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1. _ Up To Speed
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2. _ I Do
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3. _ The Heat
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4. _ Hands Up, Lay Down
Hands up, lay down
Count to ten before you get up off the ground
When you do you disappear like the matrix
But if you don't then my brother will leave you waste
Hands up, lay down
Count to ten before you get up off the ground
When you do you disappear like the matrix
But if you don't then my brother will leave you wasted
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5. _ Call the Police
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We keep bombing like this...
They can call the police
And if we can keep making all this noise
They're gonna call the police
We wake up our neighbors
People got to go to work
And if we can keep making all this noise
They're gonna call the police
Hit it up against the wall like a beast
Hit it out in hall like freak
How we're doing what we're doing
I don't see anybody up in the building
I got no sleep
How we're gonna get all these people out
Noise bumping up against the
And they ? somebody gonna
Call off the landlord
I'm a freak up in the sheets
Especially when I'll be fucking up to the beat
The neighbors said if we keep it up
They're gonna have to call the police
And we're gonna be up in the streets
Cause I act like a fool
When my chick gets so ? when she wants
?
You're about to, this hotel if you keep on screaming
You're about to ? out the crib if you keep on screaming
Making love is terrific
Whenever I hit her
We never knew how loud we were
We make noise too much turn the radio up
?
[Chorus]
I'm gonna hit it now
We can do all night
Baby turn around
On the bed line
On the coach line
On the floor line
?
We better stop all this noise
They're gonna mess around
They're gonna call these boys
I get bombing in the house
I get everybody in the room ?
And all of my neighbors
They would be ?
And if we decide from some liquor
Let me see where I can find some from
The damage I can do ? guarantee
Somebody call the 911
All the freaky noise that you make ?
Let me put this ? in the face
You're gonna wake somebody up
Even though I paid the rent for the crib
I don't really wanna cause a ? because
? domestic violence
So we got to do it in silence
[Chorus]
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6. _ Cocaine
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down, serve it on the corner.
They taste it, they taste it they comin' right back
Comin' right back, yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
This for them white girl movers,
Big dreams of makin a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try ta' catch the six o' clock mornin' rush,
I bet them niggas down the street ain't servin' more then us.
They look like 20's but I'm chargin' the customer 10,
They give-aways just to lure a few customers in.
Cocaine,
That's why its Bently Coupe time,
Dick, them niggas tippin', look at the soup line.
All day they be servin' them 50 packs,
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks,
Caz I know somebody who can come right over the border
That be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down, serve it on the corner.
They taste it, they taste it they comin' right back
Comin' right back, yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
This lil' nigga think he Pablo,
The whole thing in the panel of the car door,
Cocaine.
And even though we from Chicago,
Some kinda way he can get that overseas cargo.
And if you stop the connection he got then he has others,
Twins from Miami, I call 'em the Diaz brothers.
Got a killa squad, in the mob he the boss,
How you want it? 'cause he got the hard and the soft.
Cocaine,
They call him shawty blanco,
Junior El (Chavo?), in that Murcielago.
Cocaine,
That right connection to them poppy seeds,
'Cause he know someone that'll go wherever poppy be.
Cocaine,
And no the knot don't stop,
'Cause these niggas is go get it from the doc to the block.
And these tips gon' be open,
And these hypes gon' be floation,
I don't put too much on it, so it can stay potent.
I got that...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down, serve it on the corner.
They taste it, they taste it they comin' right back
Comin' right back, yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, fuck nigga play wit me get shot,
Pow-pow-pow from a coupe to a drop BEEP
(cocaine) big guap, nigga 18 bands will get 1008 grams of that block.
Fresh up out the pot, I call it water whipped,
Hit it wit the soda make that dope do a karate flip.
Five turn to ten, now that's a Maserati flip.
240 months, now that's a whole lotta years,
M6 Camaro, now that's a whole lotta gears,
Hit him wit the choppa make his family shed a lotta tears.
I'm a North Memphis nigga, we weighed everything,
Send them boys in Chi-town they like to gang bang,
? know the flo' do too.
Nigga imagine what I been through,
Shawty shot at niggas who, went to war wit me & my crew.
Gotti them niggas aint pimp like you, they aint real like you, they ain't trill like you.
They ain't sellin no bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down, serve it on the corner.
They taste it, they taste it they comin' right back
Comin' right back, yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
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7. _ Darkness
You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!
Nigger got me fucked up,
Kicking on my horse like I wouldn't leave a nigger punch drunk
Went around talking all tuff chump
Fuck around and get stuffed up
Better believe if a nigga tred ninety fuck
Beat him up, cause a nigger tries his luck,
Beat him up, while a nigger try to duck
But when I line him up ill be fireing him up
Like two lines of dust
I'm gonna be two glocks with it I'm cock aim ready to pop with it
If the bullets gone rain get ready to drop mane nigga got dat fifty
And if a nigga thinking that I'm kidding
I gotta slug, whith your name on it hommie you can come get it
And you give nigger the blame, cause you're the one that did it,
When niggers start shit they recon a nigga wont finish
Give him shots in the face, like a Dennis I'm a menace
I'm gonna make sure a mother fucker feel it.
Soon as a nigga get into my business
Only got a couple seconds till his blood start spilling
Fuck you'll figure reckless and cold but a hole in one of you'll bitches
Half of you'll whoe's the other half snitches matter of fact fuck it
All of you'll get it Leave no witness
Your fucking with the mother fucking realist
Ill be fucking with them killers, killers
The niggers on the block with them glocks
Steady running from the cops drug dealing
He ill be thinking that his hard .
Till I hit him in his heart and his body fell apart like syphilis.
You don't want to swap bullets with the mob
You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna be around when the reaper comes,
You don't wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
And a nigga got heat just run
You don't wanna get into it
With a nigga that straight black out
Nigga you really don't want to take that route
Fucking with a nigga that star right jump out
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
Don't talk that shit now!
Automatic shots at the enemy while I'm screaming out bitch die
Shoulda woulda hooda let your fists fly
Did you think that you will die while you were this high?
Did you think the streets sweeper will make you look at the reaper
Then take a peak at death and your soul when it got cold?
Did you think that you ever would take a good look at The God through a black whole?
See me hooded semi automatic when niggas thinking there hard to the fullest
I'm a pull it on the mob I'm a pull it
I will put I slug in your chest and watch you slide for the bullet
While chockin' on the blood
Try na get that money from me but I was quicker I caught him with a slug
And on his shoulder was some blood and I'm give no enemy some love
And I hope your boy is a thug
See if he charges ye,
See if his on mark
See if he got the heart to do what he gotta do.
Like he a G like he a G
You can forget about it!
I'm off the chain like a fifth of Hennessey
Or like a pimp be when he see
A nigga try tip sweet
Let your lips speak, see the clip leak
When inflect heat leave a mother fucker up shits crack
Pop one of the beats, kill one of the souls,
Murder one for that shit you should be ready to fight for
Got something might get shot twice for
Me and my garage is infamous.
You don't wanna spark the emphasis,
On a pistol that could make it pitch black in the room.
You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna be around when the reaper comes,
You don't wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
And a nigga got heat just run
You don't wanna get into it
With a nigga that straight black out
Nigga you really don't want to take that route
Fucking with a nigga that star right jump out
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!
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8. _ Sweat'n While You Waiting
Yeah, yeah, just how long little momma? I'm coming through in a minute
Done here, put that little pink thang on for me, through, twister
I'll have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for me
You sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting for me [x2]
I see little momma in the mood, she thinkin about you, she really want bad
Body ready for kissin and huggin and the bear but... call you dad
Listen what you gonna be spending because the words coming out of my mind is pow
My hat... I get you... even through you got out the shower
He gonna be the a last an hour so you gotta... twisted to get freaky
Body dripping with sweater you listen the cutter I bust you go nuts if you see me
I wanna pick her out of the mouth when she wrecking another motherfucker to hit it against the hair tool
And if they let me gonna be fucking with then let my music get prepared for
Scrip from my shot shot caulder,.. fucking with a boulder
The ice... marvey get with the flow, I can turn a room with a bear to a sauna
And never tells you it's a celebration because you're about to be the one girl
And you gonna... and listen to me, you wait for me to come and I'm about to beat it up
I'll have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for me
That's right, sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting for me [x2]
Now even through you're not so classy, you see... when I talk so nasty
And I love it when you tell your secret to telly cause you take it out so sassy
Look how I touch you when I spike that juice, mmm, do you like that boob?
And I got up in the strawberry's a whip cream, cause I be loving the way you wipe that fruit
I take of piece of them then put it right back, to squeeze the... back
And I go down and lick it at the crime,.. you don't know how to act
So does... and you be waiting, nobody be sweating but your heart be racing
... time's a crime, but you're trying to exercise your patience
Then I pull up the acupuncture looking... while I'm acting...
Then she's telling me the topper, the topper, the topper, until I give away
She sais I never let the white... alone and take me home and make me more
Cause I be coming with the shit that makes you hot
I think you better turn the AC on
I'll have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for me
Oh yeah, sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting, sweating and you waiting for me [x2]
I know you're hot
It's another one for ya, some of you can bump in night
When you're getting ready for whoever to come do that
You all know how Twista does it
2010 gmg baby.
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9. _ Back To the Basics
I'm about to take everybody back to the basics
I'm gonna occur
Because a mother fucker put these rappers in the matrix
But there is beauty in the dark
Just put it into your mouth and the flow is mmm
Like that when you taste it
Come on niggers like a disciple of death
You may think of poppin'
I may be right for your neck
Your mother may as well call a funeral house
So she can write them a check
So how you feelin' me the trilogy
The horror is how to be good
So they'll be calling me Jason
Ops I mean Jason More
Niggers got to pay some more fees
Hard enough to put it with the thermometer from another planet
I can live
A comet hit the planet with a minimal
Astronomer because I'm out in the Galaxy
Challenge me
Follow you to a corridor at four in the morning
So I can horrify you
My boys are sayin'
So you know I got to give them all
Then I'm gonna be
Run around like a serial killer
Fuck them all
Niggers are never gonna be next to this
I'm gonna roll
I'm gonna blow up the city
Your place and throw up shit in your face
Like the
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Now let's take shit back to the basics
How we used to do shit
With the original sound
And still somehow come on with that new shit
Talk about the way �¢?�¦ respect in the streets no more
Don't call with the heat no more
'Cause I'm really get up and eat no more
Nowadays niggers are acting like a love in the dime
Used to be some respect
But now they just kill by mistake
Because Benjamin Franklin is driving them nuts
Everybody around you 'cause that nigger may fuck
Don't need to be no killers in your family..
'Cause the nigger might touch you
System recession �¢?�¦ hard in the streets
So a nigger comes hard on the beats
No order in the hood
I remember when niggers were given too
And they were happy to take problems
Now they don't give a fuck how the ? you know
What you are
Now they only care if you got that
And if you love one of these bitches
You're sitting on.
South side murderer
Is the west side killer
Up north
What they release
Believe in you
Fuck up anybody who's trying to do demos
So I'll carry a piece
But I don't wanna shut it
'Cause I already seen some niggers in jail
Instead I had them on a cell phone
I be brother well gone
Got to show a different way to give it
Instead of full of hatred
You'll get smack in face with
Reality if we don't get back to the basics
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