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6 Minutes Of Death

アーティスト:Joe Budden  アルバム:Mood Muzik 2 (Can It Get Any Worse?) 

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(feat. Jae Millz & Stack Bundles) [Jae Millz] Ayo Millz break the block down from A to Z I can supply you with work lil' nigga, I'm like the Temp. Agency I'm in the kitchen wood chilled with the feet broke Soft white got the table lookin' like a ski slope Fuck "goin out" me and my money elope And most niggaz rap about money but they be broke My man went to Moorehouse and had a strong flow So I had him pitchin' in Atlanta like John Smoltz Makin' money make the world go round A stack'll make a nigga girl go down, clown Patron and Grey Goose'll get the bitch loose And after the crew I'll have her lickin' on the 'sis too We gettin' money where I'm from nigga You gettin' tired of your chick tell her pack her shit (I'll come and get her) I'll put her on to some shit and get her grind right Get her mind right fatten the ass and get her spine tight I'm the flyest, most niggaz want a deal with Nike I'm like dumb nigga I'm tryna buy it I need percentages I don't care who the hottest Lil' nigga I think +BIG+ like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars And I ain't even a father, nigga Call me your majesty, I'm young black and fly When it come to dough I got a Jewish mentality Lil' fuck niggaz still tryna battle me I go in they mouth like I'm the dentist lookin' for cavaties I don't know why your mans hyped you with that battery I'll hit your whole team with caps and I don't mean salaries, nigga I already got dough now I'm chasin the power I'm the statue stand tall cuz I'm replacin' the Towers And these niggaz washed up now they faces is sour Mad cuz they broke and lonely and I'm makin them dollars With enough divas to spread out to ten cities I can throw assists all night like I'm M. Bibby Harlem got a fuckin' reason to front now Uptown, let's go we got a reason to stunt now I told Joey and Stack shit ain't in tact Captains lost our city now we gotta get it back Nigga, you can take it how you wanna But ain't nothin impress me for the last three summers I don't give a fuck how disrespected you may feel Nigga see me when you see me It's whateva, it's Jae Millz mufucker [Stack Bundles] Nigga the crew feel better when well rounded (chea) Still rounded (chea), dress square but a nigga well rounded Grounded like I came home late on my curfew And proved I was better than most niggaz my first two (what) Lil' years in the mixtape league Now it's biddin' war time I got a Bloomburg league So the hood's overwhelmed (why) They know it's the voice of the hustler whenever they hear son up at the Helm Son give'em hell like "damn, he on the advocate" The fans fiendin' for it they got the addict itch That's the bundles put it all in your nose These niggaz is lil' me's, hear it all in their flows Ho's, that's a topic you don't even wanna touch on I face fuck the ones you couldn't touch on Hand brushed on see the denim know what these bout The Antiques, Red Munkey's, or Vi's out Yall bring the V's out I can even splurge GT's wasn't me so I'm leanin' towards the Spurs Leanin' towards the furs a lil' more to my nature Mink coyote, fox all in the nature I get it in blocks I'm the Semour Cakester I give it on the arm you can get it from me Cuz if prices was any cheaper


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