lost them in broad day,
Doin a hundred dawg goin down a one way,
Jumped out on 'em turned into a foot race,
Jitt know the streets so they couldn't keep they pace,
He hadda throw his pistol if they find it that's ok,
You aient gotta do it but but for you I'm a celebrate,
Do me a favor dawg stay out them crackas faces.

[Chorus x2: Plies]
Gotta be somebody police chasing that done got away,
Gotta be somebody round the world today that done beat they case,
Gotta be somebody round the world that got off probation today,
Gotta be somebody round the world walking out them prison gates

(feat. Ashanti)

I neva knew you felt like dat baby, pleasures all mine

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Oh boy I think of you on two occasions that's wen I want it (that's wen I want it)
That's wen I need it(that's wen I need it)you kno I think of youuu on 2 occasions
That's wen I want it (that's wen I want it) that's wen I need it(that's wen I need it)
Heyyyy

[Verse 1:]
I think it so cute how u use me wen u want sex I'm who you come n see I'm tha one you
Call wen ya body on e u need a refill I who u cum see they give you 87 I give you 93
Premium top of the line straight deep say it again in my ear{ plies you a beast} how
Could one dis gutta be so sweet wateva you need it's my treat all I want frum you
Is to let me go deep I'm on call fo you seven days a week sex on delievery s.o.d

[Chorus: Ashanti]

[Verse 2:]
Wen she think bout me she get so wet weneva she want she send me a text do
I want it tonite baby yes between her legs she so blessed she the best thing in
The bed dat I met you need a good jug be my guest wateva u want I'm at yo request
Til I get to ya I can't rest all I can think about is feelin yo sweat playin in your hair
Feelin your flesh watchin you as u get undressed I'm yo goon u my goonette

[Chorus: Ashanti]

[Verse 3:]
I'm sleepin I feel yo hand inside my boxers baby it's 5 in tha mornin you rubbin on
Oscar know if you wake him up it's gon be problems I know you playin with wat ya
Want so I ain't gon stop ya jus let me open my eyes so I can watch it you want a
Dose of ya medicine you wanna see tha doctor gon' take em off so I can gon'
Lock ya I call you momma you call me poppa tonite I wanna make you tonite my baby
Mama scent like water me no aroma come a lil closer so I can put it on ya
You my property I'm yo owner

[Chorus: Ashanti]

[Intro:]
I got plenty money I got plenty money I got plenty money
Let da streets kno I got plenty money I got plenty money

[Chorus:]
What's in my pocket dog big face huned jus left da mall
Bought erre thang that I wanted I'm kinda of mad witchu
Haters I'm real dissapointed cause wat u didn't tell da people
Dat I got plenty money I got plenty money

[Verse1]
I lyke mah bitches hood but my all my whips foriegn jus bought a new house
Da last one was borin 10, 000 sq.feet it feel lyke you tourin dese niggaz
Dissin me it ain't really important.take off yo shirt nigga I bet yo ribs showin.
U niggaz starvin my money ovaflowin.jewelry game sick got all dese hoes
Adorin.catch me n da club with all da yak pourin.if I eva go to prison umma have
Plenty stories.sleep real good ain't gotta worry.stay fresh erre day jewlry stay
Glowin.I got plenty money n all u niggas kno it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Next money guess wat I'm buyin rappers.I'm startin to feel sorry fo u lil bastards.
I'm pretty hawt yo career a disaster. I control you niggaz sumthin lyke yo master.
65 grand that round a beezle.stay frum round me if u don't lyke 2 smell cheddar
I ain't fuckin with da hoe cause she a big hacker.wanna kno who I'm fuckin my money
I jus married hur.she ben good 2 meh I mite 5 karot hur.ran me out da store
I brought to many plasmas.countin so much money breathin like I got
Asthma.u kno the old sayin the mo money tha merrier.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I don't kno why I botu da bently wen I had da masarati.wat I paid fo da goonz
Trade 140.scared 2 keep money on meh cause I will blow it.my strip club name
Is MR. WILL THROW IT.keep fire on deck n I will show it.fuq with me n get wacked
All u niggaz kno it.scared 2 dance in da club cause my fire loaded.if u don't use it den
Don't tote it.mo money 2 most niggas me mo whorish.mo money 2 me mean keep
Goin.haterz gettin tired my money still growin.ball all night catch a flight next mornin

[Intro: Plies - talkin]
You kno sum people tthat say money change erre thang I 'm hear to say
Money don't change erre muthafuckin thing

[Chorus:]
Last ten years momma been workin' twice a day
Grandma on a kidney machine, she done lost all the weight,
My auntie got AIDS, she startin' to lose her faith my brudda back in prison
2nd time he gone away .my dady smokin dat shit I can see it in his face
My lil cousin 16 n preganant frum a nigga 38.tryna stay on my son
Make sure he doin what his mama say.
Before ya take me God, help me get my family straight.

[Verse 1:]
I asked God why didn't He bless me with a silver spoon
Cause if he did I'd never have to be a goon.If he gon' change my family
I hope he do it soon.I'm tired of answerin my fone hearin bad news.
My grandma on a walker she can barely move. jus to tell meh she luv me take all
Her breath to do.she on a kidney machine I kno it's hurtin her 2 4 times a week gotta
Get her blood drew she say the bible n prayer the only thing that get her through
Why my grandma deserve dis y god wat did she do.thought jus cause I had a lil money
I could by her a new one.she keep the family together she one I caint loose

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
My aunty got AIDS n I'm watchin her suffer why she otta die because
She fell in luv with a hustla although she dying she say she still luv em
I kno if I see em again I'll kill dat muthafucka.only get 15 minutes to talk to my brudda
Cause he in prison gotta go see em if I wanna hug em.sum niggas willin to risk dey freedom
For thuggin jus because he made a mistake I gotta be here for em jus because I love him .
My ucle jus called found out his daughter fuckin, fuckin wen dey get 14 like it ain't nuthin
In da hood it's happenin 10 out of a dozen dat nigga her daddy age dat is fuckin my lil cousin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
My daddy near 50 still livin with his momma can't even have a family reuion
It's alwayz drama.last three months I dun lost both of my uncles.
Why my family luck bad I sit n wunda we ain't close lyke we should be n dat is taken us
Unda.the only time we cum together is to have a funeral sit around n talk about
Each other n spread rumors.kno it's sum of mah fault cause I don't talk to em
For my family to be happy is all I want help my grandma fight, god I know she don't
To see my mama retire that's all I want hope my brudda get out to see his kids for once

[Chorus: x2]
I'm on yak she on goosey all my niggaz keep dat tooly I'm in chevy he in duely
Me n my niggaz finna make a movie

[Verse 1:]
Sick chevy back to back I drink brown dey drink white paint wet engine tight
Dis our city we run lites hustle all day stunt at night pistol on lap who gon' jack
Pulled up da realist pulled out tha whips time to show who got chips, my dog trippin
Left his clip liqour store buy 1 mo fifth hog in da trunk beamin n yo ear.spent a stack on
My gear.fuck dem niggaz motion picture rite here.stop this bitch let's make a movie rite here

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Betta grab a seat n sum pop corn cause me n mii niggaz finna put on sum in tha streets
All of em strong couple my niggaz just came home ridin candy sittin on chrome pants
Hanging grill showin wild onerre set we on catch me standing on da hood of my car
We don't play nothin but my songs dem niggaz ain't real they jus rappin homes b4
It's ova money gettin thrown holdin up traffic are we wrong

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Oh tha club we gon' shut it down ain't no secret wen I'm n town sumbody said
Who is plies here you go couple dollars this in this corna only goons allowed
All tha goons make em proud all my dawgs on pills crowd goin wild wanna crank up da
Club put on plies time to throw money ain't threw it in a while slangin money let it fly

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 1:]
I went 2 see mii nigga, he doin 17 1 of da realist niggaz I dun ever seen
Got caught with a bird his record was clean.cumin back frum dade all he needed was to speed
He was a real soldier but his partna was greed, went out with dat 40 .how is 17 yrs worth
A key shit cause 20 grand will getchu 10 a piece. he ain't wanna hurt nobody
He was jus tryna eat.he had a real job went to work 4 days a week.said
Dis was his last trip n he was gettin out da streets.he a good nigga a second is
All he need.

[Chorus: x2]
Sum niggas made mistakes fucked up circumstances.now dey life gone prolly gon' die in
Da pin.they dun gave up life dey put it God's hands.wat happened to a miricale all he
Ne is a 2nd chance.

[Verse 2:]
Wish I had 2 chance 2 sentence da judge kids.n watch em beg fo dey life lyke mii
Niggas did.give dem a lyfe sentence fo sumthin dat wasn't big.
Befo dey get granted dey appeal dey gotta do 10.u gotta be on da otha foot fo
You to understand.the scariest thing in da world is to be a black man. I wish
Wat my future hold I wish I knew in advanced.I approach lyfe erre day jus hopin
I win.alot of us already lost dey sittin in da pen.dis shit crazy cause God forgives sins.
But wen it comes to the system dat shit don't bend.I guess it do dependin on da
Color of yo skin.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
I though it was understood dat nobody was perfect how can 1 mistake make yo
Life worthless God made us all we here to serve a purpose yo life in 12 strangers
Hands n cum back w/ a verdict .but is dat fair wat if dey all was dirty.you mess up
1 time n dey cum back with 30 wat if u ain't got money.yo hold family hurtin
Den u ain't got a choice.u gotta cop out early but if u were rich u wouldn't had dat
30.but wat if tha judge racist ain't nobody around to overrun it.the system fucked up
It ain't sturdy welcome to america home to da contraversy

[Chorus x2]

[Intro: Plies - talkin]
I feel lyke havin company to night, so I jus need to find out who wanna cum
Spend tha night with me it's a couple of things at mii house I wanna show u

[Chorus:]
Baby wanna spend tha night gotta crib that's so tight, view is jus rite got neighbors
That are so nice baby wanna spend da night u can help me count stacks
I got dogs dat don't bitechef cook wat u like baby wanna spend da night.

[Verse 1:]
Wanna cum n chill take on two of mah cribs show u wat I rappin is real good is
How I live goon palace my dear whisper sumthin in yo ear got my own menu rite here
All liqour no beer.got questions ask my dear what is that o that's a peer over there is
A chandelier o this bout 5 karots in my ear.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
O sex will get to that later, who's dat oh dat is my waiter, she cleans and cater she
Works fo me because I pay her she take care of all yo favors tha's cherrywood on them
Tables.them suites they wearin is tailored to gutta it ain't in my nature.wat I do
Is shit dat cost paper look back dere them acres dat bentley I bought for dem haters
Got sattelite no cable wanna take a look at my gators o wave at em dem my neighbors
Dey cool baby dey got paper.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Pick were you wanna have sex ne wear n my house be my guess got 6 rooms you can pick
We go in my office on my dess wanna do it in tha shower then yes got maids to clean
Up our mess what I'm about to give you is the best I'm here to fix your stress
Just let me kno wen you get wet take your time gettin undressed while I take da diamonds
Off my neck cause I'm finna get in yo chess bout to put my eggs in you nest on
Yak I don't need no rest fuck you till you out of breath wanna get spend da night den yes

[Chorus]

Outro: Plies - talkin]
Baby if spend da night u will not wanna go home I will literally have to make you go home
You ever seen da commercial were dey jump out grab the dude by the ankles and
Drag him through tha house that would be u I promise I will let you spend da night
Again baby wanna spend da nighttttt
The house that would be you

[Intro: Plies talkin]
Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me)
Boy I think I'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me)
One thing about me home boy I don't play no muthafuckin games(have you heard of me)

[Verse 1:]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one right now homie the streets I run how am this hot and a award I ain't won cause I ain't a industry nigga alright son but you will pay me for what I've done take tha industry relationship cause I don't want none don't want the fame of this shit you can have it shoulda just took tha money n then run that ain't how a real nigga play it where I'm from stay n get the whole thing and then sum I dun sold gold what's next platinum dun sold ova a million records ain't that sumthin

[Chorus:]
May neva see me on tha cover of a magazine cause I ain't willin 2 kiss be seen copperate mad at me cause dey can't fuck me I'm who these haterz hatin I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 t.v. I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see but I'm the new owners of these fuckin streets go by tha name of plies have you heard of me.

[Verse 2:]
Erre since me erre body claiming real most you niggas pussy that's how I feel can be the best rapper an gotta tell lies I couldn't be dat cause all I do is fantasize how you cookin dope you wearin suites n ties
This industry a joke they publicize just don't go to yo parties if you don't fuck with plies to all my fans I apologize
Want me to cross ova fuck dat side jus a real nigga out of Ft.Meyers I got principles nigga dats wat I live by
I ain't got rap feature n I'm still alive not 1 my 3rd album is u suprised worth my investment ask atlantic records do I let shit slide ring tone numbas 1.5

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Copperate scared of me cause I ain't safe dey don't know wat da fuck dat I might say in da type of game dat they play I don't wear tight jeans or rock shades umma trendsetter I go my own way I make it hard on the radio dat the streets praise you can stop countin on questions dese days ever heard of a nigga dat say fuck me nigga either a rapper or a wannabe jus want me to kill em on gp say I ain't lyrical well I'm sorry b dropped out of college ain't earned my degree but at my bank dey love me his favorite rapper ain't hot but he mad at me I can make me hot for a small fee da streets don't want em I'm sorry

[Chorus x2]
I'm on sum otha shit I'm dressed in all black I'm with my niggas dem an all of us strapped
We on that killa shit sumbody gettin wacked you kno I mean business wen I'm in all black

[Verse 1:]
It ain't kno faking nigga you see da key I'm in baby nine on me easy to cuff it den I feel invisible
I'm on that cup of hen extended clip in dis bitch shootin more den ten put on that black tee took of dat polo man
Try to slide on me an I'm a spray yo ass an in that back pocket I keep dat black mask an let him run down I bet I flip his ass
I'm ridin tinted windows no more clear glass one thing about me nigga I don't flag I keep on in the head no time to cock at back
You know I mean business wen I'm in all black

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Heard it's sum pussy niggas round hear talkin stupid you niggas playin gangsta
Who u think u foolin u must not kno me nigga u did u kno I pull it murk sum on sight
You kno I fuckin do it put stacks on nigga heads you kno ain't nothin to it
I gotta sum young niggas who love drawin stupid an 4 a stank nigga they will leak yo body fluid fo 25 huned they will get real stupid shoot at you for 30 days
Niggas with dat fuckin ozzy these niggas terrorize until I tell em cool it thanks to you fuck niggas you kno I keep that fuckin tooly I'm dressed in all black jus like a scary movie

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Jus had a dream dawg killed my first rap nigga I hit him with dat yoppa it was such a sad picture I let dat yoppa go hit him with five quick ones
All head shots shoot nothin but straight missles r.I.p dawg rest in peace pussy nigga I perfer yoppas cause dem bullets get dere quicker I've ben attracked to them since I was little
I dressed in all black jus like a fuckin killa

[Chorus x2]

(feat. Sean Garrett)

[Intro: Plies - talkin]
Ay bae be4 you put yo clothes back on I wanna tell u sumthin u done sumthin in yo life I ain't done befo that's
Fucked a millonare.

[Chorus: x2]
Dam shawty you hotter then the street light(yeaaa)
You wanna get did right(yeaa)
Come on and get on it(come here)
I wanna know what's making you horny(come here)

[Verse 1:]
She neva seen me a day in her life
All she know my money look right
Yung street nigga
Sippin on yak
Yea she see the swagg
Plus she see the ice
Sittin in the chevy
Listing to the pipe
Passion co goon nigga life niggas wish fo it but this is my life
She walk real stank dats wat I like jeans stickin to her, pussy look rite she get in this whip ain't no cumin back cause I'm pretty sure I got wat you like can't even front you hotter than the street light

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
She say she don't fuck with broke niggas I said me too my money been straight wat about you cause if you broke I don't need to fuck with you bullshit neva I make drea, s cum tru you say yo man at work baby wat he do answer fones for a livin ain't dat cute I'm in tha streets with a nine n he wearin suits
Befo he fuck you do he fanga u n eat you, u got da potential of bein my boo n bout 30 minutes I can get u loose make u nut twice befo I shoot you hotta than the street lite to tell you da truth

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Sean Garrett - talkin]
Soon as you called me you begged me to cum ova dere but you kno dat you nigga is at home n it's gonna be sum shit if I appear you kno it ain't no fears so cum on baby be 4 real I'm sure dat your nigga go carry on an put on and I'm a have to take it dere as soon as the street lights cum on
I'm a come get ya as soon as the streetlights cum on I'm a cum c ya soon as the streetlights cum on I'm a cum getcha soon as the streetlights cum on I'm a cum se

[Chorus x2: till plies says]
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Intro:]
I had sumone come up to me n asked me wat do u do for a livin sir I said I chase paper wat da fuck u think

[Chorus: x2]
I chase paper [x20]

[Verse 1:]
Hustle now sleep wen I'm dead niggaz w /money go fed grandma told meh
That's where I'm headed gon chase paper can't be scared all I kno I want beg
Gon'get paper I want my bread. don't wanna pay I have yo head yoppa loaded
Unda my bed. gon' chase paer till I'm dead how much it's gon' take till I'm straight
Gon' be rich I can't wait. all I do is paper chase. I ain't got time to waste. I need millions on my plate I get paper all day.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Woke up early lukin fo a check until I'm the life of a rich I can't rest. broke n black na that's
Stress. wanna break bread w/ meh be mii guess. when I got paper I'm at my best.
Only money can fix my mess. gettin tired of chevys I want jets. all I need is one big
Lick. I want now not next. I want paper I don't wanna here shit. I want mansions
He want bitches. that's tha last thing on my list. w/o paper I am sick paper near I want it
I chase paper till I quit the mo I hustle tha mo I get

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
I lost it all I almost cried I can't sleep I got bags unda my eyes. I need paper fuck bein tired
I need paper more then life. if I go broke I will die hustle longer than 9 to 5. can't be broke
I got to much pride. if u go broke den dat mean suicide. ben chasin paper all my life they
Hatin on me dat aight I need haterz dey mii high the easier it get the more u try paper chaser
That is I mii brudda in prison chasin it now say oj money dat is a lie

[Chorus x2]

[Outro:]
Oh I kno all about chasin paper bruh 3 albums in sixteen months homie I kno all about chason
Paper this how we cumin out da gates bruh da realist in store december 16 wat time is 5:22 in da mornin

[Intro: Plies Talking]
Aye, man, muthaf**ka just told me to pull my pants up homie (What?)
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthaf**ka and told him I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Chorus: Plies]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Verse 1: Plies]
I'm from the home of goon, city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life, you ain't want no problems
If you sweet and you know it, f**k it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, f**k with no revolvers
Real street nigga, need a real good lawyer
Last two cases, bought four charges
In the hood, couple rules that you must follow
If you don't then, slugs'a be in your body
Want my paper, get my shawty
Hustle all day, try to ride big body
Been with three dope boys, hood call 'em garbage
Will I still f**k'a, I don't know, yeah, prolly
Just a hood nigga with alot of swag shawty
Who I hang with the most, prolly my 40
Been labeled a goon, that's what the hood call me
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie, that's regardless

[Chorus: Plies]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Hook: Plies]
Say I'm too hood, might be
Don't give a damn what you think about me
Say I'm a goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me, nigga

[Verse 2: Plies]
This where you find the most snitches, and most guns
Go four little parnters right now, on the run
Half of the city fellas supposed to have got warned
Guns stay swole every first of the month
If you ain't got 5, you better not stunt
Hood cut throat, can't even front
Bentley alright, get more attention than the donk
No shirt, pants saggin' with big charm
If it ain't top of the line, I don't want that blunt
Geeked in this trap, come through the front
Jack boys ridin', tryna find what they want
Ball last night, 4 g's what I spun
Before you f**kin' with me, better take his lunch
'Cause, if you get behind me, then I'm gon' punch
554's under the hood, will run
'Cause I'm from the hood, and this is how it done

[Chorus: Plies]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cause if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Hook: Plies]
Say I'm too hood, might be
Don't give a damn what you think about me
Say I'm a goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me, nigga

[Outro: Mannie Fresh talking]
Yaaahhhh, ladies and gentlemen
You're now listenin' to the ghetto music
And, this being supplied to you by the realest in charge,
Plies, and the dude freggy fresh, yeah
Good night ya'll

Bruh
I do NOT f**k with alotta niggas, bruh
They see me, they gon' see me solo bruh
These pussy ass niggas out here too creep for me, bruh
These niggas is not gon' state me, bruh
Ya'll call them niggas ya'll homeboys
Cracker call ya'll organization

[Chorus: x2]
Stay in my own lane
Mind my own bidness
Hit my own licks
Get my own pennies
Keep these niggas from round me, cause I ain't friendly
You'll never slide up under me and be my co-defendant

[Verse 1]
Time to do bidness
Drop niggas off
Never run to them crackers on me bout what ya saw
Never snake me, and get me knocked off
Niggas like hos, love to run they f**kin' mouth
Speak to them in the streets, won't bring them to my house
I don't trust neither bitch, north or the south
Won't be around me tryna scope it out
That SUPAfriendly shit, ain't about
Iono him, keep him from round me
Tryna peep somethin'?
What you tryna see?
Never get that close to find out where I be
I don't know that nigga
Get him from 'round me...

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Niggas come around, guess what? I stop talkin'
Holla at chu niggas later, grab my shit and start walkin'
F**k that shit, I done seen too much
It seem niggas scope niggas and gettin' niggas touched
Get in friends with niggas, turn 'round and set 'em up
Even my own dawg, talk to 'em bout certain stuff
My own friends come around, nigga I hush
Outside of court rooms, nigga I done seen enough
Time to get money, I'm so loyal
4 deep doin' business, that's a no-no
Cause what a nigga thinkin', you will never know
But do my own time nigga, if I have to go

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Ion f**k with no nigga, who got alotta friends
Cause you never know, who that nigga want to win
You vibe with too many niggas, you spread yaself then
And them the type of niggas, know everybody business then
Nigga too friendly, no tellin' who he with
You niggas f**k with any nigga, you can't do it big
Guarenteed you will neva slide up under kid
I keep my eyes open, and my fire hid
That's how I stay away, from all the f**k shit
I gotta couple homeboys, but I don't run with clique
The least a nigga know, the less he can snitch
I run solo, so I don't have to kill a bitch

[Chorus x2]

(feat. Chris J.)

[Chorus:]
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs over my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya

[Verse 1:]
Let's ride around the city, make love in the car
Let's get on express way, let me tease you ma
And while you drive baby, I wanna taste your tongue
Pull in to rest here, and let me give you some
You ever been driving while your man made you cum
I wanna hit a stay, I wanna hit and run
Let's pull the car over, and have a little fun
The AC working, so we ain't gotta bun

[Bridge:]
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it
Anyway I wanna get it

[Chorus:]
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs over my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya

[Verse 2:]
If that don't work for ya, I got another idea
Ain't nobody home, so come on over here
Let's play hide and seek, in our underwear
I find you, I can get it right there
You find me, then I get bare
Either way we both win, now that's fair
Whatever I gotta do to be with you Oh Yeah
You my queen, I'm your king, now that's a nice pair

[Bridge:]
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it
Anyway I wanna get it

[Chorus:]
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs over my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya

[Verse 3:]
Let grade you, give you a report card
Your first test is, can you get it hard
Show me how good you communicate when we start
Today's pop quiz, define your hot spot
Wanna see how good your balance is on top
Give you a A+ if you don't stop
This a big test, you looking kinda shocked
Either you get promoted, or you get dropped
Your final exam, show me your wet box
Ain't no tattle teller, I keep my mouth locked
Make you an honor student, show me you back shot
You passed with flying colors, ooh that's a nice twot

[Chorus:]
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs over my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya

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My body feel numb, my heart beating fast
My mind still racing, my nerves getting bad
My body language weak, my face expressions sad
Been stripped of my emotions, feel like I been stabbed

I don't know what I'd do if my nigga passed
Emotional roller coaster, when it's over I'll be glad
Can't do nothin' 'bout his health, it's starting to make me mad
I feel so helpless, my partner all I had

After it's all over gotta put my heart in the cast
I feel so empty, how long will it last?
Ain't nothin' in the world that you could do right now
That could make me laugh, I feel like I'm crying but ain't no tears shed

My partner just got shot, they say he might die
Niggas caught him slippin', hit him from both sides
I'm crying internally but no tears will come out my eyes
I've just realized I don't know how to cry

My partner just got shot and I heard he might die
Niggas caught him slippin', hit him from both sides
I'm crying internally but no tears will come out my eyes
I've just realized I don't know how to cry

My shirt sticking to me 'cause it's full of sweat
My eyes real heavy, it's hard to get some rest
I'm worryin' myself crazy, I can feel it in my chest
I'm thinkin' about my nigga, it's hard to catch my breath

I know if I lose it now, don't know what I'll do next
Momma told me, pray more, baby worry less
Ever since I got the news I been an emotional wreck
I don't know if it's all a dream or if it's just a test

He had tubes in his nose, some running out his neck
Couldn't even look at my nigga, couldn't stand to look at him like that
I feel all his pain, I'm under so much stress
I just hope he make it 'cause I know he blessed

My partner just got shot, they say he might die
Niggas caught him slippin', hit him from both sides
I'm crying internally but no tears will come out my eyes
I've just realized I don't know how to cry

My partner just got shot and I heard he might die
Niggas caught him slippin', hit him from both sides
I'm crying internally but no tears will come out my eyes
I've just realized I don't know how to cry

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