[DJ Clue] Yeah its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm. Fabolous, the album Street Dreams. I mean we all street dream sometime or anutha. You know, fast cars,cash,women,livin the life. My boy Fabolous, he livin the street dream yo.
I'm here to shake up the world What what what what what What what what what what Right, right - ghetto
I'm something like a phenomenon But still dumpin whenever the dramas on Ya'll hustlas can't eat fit meals and it feels Something like when it's Ramadan Hope you chumps been walkin wit armor on I'm who they dumpin two colahamels on Oh somethings turning his mama on I love to see rumps in Farragama thongs Bet it look dope when you got pajamas on Jump in, lets hit the Bahamas ma And it's crunk whenever I'm on a song, bumpin like bump bu-bump I'm particulary picky When it come to licky licky Have em slidin off them vickies quickly (o.k.) Under the du-rag thick 360 It's the hypno and sticky icky (I said o.k.)
(Chorus) Fly enough to do better, but pimp enough to not give a fuck Thug enough to do better, and gangsta enough to not give a fuck Im hustlin enough to know better, but ballin enough to not give a fuck Im old enough to know better, but young enough to not give a fuck
Dud-duh-duh-duh-dammit man I'm in a throwback so old it'll grandma glance And everybody know everybody go, so please call a stretch ambulance these dudes don't stand a chance when I pull up like the pamper brand those under lambo slants wit a mad dam from france wit a ass so big you couldn't hide it in hammer pants who else be in new york wit Miami tans got everybody doin the street family dance I'm sure this hammer can, make you save that gangsta role for the camera man this is f-a-b you prefably don't wanna f wit me (please believe it) I'm definantly as responsible for gettin the city high, clef would be (believe it please)
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I'm introduced to yo women friends (hello) Cuz I buy double deuces to rent a benz (ooh) Like them bootz made by timbaland Not half them were mine, since I got drafted and signed Ya'll players get used to the scrimmagin Not one of them jesus' got lemon gems? You know Ya'll lips gonna get loose like ya feminine I prove lettin with the semi can Boost my adrenaline You'll never have use with that hand again Half of my roots is Dominican (faboloso) Me gusta le bejamins This dude got the juice of a pimp in him I'm turning stones like medusa had glimpse of them But right now you can lie and gossip to And later on be the guy who the mobs look to And right now you can try and prosecute But later on you gon die in the hospital
Ha ha ha ha ha See ma, I think you took it I think you took it wrong like You got it misunderstood or something You got it confused
I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma, we been thru that)
Girl, that was a one night fling You was turned on by the moonshine and the sunlight bling You kept licking your tongue at me knowing how quick that this young’n be To pull out his dick from his dungarees Besides, we had enough liquor and jumatries That both of us woulda got sick or had lung disease I remember every gesture made (ooh) During the escapade (ooh) In the back of the Escalade (whoa) When it come to tricks, I have some up my sleeve (uh huh) But Shorty dived in head first and didn’t come up to breath (shit) I usually don’t get to rag um (uh) But it’s so real, I made the caddy chauffer hop out and get the magnums (uhhhh) We getting close the Park of Meridian (uh huh) She pulling her skirt down (uh huh) And tucking her titties in (uh huh) I’m walking this biddy in (uh huh) Caressing her pretty skin She say- “I love the video that you n PD in” (yeah right)
I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, Ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that)
This girl hobby was to slow me down (uh) Got me walking wobbling thru the lobby lounge (ohh) In the pent house blasting Mob Deep and some Bobby Brown (uh huh) Do not disturb sign prolly woulda not be found (yeah) If theres one thing I’m giving her, it gotta be back shots (uh) She screaming like she just won the lottery jack pot (ahhh) (uh) At the same time she jerking and wiggling (uh huh) Smirking and giggling (ha ha ha) Cuz I’m like dirt when I’m digging in (uh) The way she working and fingering She must have be a gymnast Cuz the positions wasn’t hurting her ligaments Ma I know you got centerfold measurement features (uh huh) But after a night, it was a pleasure to meet ya (uh huh) Get ya under and outta where (uh) You aint gotta go home but you gotta get outta here So write your number on this paper (uh) I might wanna scrape ya (uh) Next year when I go on TOUR (uh)
Still thinking about the one night we just spent together That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I can’t do that once I done blew that)
Now I aint seen Shorty since the spot last summer And she still calling and paging (what the fuck) I don’t even know how she got my numbers (damn) But I been hiding (uh huh) Cuz, this girl looking for the kid like Bush was searching for Bin Laden (damn) Before I didn’t care if she where I be (ut uh) But now I mean it be scaring me (uh huh) To get yearly therapy (uh huh) She said her heart broken; it caused her to start smoking (uhhh) And I was in deep thinking, making her keep drinking (uhhh) Since Hiedy started stalking me (uh huh) I hadda get body guards to walk with me (yeah) If you wanna get Fabolous, that’s on you, that’s on you (okay) Long as you know where they at on you (I said okay) I’m looking at her was and reactions (uh) Hoping that this don’t turn into a fatal attraction (ut uh) She screaming “fabolous give me one more chance; fabolous give me one more chance”
I’m thinking about the one night we just spent together (I mean, when was this ma?) That I’d cherish the love I thought would last forever (I never said that, I never said forever) Call me (Na, I don’t do this. You already knew this, ma we been thru this) Call me (Na, I cant do that once I done blew that. Ma we been thru that)
Baby girl You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on show's to get ovations Take it to court and go through litagations And I respect ya gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank ya Shes my pinch hitta When the startin lineup aint playin right I come off the bench wit her It might sound like im gassin ya But it took time to get from the back seat to the passenger We been creepin and sneakin Just to keep it from leakin We so deep in our freakin That we don't sleep on the weekend
Wifey A little bit uptight Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if ya'll bump heads it'll be a fight But i said it'll be alright
I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let ya go
You aint ever step out of line Or get out a pocket So i made sure canary sent out your locket To protect you, i'll get out and cock it And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket Oh, you gonna play dumb if cops do come through I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through But i know the boutiques and the shops you run through So i cop her one, and cop you one too
You always get a daily page, weekly ring Plus you aint too shy to do them freaky things I aint gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on springer At first you were somethin i denied Something I would slide Just do somethin in the ride But shorty Theres something that you provide Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side ya' know
I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go
Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume Its gonna be a clip toss if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She wont care if im a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the carsely You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly
You know I care for you Anytime this chick is there for you Feelings im'ma share wit you Which makes it a Lil Mo clear for you
I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But i can't let ya go Your the one i want in my life (want in my life) Already got a wife (got a wife) Can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'm living wrong But I can't let's go -
Yeah, yo Cain (what up nigga) Why wouldn't these bitches love us nigga? Why wouldn't these niggas hate us huh? (Why wouldn't they Fab?) Yeah, (Desert Storm), uh, yeah, uh
[Fabolous] Why wouldn't I talk as greasy as cheese steak meat In a strawberry Range, pie crust piping on the cheesecake seats I'm known for hittin' women's soft spots With Princess cut Canaries the size of lemon cough drops
[Paul Cain] I'm right behind 'em in the Porsche drop Linen soft top, sick chain with 20 point rocks Take your bitch, why wouldn't I? The whip got chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden sides
[Fabolous] Uh, yeah, what's really poppin', usually boys know This ghetto superstar with the Bruce Lee-roy glow Niggas has to hate the outcome (yeah) Plus I'm in a throwback from the same year they assassinated Malcolm
[Paul Cain] Make so much ends, I got to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah) A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain) That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble weight Off the love I can't
[Fabolous] Baby girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya? After we come through the hood in helicopters (yeah)
[Paul Cain] The dro I got in this wood, is hela-proper We do the damn thing, who could they tell us not ta
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)] Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance? Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance? (Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride? And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?) Why wouldn't this g
[Intro: Fabolous] Uh.. Yeah.. Walk with me west coast Yeah.. Uh.. It's the coast to coast "g" on the check in Yeah.. Uh.. Ride.. Ride.. Ride.. Uh.
[Verse 1: Fabolous] If you ain't up on things Fabolous is the name, street fam is the game Screamin' 718 while them hammers bang Like bludda ludda lacca bludda ludda lacca Kick game like I know a little bit of socca Spic, dames, ass and a little bit of knockas Give them nick names and a little bit of vodka Then I'm game change.. (A very freaky girl) You know who got the gold like the kid from "The Last Dragon" You know who got the low on the spokes and the ass saggin' You know who got the gold that'll have your ass gaggin' You know who got the boat that'll have the task naggin' But I fuck bitches, and get money My truck switches like.. errrrr You got to duck bitches when you get twenties And plug switches that make you sit funny I'm a rider..
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg (Fabolous)] If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you ride like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you pimpin' like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you banging like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you gangsta like you supposed to be)
[Verse 2: Fabolous] C'mon.. you know its g's up C.O.'s down If I freeze up its kilos now Pick trees up its 3-4 pounds Fill the bees up ‘til these bro's drown I snatch a few g's up and flea those towns Busta's freeze up when my "v" slow down I ease up with these 4 pounds Squeeze up to 3-4 rounds I pick these up its G code now Ya'll better call the D's up before I reload now I'm "The Boss" something like Springsteen I got something that bring green That look something like string beans I make sure the hustlers keep something to sling the fiends White, yellow, and a little something that bling green We going to blast if we going I been doing this since Jabbar was hooking off the glass in the forum (ghetto) Your grandparents has to assume cuz the face look like a magnifying glass on the poem (oh boy)
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg (Fabolous)] If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you ride like you supposed to be) If you ain't up on things (Don't come close to me Unless you pimpin' like you supposed to be)
[Hook: Snoop Dogg] So my niggas (niggas) They get money (money) Throw your motherfucking hand in the air (in the air) And if you up on things and you don't give a fuck Let me hear y'all niggas scream oh yeah (oh yeah) And all my bitches (bitches) They get money (money) Throw your motherfucking hand in the air (in the air) And if you up on things and you don't give a fuck Let me hear y'all bitches scream oh yeah (oh yeah)
[Verse 3: Fabolous] It's the kid with the D. O. double G. After blowing 3-4 dubs of trees My eyes are below double g's After sipping pin-o bubbly skee-o rubbing me We'll probably go below publically I'm a coast to coast G I keep the toast to mostly For those who pose to closely (backup) Keep a piece in the vest that's how we ride From the north to the south to the east to the west
[Hook: Fabolous] So my niggas (niggas) They get money (money) Throw your motherfucking hand in the air (in the air) And if you up on things and you don't give a fuck Let me hear y'all niggas scream oh yeah (oh yeah) And all my bitches (bitches) They get money (money) Throw your motherfucking hand in the air (in the air) And if you up on things and you don't give a fuck Let me hear y'all bitches scream oh yeah (oh yeah) Uh..
They call me G-H-E-T-T-O Black star power, like B-E-T shows I'm usually pullin up in the G-T slow Flashing my ring finger with the E-T glow I'm that nucca, act rucka Certified plat nucca Semi-auto, gat bucca Take that fucka Lay flat sucka I'm the Negro, amigo Get every bay from Tampa to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I'm in the blow range, no matter where he go I'm that homie Gat on me I'm the kid not that phony Anybody that know me Knows im here to get that money! Yeah!
[Missy Elliott] Heeyyyy! Now get that money, keep them rims spicheeeeyyy! 24 shoes on my Hummer, and they fitting tiiigghhtt! Fabolous and Missy, Sickalicious righhhhtttt. If you a hater make my gun go (Fabolous: Blocka, blocka, blocka, blow!)
[Fabolous] They call me F-A-B, O-L-O U-S, you just lay down slow! (Nigga) Know this before this, trey pound blow (Uh-Huh) Spit game, get dames to lay down low (Ohh!) I'm da poppy cholo, the cops say the tops on the drops is to low I shop till I drop, when I'm coppin new clothes Bop in the hop, but don't stop to use hoes I'm that new dude, that include Making sure silencers in the gat is screwed With an it don't even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I'm that young boy, that slung boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy I'm still leaving niggas, at one choice So run when you hear, that gun noise! (Blat!)
[Missy Elliott] You say you rich, then come and talk that shit to me (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) Buy your DVD's and TV's, but I like shoes on my Jeep (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) 24-inch wheels, and a good gold grill in the front (Blacka, blacka, blacka, blacka) Gotta closet made for big clothes Gotta do more then treat me to lunch
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[Fabolous] They call me William H period Bonnie I ride in a seven series with Tommie's I make another on of America's hotties And I'm that serious mommy I'm the one, like the Jet Li flick The private jet ski's sick The motors on the jet ski's quick The clips in the sets be thick And I done slipped more shots in then Gretzky's stick I'm the one like Penny Hardaway's number That's why dudes say it's hard to keep my broad away from ya Once your bitch, get the god 2-way number It'll be hard to get a Happy Father's Day from ya I'm the one, like the piece that's on Nelly's chain You can't reach me, I'm out of your celly range Bitch I'll even put canary's up in your belly chain And just to beat the traffic, hop in a helly main
(verse: fabolous) aint no tellin what this hip lowered do to me im feelin like i can do what i want now dip-low immunity shorty! just shake you hips slow and move wit me take a hit a this a sip slow and thoroughly youre sneakin out on you man tip-toein to the V cause i know you got him whipped though like wannabe lets put on a live strip show just you and me but girl, im lookin at them lips tough like who is he? they aint never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry so when i ask you "you wanna leave the zip-code?" say "sure" and be me We gon' party, till we laid in graves Sweat out our doobie braids and waves Then scream "hey-hey-hey yo" That groupie made her wait Cause when she seen the whips and chains She started talking 'bout she ready to be made a slave, c'mon
(chorus 2: fabolous (2X) this is my party so get fly if you want to get high if you want to cause i know you want to put your hands up as high as you want to and if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey-yo"
(verse: fabolous) i dont know about yall but we doin it over here all the glasses got liquid that brewin it over here cigars got somethin sticky thats glueing it over here ladies movin it over there movin it over here i can fit a few ina rovers rear we havin a good time dont ruin it overs this you see why we asks is to see ID cuase girls will do anything for some VIP access Me i relax this (easy) cause im used to ballin you could tell that these guys need practice but if it was a problem then i would confront you you saying "over" bet ya i say "you want to" but a pitcher that probably slugs, pitches and talk a put i ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look would youi believe most these bitches go bop up shook their asses pokin out like them picture in pop up book
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(verse fabolous) oh yeah! wes off the richter scale hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell if the ladies would show it off and thick as hell for my hustlers knockin off them bricks as well and everybody, up north thats sick in jail i probably fell yall send you all of the flicks in the mail the street family speed off six SL's to all them chicks at yale " hey-hey-hey-yo" shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well shake your asses back and forth as fast as hell and just from lookin at them thighs from the front view girl i know that these guys say they want you if i wake up in the sand clothes from yesterday same hoes from yesterday lightin clips to the same dro from yesterday her hangovers yesterday you aint mistaken we in benzs today but we had them range rovers yesterday
[Intro: Tamia] I think you're truely something special (Ooh) Just what my dreams are really made of (Dreams are really made of) Lets stay together you and me boy(Oh oh oh oh) There's no one like you around ohh baby
[Fabolous] Baby girl (You know that I love you yea-yes ooo oo) Desertstorm (Ohh ohh yea) Uh uh yea yea oh um
[Verse 1: Fabolous] I can't really explain it I'm so into you now I wanna be more than a friend to you now When they ask, I mention my babygirl in the interviews now And I don't bring the problems from the 90s into 2thou Theres no reason to have a friend or two now Cuz the kid's ready to tell you how he feel and a few vows Maybe, I speak in general now But girl, Imma do whateva jus to keep a grin on u now Where I go, they wear bikinis in the winter too now What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now? Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou On fifth ave shopping sprees and them dinners ta chow I aint concerned with other men will do now As long as when I slide up in you, you growl And any dude wit chu, He better be a kin of you now And I aint jealous, it's the principle now I'm so into you
[Chorus: Tamia] I really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I really like (I really like) What you've done to me (Done to me) I can't really explain it (Noo) I'm so into you (Hey)
[Verse 2: Fabolous] Come on ma It's more than a flashin I woulda traded it all in orderly fashion My villa in Florida we crashin Jus off the shore, so you can hear when the water be splashin(Oh baby) The Drop top 3 in a quarter we dashin Flawless diamonds in the water we flashin The money we oughta be stashin I make sure ever quarter be cashed in I can't really explain it My friends be thinkin I'm slippin These girls be thinkin I'm trippin What kinda weed he be smokin What typa drinks you be sippin Sweet thing Jus to think of you dippin Would have me wit the blues so hard You would think I was cripin(ooo) Now, you relaxin in the Benz Credit cards wit no limits So you don't worry about maxin when you spends But since you been asking bout the friends How'd you like it if, both our names had Jackson on the end (Yea baby oh I)
[Chorus: Tamia] I really like (I really like) What you've done to me (Done to me) I can't really explain it (I cant explain) I'm so into you (So into you) I really like (I really like) What you've done to me (Oooo yea) I can't really explain it I'm so into you
[Verse 3:Fabolous] I don't wanna trip, but truth is Girl the way you cook a steak Remind me of them strips in Ruth Chris You love my smile, no matta how chipped my tooth is Wit chu it aint because my whips is ruthless I don't sit on chrome, dipped, or deuces And you aint flattered by Canary's and VS dip tay seuces Couple ballas look dumb when they press you Five and sixes, you don't let them kinda numbas impress you Even though I was some what successful Bein a player was becomin too stressful But ever since, this superwoman has come to my rescue My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special That's why the Saint Bart by the villa been painted Just so we can really get acquainted The love is real, there's no way you can feel like it's tainted But I can't really explain it, uh yeah
[Chorus: Tamia] (Oh I) I really like (What you've) What you've done to me (Oo I can't really explain it) I can't really explain it I'm so into you (I'm so into you) I really like What you've (You ooo ohh) done to me I can't really explain it (Can't explain it) I'm so into you
[Outro: Tamia] I really like what I feel (Oooo ooo) When I'm with you (With you) You're a dream come true (You're oh yea yea) Don't you ever leave my side (Ever leave my side oh no no) Cuz it feels so right (Ooh baby ooh-oh I)
[Chorus: Tamia] I really like What you've done to me (What you) (Ooh I can't) I can't really explain it (Explain it) (I'm) I'm (So) so (Into) into you (You baby) I really like what you've done to me (You've done to me yea) I can't really explain it (Look what you've done to me no) I'm so into you
[Tamia] Oh I Really like Oh I can't No no no Into you I really like What you've done to me Really explain it
You know what? Everybody goes through some changes in life Some poeple change for the better, some poeple change for the worse But umm, some people need to make that change You know what I mean? Change is good sometimes. You know?
[Verse 1] Why would I change? I ain't never slide down a bad pole Even though I'm certified over plat's sold They say I'm different 'cuz I ride in a plat. Rolls But every time, we gotta ride don't this cat roll? I never snitch, and go and hide in a rat hole And I aint givin' you nothing besides what this gat hold No pride, I ain't that old Cut off a few, but kept a few girls I decide like I'm ?? It probably don't seem like a struggle But I used to dream that this thug'll balance beams just to smuggle It's funny same girls that didn't seem like they'd love you Is beggin'for your autographs ands screamin' to hug you It's crazy, same dudes that seem like they thug you Is prayin' on your downfall, schemin' to mug you And people that didn't give a fuck, is dreamin' to bug you And goin through' extreme's just to plug you, who really changed?
[Chorus] This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you If you got love for me, I still got love for you If you down for me, then I'm still down for you If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you If you won't ride with me, then I won't ride for you This game ain't change me, don't let it change you
[Verse 2] Why would I change? I didn't step out of Superman's phone booth To remind where I'm from, I look at my own tooth I'm speakin' the known truth I ain't been living the same, since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof Why would I feel like I'm a stranger? And why should I feel like I'm in danger? And I'm grindin' 'till I'm right Whether it's on the streets, or online tryna climb sites I ain't blind from the limelite, I had my mind and my rhymes right, and signed when the time's right People shouldn't be hateful, they should be grateful But fuck it, I guess I gotta keep my three eight full I'm playin, the game, like I'm, supposed Stayin, the same, like I'm, supposed Ghetto Fab in da house, hip hop hustler One million customers, and I still bust at ya
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[Verse 3] Why would I change when I get green like the Incredible Hulk? I've chilled with the richest people to the ghettoest folks Known a few ?? and met a few locs Made a few comments, and said a few jokes But it's gettin' me sick, someone prescribe me some medicine Before the fame, the vibe was way better then Some have even became rivals instead of friends Only two become liable for settlements I grew up watchin the Now they hate to see a nigga drivin' the better Benz That's why the clubs be, deprivin' to let us in They know the family bring knives and barettas in I'm thankful for being allowed, fans for being the crowd How could my head be in the clouds? It's strange, what the fame'll do But you know what? The only one who seen the change from the fame is you
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I'm the same nigga man Same nigga, that ridin' with you Niggas that's fuckin' with you I'm still fuckin' with you niggas The same nigga, these hoe's ain't like Now they on my dick right? Haha... shit is crazy Don't let this game change you nigga...
Yea, I ain't scared of you motherfuckers I ain't no killer right But y'all niggaz gon' make me one For real.. leave me alone, shit You fuckin with the wrong one brotha I'm telling ya
I'm sittin in the crib dreamin about killin ya with machine guns shotties and desert E dilligers putting a bullet as big as a battery through a niggaz anatomy and watchin him die slow you need full clips to push up in the joint when you in the kinda truck that I push up to the joint cuz theses motherfuckaz will push him to the point that you'll end up locked down doin push ups in the joint but they'll box you in the corner and you can throw ya fists up and act like you a boxer on his corner ride wit ya gun in your glove box instead of on ya you'll be six feet deep in one of them boxes if you wanna not me, I squeeze the clips drop from the handle till your remains is in a urn on top of the mantle till everybody scramble off the block like they Randall (run) till there's a murial on your block and some candles who wanna die?
[Chorus] I don't wanna kill no one but I ain't no motherfuckin punk I don't wanna kill no one but I ain't no motherfuckin chump I don't wanna kill no one but I ain't no motherfuckin clown cuz I'ma have to kill someone just to get some respeck
my teflons will have you screamin like wyclef jean (someone please call 9-1-1) but if they ever get the watch on my left arm ima have more bury than that guy stephon first they put that white seed over you brother then the newspapers put you all over the cover then you in a suit one hand cross over the other next you in the earth with the dirt over you brother a tinted hearse is what most men leave in followed by a limo full of family and close friends greavin when you pull the marijuana ima wanna kill you as bad as The Terminator wanted Sarah Connor but I'm loosin my patience fuck it send me to the island I could use a vacation now it's easy for me to understand how you could just kill a man
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I'd rather be judged by twelve Than carried by the six My gun ain't on my man, or carried by my chicks My gun ain't in my crib or carried in the six If I'm right here nigga, then this right here nigga Picture me putting my hearse like I ain't gotta a clip full a hollow tips to put in these jerks I might as well put in the work Spit em up outta herre and get em up outta here I got the juice like bishop had wit him That just don't give a fuck, semi Like ol' dog had wit him I'm sayin prayers for my enemy I hope god bless him before the fucker run into me I dunno, what the fuck has got into me But I know I don't want them slugs goin into me I'm just tryin to live my life So niggaz better give me my respect or give me life
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Look what you made me do man Look what you made me do man I didn't want it to come to the right But fuck it.. Niggaz will push you to that point man Niggaz will play with you so much man Aggravate you so much man That you wanna kill a nigga man Yea
[Fabolous] Unh (uh-huh unh) yea There's alot of money over here (Hahahahahaha) Ha Ha Unh (unh unh unh) Thats word to Brooklyn I'm back I don't know what the fuck is wrong with these niggas
[Verse 1] Maybe cause I'm eatin And these bastards fiend for my grub I carry pumps like I serve gasoline to these scrubs Have you seen my Aston leanin on dubs And they can't afford chrome so they puttin vasoline on they hubs I'm lookin for a girl with a ass like Trina to rub Take home and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub These niggas hate I'm movin so much cash and cream in the club And dont pass my green on my bub But I'm a fly nigga that don't do much to pull her and dick her Everyday I'm poppin a tab and pullin a sticker Everyday I'm switchin the tags and pullin up sicker Every "K" I'm loadin the mags with bullets to flicker And I aint hesitatin homie I'm pullin it quicker So you can act tough After a few pulls on some liquor Got em pullin on niggas And they won't be goin nowhere for a while They might as well pull out a snicker Ye-Ye-Yea
[Chorus] Forgive me father for I have sinned But look at all this money that I spend And look at all this jewlery that I'm in And look at all the places that I've been And look at all the women in those brims Look at the blue flames that I'm in I look at all the bullshit that theres been And if I had another chance I'd do it again
[Verse 2] Anywhere the kid move you know the hammers'll be with me Pokin out the shirt like a Pamela Lee titty I went on tour brought the samples of D wit me Came back a month later bought a Lambo for three-fifty Think I throw you grams if you read with me Just because you see me on the camera with P. Diddy Dammit we P-driddy?? Now I got G with me Along with the third leg that I be rammin in these bitties I keep the revolver you hope my gun'll jam But with the soap its gonna blam The info put freckles on your face like Opie Cunningham Thats why I'm watched by the Feds and scoped by Uncle Sam Dope and hunn-ed (hundred) grams rope and hunn-ed grams At the same time our artist get to open Summer Jam Hope you understand or use better sense These niggas dont want no beef they want lawsuit settlements Nigga!
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[Verse 3] I'm in a waggy with em passin by ya With a baby girl who suck harder than Maggie on a pacifier What I'm smokin'll have you aggie as your last supplier When you can smell it through the bag you know that's some fire Gettin stressed by these hotties is regular I got a magazine to press to your body like editors Test me somebody I'm beggin ya I got the gatling gun like Jesse The Body in Predator I'm a hustler I dont sling no rocks to the fiends now Got dudes who sit on corners like a boxer between rounds Any other dude who dish rocks want beef Cause I chop jobs bigger than Chris Rock front teef I'm the nigga tearin the walls up in your miss in exchange for a small cup of the Cris And while you at probation fillin a small cup full of piss I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a fist (Catch up!)
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Thats right I'll do it again nigga (unh yea) I'm a motherfuckin ghetto superstar nigga (unh) Desert Storm Street Family (unh) we here (yea) Young G's Salute (yea) Get this fuckin money man It's alot of fuckin money over here (yea) I don't know what the fuck you doin (unh unh yea)
Uh, yes I am often imitated But I am never duplicated, yeah Yes I am often imitated But I am never duplicated
[Verse 1] I can't deny it, you's a dick rider You can never flow like me, blow like me Why would a bitch like ya? She can see that I'm a fuckin rider, you a hitch hiker I'm walkin in some shoes, they can't make fit ya Got millions of paper that you can't take with ya I don't wanna talk and I can't take pictures Listen to your demo, I'll handshake with ya Excuse you, who's you? If I need a stunt double I'll use you Pardon y'all, I don't wanna step on y'all toes Seperate the authentic from the replica flows And the kid be places you could never be at So that can never be this, and this can never be that These niggaz got some audacity Sell some records as fast as me Or sell some tickets out as fast as me Motherfucker
[Chorus (x2)] Yes I am often imitated (yes he is often imitated) But I am never duplicated (but he is never duplicated)
So all that y'all can do is hate it
[Verse 2] None of these wannabes really come close I feel like I'm watchin the MTV show Christina Milian hosts Everybody know this brother got it Way before everybody and their mother got it They still wonder how he sound like he do If I was you, I'd wanna sound like me too 'Cause I got M's, they got G's and they all right But they not me They hear how I spit it on a station Now they wanna put me on they singles just to get an imitation No, I can't make an appearance Give you a cheap fee or break on a clearance I'm what your label hoped it could be That's why they trying to mould your little ass, into a sculpture of me With the ladies it'll be like leader, she like real Y'all trying to be like me and be like ill
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So all that y'all can do is hate it
[Verse 3] I'm real It's the way I talk, the way I walk It ain't my fault I won't let nothin' on two legs stop me 'Cause the real is always better than the bootleg copy Like I ain't show 'em the white and yellows at the same time Throw backs and pin wheels at the same time Like I'm scared to drop at the same time I'll show you how to do this young'n I ain't frontin' These Jordan's ain't comin' It ain't nothin' Keep the complaints comin' Can't hop on my bandwagon Jump in my blue flames You should not try, you are not I It's the dude with the Grammy grin It's no relation if it ain't a street family kin So won't the real Fabolous please stand up Please stand up Please stand up
All my love is all I have All my life I look for you
[Verse 1 - Fabolous] I'm just Fab, I see how Mary be now But I can barely be found And I rarely be round But when I do, the jury be drowned And you can see how clear the Pile Vase, and the Canaries be now The top on the 5 series be down And I'm chillin' where them little houses on the prairie be now Although there was a time I would barely see fowls But I'm gettin' a multi-million dollar yearly fee now Girls, don't even know me, want to marry me now Dudes, I thought was homies, want to bury me now That's why I keep a bulletproof vest, no matter where we be now And I carry three pounds, and nearly three rounds I take whatever the verdict from the jury be now Rather than friends, it's pallbearers that carry me round Everybody staring unnecessarily now But there's no tints on my lights, so you can clearly see now
[Chorus - Mary J. Blige] All my love is all I have And my dreams are very special All my life I looked for you And today your dream come true You need me and I need you Lovin' us is very special Lovin' life and life and livin' Your very special
[Verse 2 - Fabolous] Ya'll can never be built like me, even if ya'll look at my blueprint But since ya'll watches look like its movement I'll show you how video games look on the new Sprint Flip out digital screens, look in the new Bent 100 and flat screens, look in the new Pint Even our Air Forces lookin' to new tints I stay away from anythin' that look like a nuisance But ya'll gotta peep this rookie
Dont try to fuck wit me yall Cause you cant Uhh, I stay way ahead of the game Ya know, Catch me if you can nigga Uhh, Haha
[Verse 1] Throwback this, Throwback that It aint where you from its where you wear ya throwback at I rock the Reds Pete Rose when I'm in the 'Natti And 4X, You cant see the semi-automatti When I'm in the Chi' you think they aint that shocked To see the kid roll through in the St. Pats Socks So pull out the Chicago and the script to wear on Soul Train The Bulls, When Mike had hair and a gold chain I get the Spirit in St. Louis, How could the god lose I do back flips in the Ozzie Cardinals They love me in Cleveland, Everytime I travel there I'm in the Indians or that Cavaliers When I hit Minnesota, That kid from Brooklyn wear The Vikings or the Timberwolves from Garnett's rookie year And in Milwaukee I had to pimp it and go back 20 years with the Bucks and Brewers throw backs
[Chorus] Throwback this, Throwback that They even look better with the matching hat All you gotta check is the players stats It aint where you for its where you wear ya throwback at Throwback this, Throwback that They even look better with the matching hat All you gotta check is the players stats It aint where you for its where you wear ya throwback at
[Verse 2] I might charge through San Diego with the bolts on my shoulder Rock the Trailblazer warm-up, Cause Portland gets colder And even the pimps be jealous When I'm in the floor seat at the Forum in the M.P.L.S. And they be askin' what teams on the kid chest This the Rams before they moved to the Midwest When I'm in the Bay with it, I dont play with i
[Fabolous talking] Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, Yeah Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta Look at them gangstas
[Verse 1] Fab's livin' la vida loca Only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca Nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear DEA been lookin' for proof since 9-3 When I came thruogh in the Benz with the roof behind me Tell them jake's through on bullet proof's and find me You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me Who the fuck wanna beef My Fendi knits be [3X] so you can't see whats tucked underneath And I might not even drop Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop "Vivrant Thing" on my hip, that will make you "Breathe and Stop" Rock ya chain in ya shirt, Your roll (Rollie) with the sleeve on top You niggas know where my heat stay at I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin where the Heat play at C'mon
[Chorus] Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta
[Verse 2] Niggas don't think I'm still shavin crack Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack Baugettes have my face and beard covered And I keep a Leathal Weapon like Mel Gibson and Dan Glover Now I lose V Money and C Lo And the cops think me and Muggs is G Money and Nino I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes Rather put them on Greyhound, Strap these honey's with kilo's Type of gangsta every chick wants I get Nike's from Aster you won't see hit the store for 6 months Something bout the Beamer [X5] When I come through it be increasing a skeo's sex drive Half the click look like they stuck Genisis up The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up Im never gone hate, Half these artists never slum weight When they call NY, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8
[Chorus] Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta
[Verse 3] I lay low on the other side of the globe Carat's hangin out the side of my lobe Pull in ya drivers side and unload They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed On side of the road With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya Rove (Rover) y'all niggas ain't gangstas til' y'all ridin And Fed's tell ya hit a chick once and she runnin back like Fred Taylor Im snatchin everything in the PJ's now Thats why most these niggas is workin' with the DA's now If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5 Keepin' it Gangsta If I'm with a hoochie freak or a dime in Gucci sneaks Keepin' it Gangsta If I'm probally in the hood or I'm in Hollywood Keepin' it Gangsta If I spit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat Keepin' it Gangsta
[Chorus] Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta
