Double Up

[mase]
What what
For my family, nigga
This for my family, nigga
H-world in here (yeah)
All out in here (yeah)
Bad boy in here (yeah)
Some nigga's don't never learn
Don't never learn, uh

You know we used to see eye to eye, now it's just hi and goodbye
You gon' go against the fam', damn, why you wanna die?
I know where you reside right there on the east side
Street wise, i don't just roll alone we ride
Loon all smoked up, meeno wanna rob you
J might feel you, hud wanna kill you
Mase wanna let it slide, stase wanna get you high
And walk you in that wrong building
Now you at the wrong place, and it's at the wrong time
You got a long face cuz now you see this long nine
But whatchu lookin' scared for, nigga?
You only in some things you ain't prepared for
It ain't that you not my man, but mase my man more
And family is the only thing i stand for
Blinky blink, yo, i know alotta nigga's tell you this, dog
But i would die for you nigga

1 - [mase & harve]
Blood is thicker than all this shit
Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
The money or these hoes
Blood is thicker than all this here
Cuz anything you love in life
You can't take it when you go

Blood is thicker than all this shit
Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
The money or these hoes
You know blood is thicker than all this here
You heard me, blood is thicker than all this
Blood is thicker than all this, blood is thicker than all this

[mase]
I'll be whatever you call this
I'm cash money like them hot boys in new orleans
That thin vest you got on, slugs'll go through all this
And burn, so when you see me salute and fall in
I'm real and only the real would understand me
Got love for my nigga's that's why the chicken's can't stand me
Wasn't for your mami i woulda got the grammy
But that's what nigga's get goin' against they family
Know a boy dealin' with stase, get dealt with manly
Whatchu think the cops could do, come and can me
Bell was plan a, nigga's go wit plan b and end no where
Cuda love or cardan, bein what about dre
That's my nigga, going against stase i clap my nigga
When money involved it get solved with automatics
You don't mess wit' me, you mess wit' hud and there you have it

Repeat 1

And truthfully a nigga can't do nuthin' to me
On the real you know my nigga b.i.g. used to school me
Said never do a show for less than a qt
If a nigga get to you, he gon' get through me
And if a mugger move wrong i put one in his coffee
If a nigga shoot at you, you know he gotta shoot at me
More then less, my mother used to warn me for the best
Said mase, nigga's gon' love you, nigga, long as you fresh
Long as you hot, long as you cop
Long as you not that nigga who be doin' never come through the block
But think about it now mase, who wouldn't love you alot
You take nigga's around the world with girls suckin they cock
But just because a nigga ride witchu, fly witchu, high witchu
That don't mean when bullets come he gon' die witchu
It be them niggas you be knowing that long
You be killed, run up the block with your new rolley on
Don't be quick to flip a nigga brick and spend what's on
Cuz if they recognize you stole them pots, bring the war
Now you could skate now or stick around
But don't be afraid to call the name when this all go down
You feelin' me now?
Cuz if i'm showing you something that you never seen
Then you gon' shake when you see this dusty m-16 come off the shelf
I know we kill for what but what they brought
Nigga we came to kill you, got the gun put in sto'
And what about the block nigga's, can't get nuthin' in his coat
Cuz them the same nigga's we took 'em on, they wanted to smoke
So leave them niggas there

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I'm a harlem world nigga (fuck harlem world)
I'm a bk nigga (fuck bk)
I'm a bx nigga (fuck bx)
I'm a qb nigga (fuck qb)

I'm a long island nigga (fuck long island)
I'm a jersey nigga (fuck jersey)
I'm a down south nigga (fuck down south)
I'm a up north nigga (fuck up north)
I'm a west coast nigga (fuck the west coast, yo)
I'm a east coast nigga (fuck east coast)
I'm a midwest nigga (fuck the midwest)
I'm a a-t-l nigga (fuck a-t-l)

Where all my bad boy nigga's (fuck bad boy)
Where all my ruff ryder nigga's (fuck ruff ryder)
Where all my suave house nigga (fuck suave house)
Where all my cash money nigga (fuck cash money)

Where all my harlem world nigga's at (fuck harlem world)
Where all my tennesee nigga's at (fuck tennessee)
Where all my chi-town nigga's at (fuck chi-town)
Where all my st. louis nigga's at (fuck st. louis)
Where all my b'more nigga's at (fuck b'more)
Where all my philly philly nigga's at (fuck philly, yo)
Where all my va nigga's at (fuck va)
Where all my north cackie nigga's at (fuck north cack)
Where all my south cackie nigga's at (fuck south cack)
Where all my la nigga's at (fuck la, yo)
Where all my texas nigga's at (fuck texas, yo)
Where all my detroit nigga's at (fuck detriot)
Where all my miami nigga's at (fuck miami)
Where all my little rock nigga's at (fuck little rock, yo)

Yo', i ain't gon' be screamin' all these nigga's names
Man, i'm outta here

Sample from "oh daddy" by natalie cole (in fast speed)

1 - [nc] oh daddy
You know you make me cry
[mase] you make me cry, too
[nc] how can you love me
I can't understand why
[mase] i just wanna know why

[nc] oh daddy
You know you make me cry
[mase] you make me cry, too
[nc] how can you love me
I can't understand why
[mase] i just wanna know why

You think i wanna see you cryin'?
You think i want you when you need not one more doll
Then gettin' scared everytime you hear them sirens
Hear niggaz open fire and
Think your baby dead, front of a hydrant
But it's gon' to be a time when
Ain't gon' be no more wineing
No more dining, no more diamonds
No reclining, no more expensive violins
And i'mma probably be the one that's cryin'
According to my mother, if you wanna know if a girl love you
All you gotta do is make her suffer
Stop spending, stop givin' her the minks and linen
You will see if this girl gon' be with you to the ending
Cuz floatin' in the drop, it be all good
And when you come in on the block, it be all good
Givin' her money to shop, it be all good
But when you get broke dead pop, is it all good, huh?

Repeat 1

You know you startin' to act just like these bitches
Every fuckin' night with these bitches
Whatchu doin' fighting with these bitches
They like me for my riches, you like me for me
That's the reason i gave you keys to my v
See you be whipping my benz
But you still wanna listen to your friends
And them gon' be the same bitches with me in the end
You look at your neck, what you see plenty of ice?
Then you think these hoes don't envy your life?
They wanna lay in brazil, spend a day in the hills
It ain't hard to shop all day and pay the bills
Fuck the way you feel
And keep it all real i wrote your name on my will
And yo', that's real
You think a nigga cheatin' cause i don't be all in your ass
You think them your friends
I cut you off, all them'll laugh
See my shit right there, put it all in the bag
You ain't gotta say shit to me again, just call me a cab
I'm out

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Now good thing i ain't a nigga who get way open
And fall for a chick that live way in oakland
You pay for a trip, she lay up on an ocean
Then you find out this girl playin' with your emotions
I had this one chick turned out a dumb chick
Cause all she ever did for me was some dumb shit
But i could peep how mommy used to be foul
And everytime i hang up the phone she would redial
But it takes more for mase to flip
I'm the first one to want out this relationship
Save that jeep receipt, just in case you shit
You wanna fuck with my friends, take your pick, uh
You wanna do your thing, do your thing then
But don't be feignin' when you see me minglin'
Running up saying you love me and don't know the meanin'
When i walk away i could hear the girl screamin'

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Repeat 1 until fade while:
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why
I just wanna know why

You know i wanna know why
You know i wanna know why
You know i wanna know why

[intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(h-world)
What, what, what
(all out)
What, what, what, what, what
(take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what, what, what, what
Yo, this for my niggas in the streets
(what what what what)
Foreign cars and the jeeps
(what what what what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a week
(what what what what)
When i can't forget that we all still street

Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision
Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know
See i'm pushed to the point that i put something down
And i stand over your head, like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, "mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when i come, i leave no prints nigga
And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga, nigga

1 - yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And i know you ain't as smart as you think
(take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And i know you ain't as smart as you think
(take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think

Yo, yo
Not only do i know the rights, i know the wrongs
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the song
And if you claim you a nigga that know me long
And you should know i'mma die with my rolley on
I ain't no punk, i ain't no chump, i ain't no whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you niggas are blimp
And every bitch in every state know mase is the pimp
See i'm unlike the ones who fail you, when i know where you
Live, i'mma send my kid to take care of you
I'll bring it to my man if he try to spare you
I'd tie something up if i wanted to scare you
Make it where your own shadow won't stand near you
And they send the trauma unit to come repair you
Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car
Who you are

Repeat 1

Yo, yo
You can't never love a man so much you can't doubt him
Let him know certain shit you gotta do without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go about it
See i never kill a man, and i do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha fucka know i'm angry
Cuz when i get caught and they come arraign me
It be a surprise witness that come to hang me
I figure, if i'mma do it, i'mma do it my way
Set 'em on sunday, have 'em by friday
Then sunday, i'mma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday i'm off the exit
All i wanna find out is where the complex is
And by tuesday i'm sittin' in the complexes
All i wanna find out is where the address is
And by wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the knee
A nigga tried to run away and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital, not critical
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole block wit' you
Friday hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as you get home and put the key in the door
Click, clack, now get on the floor, i told you nigga

Repeat 1 until fade

[mase]
Yo, i look scared? huh?
Teamsters, i look scared in here? huh?
When i go through the hood do i tuck my chain in? huh??
Do i be in the hood with bodyguards? i thought not
Now look what y'all made me do
I was just good wit' my shiny suit
I wasn't botherin' nobody
I was just throwin' my rollie in the sky
Now look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Lood what you made me do
I ain't even here to play wit' you

What, what, wanna blow, what
Yo, mase hop out the blue lex wit' about two tecs
Spit fourteen got about two left
If one vest is thin then rock two vest
Triple platinum and only in the u.s
I'm the harlem-world-slash-all-out-dot-com
My con, if you could buy cris' then why buy don
All you cats at rah-rah-betty-dot-com
Wanna see a hundred grand then look at my arm
You think i wanna take this too far in a rugar
Put a hollow bullet through y'all
Have cats at ya wake come out of new york
And ya body in the salt lake out in utah
So you are feel good, leave the country
And then all you are, spain, baggage claim and they yellin' bonsoir
You think i'm comfy, think mase won't go home free
Think i'm satisfied make 20 grand monthly
Wanna lump me, walk through clubs they bump me
Wanna tell all they bone chickens how they jump me
They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me
While they ot, i'm o.c., i'm out the country

1 - [mysonne]
Uh, uh, uh
If you love me, i love you
The same way you trust me, i trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, i'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you

Nigga, if you love me, i love you
The same way you trust me, i trust you
The same way you hug me nigga, i'll hug you
The first time it's fuck me nigga, it's fuck you
Fuck you

[mase]
Yo, being at the wrong place at the wrong time
Get some cowards killed and some get long time
I roll wit cats who would roll for me
Bust a gun for cats who will bust for me
Did some wrong, i did some right
I lived the life, sometime i think what will my kids look like
Rarely talk even wit a chick i like
I'm here 'till thursday, don't make me switch my flight
Don't get your moms caught in the middle of the night
Don't look good for your son but the kid could fight
And yo, you can't prolong but for so long
When it's god playin', no man could hold on
Nigga, i be real when the act be over
See you at the light and snatch your black rover
Cook my coke and crack without the shoulder
And don't mind bustin' a gat without a motive

Repeat 1 while:
Double up, double up
What, what, my teamsters
What, what, my teamsters
What, what, all out
Uh, it don't stop
Yeah, ya don't stop, what
Uh, uh, uh
Yo, yo

You know alot of people talkin' 'bout doin' the kid
Never leave witnesses that knew what i did
You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best
Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in the vest
Cat cosign and get the five that's left
Want suicide nigga, i provide your death
No nigga's in the street that die for less
So why confess? we won't leave alive
Unless you keep your feet up frontin' in the jeep
Cuz nigga's who i'm wit spit nothin at your feet
Red dot head shot, fluorescent green beam
For them niggas who test my team
And when your joint jam, my joint'll bust
I kidnap friends cuz the money is a must
And to be real wit' you i feel for you
Cuz two to the head is how i deal wit you
I ain't playin'

Repeat 1 while:
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (what)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (what)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga (what)
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
I don't even know you, nigga
Big shyne
Myse
Wanna blow
H world
The movement
The teamsters
Uh, all out
That's what family means
Ain't nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Nobody else count
Straight fam'
You ain't family, nigga?
I don't even know you, nigga
What, what, what
Take it how you wanna take it
Take it how you wanna take it

[intro]
Hey yo, dogs, for real?
I'm yo' man but you got the address up
Cuz now you got chicks talk' "what the fuck"
"what the fuck", "what the fuck"

[mase]
You know somebody swung on me & cut me?
(come on come on come on)
You know somebody pulled a gun on me or robbed me?
(come on come on come on)
Is they stoppin' my money? (hell no)
(come on come on come on)
Then it ain't no problem here
(come on come on come on)
C'mon i ain't wit that man
(yeah, what, what)
Just throw my b back on

Yo, yo, yo
You know my mission ain't complete
'till i hit the city with a 600 jeep
Hardest nigga from all out you wanna meet
Hash in the dash with heat under the seat
Chased kate 52 states straight
But still ain't nothin' sweet
I took a year off to let the young nigga's eat
Everybody wit' me want bucks
Walk around platinum linked up
With money like brink trucks
Shit get too hot? puff, put the minks up
Come back in the summertime like fuck it, it's summertime
All out tattoo's over wife beaters
Get mail branson, never buy reefer
Bentley five seater, it's all for real
First rapper to close down a mall with a mil'
The clothes, the hoes, the cars that flaunt
Plus the money so i'm on nigga one
Talk to me

1 - [total]
If you don't fuck with me
Like i don't fuck with you
It ain't much for us to talk about

Cuz you don't fuck with me (yo, yo, yo, yo)
And you know i don't fuck with you
So all i can say (uh uh)
Is stay out my way

[mase]
Don't take much to wake up, taped up
Fuck the district, i live in jacob
Hit a nigga, bitch nigga, kiss and made up
See me without puff, try to get your weight up, uh
Ain't nuttin' between you and me
And on the real, nuttin' you could do wit me
I got cats that'll find you and leave you
Pull that hoodie over your head
And put five in your ceasar
Doubt me now and die a believer
Run and catch bullets like a wide receiver
When the war's on, put your gloves and your gore's on
Teflon hard hat nigga, put it all on
Beef no more that's what other nigga's for
I got a fam' that love to go to war
Love to get locked up, love pickin' the odds up
Love not comin' home, love to be boxed up
I'm from a town where kids could pop up
Little punks in garbage bags, body all chopped up
I'll come around your block knowin' you got popped up
Arms are rocked up, bentley wit' the top up
Uh, you don't stop, come on

Repeat 1 while:
What, what, what
Yeah yeah yeah what what what
You don't like me nigga? (what the fuck?)
You wanna fight me nigga? (huh? huh?)
Stop frontin' nigga (you frontin' nigga)
Uh

[mase]
Yo, one, two, three, four
Everybody on the floor
You see grams, i'mma see craters
By the time you see land i'mma see acres
Drop another cd just to see paper
And before you see me you'll see the maker
All i see is more chances, more advances
More houses, no spouses, more beaches
Wild thugs around me and no leechin'
When they gun's out played, there'll be no reachin'
Ballin' in dirty south wit' no creases
And all i see is more f-in' iced out jesus pieces
The rock over sean john fleeces
You never love the money like we love it
Pay the chick sucka, and let her teeth touch it

All out
Bad boy forever
The movement
What

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Repeat 1

[intro]
Yo, since i been in this game, yo
Alot of funny shit that happend with these hoes, man
And this shit i'm 'bout to tell you myse
Is a true story, puff know the bitch, uh, yo

[mase]
You know i don't wanna come across foul
I'm only telling you about my lifestyle
I had a girl named kate i date in georgia state
Girl named samantha i met in clark, atlanta
I even knew these girls named laura and yvette
Switched up giving me head in georgia tech
Now flip the script, mess with girls that strip
Give 'em tips just so i can feel i'm they "his"
They like, mase i like your eyes and i love your lips
I'm like, that ain't enough to make you sit in the six
She said mase, lot of things i wanna teach you 'bout
If i tell you my past, it'll freak you out
Save your dough, you know i wanna treat you out
Fuck sucking your dick, i wanna eat you out
I'm like whoa now, slow down
You remind of these young chickens i knew from uptown
Got a butt like this girl that worked in motown
So if we ain't gonna fuck then where we go now
I don't move too fast, you move too slow
You wasn't saying this just a moment ago
You was sitting at the bar just spending my dough
You owe me something bitch, you gon' blow me or something
She said this thing you need to know before we fuck
I ain't like all these other sluts
And if i told you i was a virgin you wouldn't believe me
I know getting pussy for you is easy
You hit every bitch from antee to a tuskeegee
Plus you know i know your girlfriend kiki
And for a moment honey tried to freak me
But being the man i am i'm still in pimp mode
Could tell she was harlem 'cause i seen her zip code
And then she started showing me pictures of flipmode
So i'm with my man and you know we gon' discuss her
All i could hear is him sayin', don't trust her
You know her lil' cousin fuck with usher
Plus her best friend got a baby from busta
So i layed back and peeped the ho'
It's her word against his, i can't believe the ho'
Yo, i only knew this girl from a weekend ago
And i figure she a freak, cease would know
So i called up my nigga, i'm like cease what up (what up)
Is she a freak, nigga?
Cease been fucked, but cease admitted
Yo, that he ain't even hit it, now y'all i really don't get it
And she tried to play mike like he's some nigga in a civic
And sucked puff dick for some budweiser tickets

Yo, you believe this bitch, yo?
She sucked his dick for some budweiser tick..
That bitch gonna give me my shit b, word up (section 622)
I'm not even fucking playing
I bet you she give me my watch back though, i bet that (row 40)
And all my fucking ice better be in it, too
(seat a, seat b, enjoy the show)
Matter of fact, i want my fucking couch out that shit b
Word up, tell your sis get my fucking couch b
I ain't fucking playing