2. Cheese And Dope
I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungs
nigga's stick me for a bag, I'ma shoot 'em in his ass
I'ma show 'em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn
When you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurt
When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime
Takin' fair chance after chance, but I got to dance
Take the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
I've been heard you're robbers, don't want no other robbers boy
I done and scald ya, with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reach in niggaz pockets, and take yo money out
When you know what's goin', you got cheese, I got dope
For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got coke
ain't no credit give mang you could get from round here
Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin' down here
I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking dope
I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo'
hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough
what yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy
You heard word? what's the word? but you dawgs is da low
selling weed and this weed, but you won't complain a stoo'
I'ma go, I'ma pull, leave a rabbit out a hat
On some cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats
Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shit
You done broke ghetto laws, you could tote a fuckin jaws
Nigga boy, he ain't know, cus da street never minds
Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes,
you be stinkin' wit the flies
walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin' dro
fucking all in yo home, while she kissing on ma lips,
She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dip
Through the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood
Represent it, to da max, out this out of state facts
Trying to stack me some pape's, got my foot on you snakes
Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz that I fade
You could duck from the tech, on da scaldae
Once I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid
If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade
Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher blade
Sippin' on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aid
Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don't you violate
Niggaz ain't gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn't hesitate
Caught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his grave
Playaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fear
Knowing it ain't all to the good, you could get it here
Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling sip let's go
Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full
Eyes red ass hell, cuz I ain't had a blink of sleep
Snorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my feet
Trick's in this bitch, just as same as a nigga too
If you trusting hoes in this game, you'se a dammn fool..
7. So High(feat. Lord Infamous)
So High, The time is
So High, So High, So High
So High, The time is
H-A-Y slice the blunt, high grade shit (the time is)
you know I get high like Jamaican
light'cha blunts up, shot guns im takin
to the head dawg, break down the hydro
or some regular, it get'cha high tho
some of yall like to smoke the bad bitch
get the light green, but we like cabbage
get the razor slice down the optic-mo
my nigga, we bousta party
smokin weed to us is a hobby, eyes like chinese
smoke in my body, once im high mane
don't try to blow it, aint no passin
I must enjoy it, me and my dawgs gangsta and heavy
C and toby ride in that chevy, wit the tv's we we got
plenty
Dope ta smoke on, flashin on twen-ties
I love dope, dope loves me
Im high til I D-I-E
With a big bag of bud, and a bag of tooty too
I know that you get high too
As I cheaf, upon the leaf, of swisher sweet
The D the da da O the P the E
The C the da da O the K the E
I need the B da U the da da D
Uh, scarecrows a cloud of smoke, Always on the thunder
Puffin on the paper cus white ?? marijuana
I stay fucked up, on a daily basis
Maybe the reason I got all these cases
Extacy orange juice make me me so horny
Super pimp coked out coked out til the morning
Hydro coats on sniff snoff as I sniff sniff
Come let Lord Infamous take a wiff
8. We Can Get Gangsta
Hello, hello, hello?
Pat, whats up man, whats up?
Boogelou, whats up man?
Man yea man, a nigga done messed me off down here dawg.
I got caught for a weak azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz
gon try and make a nigga do a whole mutha fuckin calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.
I gotcha, what happened?
Man, I was messin off wit my nigga, man dis shit fucked up!
I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day
Met some nigga from da other way, wanna purchase llao (weed)
Said dey wanna get good shit for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis nigga by da bayou
Could be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought about da shit for a minute, den I took a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I aint gonna fall
Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, assault
Den he ball off, wit da goods to a ron-de-vou, spot
Handed Fred back his dope, den we split da loot
Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin serious
Infactuated wit da game, very curious
Dat'll kill da cat, cause da game ain't to be told
Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, it's to be sold
Gettin old, never worries me, I don't giva fuck
?? stayed on mind, call dat nigga up.
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
We can set dis shit up, for a, secluded area
Tell em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier
Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a Exxon
In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun
Another nigga came, wit da nigga, dey got out of 'Lac (Caddilac)
Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, Where da cheese at?
Nigga took a sniff, and he seen dat da shit was straight
Said dat da loot was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, Wait.
What's goin on?, partner took da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, nigga in da trunk, raised da pump
Bullets popped off, Fred caught one, in da chest
Lucky for my nigg', he was wearin bullet proof vest
Shootin tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up
Pump at my dome, dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up
Shot da .45, blowin both niggaz azz off
Think we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off.
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
Two weeks later, still knowin bout da fuckery
Move dat a nigga pulled, spot a police watchin me
Watchin me, cause I fit description of a suspect
Pullin me, over, now he askin where my license at
Officer, I done left my wallet at da house, sir.
Still took me Down-town, cause da police don't care
Down in lower-level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a 72-hour investigation
Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through
To dis jail shit, wonderin, Who did dey talk to?
Could've been my dawg, not my nigg', dat's a hell naw
Dey done found my tech, but I ain't got shit to tell ya'll
Feelin kinda sick, cause dey finna send me up da river
Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't tell on my nigga
Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go
Stuck wit da gun charge, violated my parole.
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
14. Aggravated Robbery
Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) [4X]
I'm Psycho- pathic, behind the trig-ga
I needed loot so, I had to rob ya
But face steel cause ya, a coward to me
I grab the pop ya, before ya do me
Ya high cap-pin friend, flex-in in my hood
I'm out here star-vin, you live-in real good
As long as I got, a toll I stay paid
You keep sell-in dope, there's cheese to be made
Pull up on the track, niggas start to bell-in
I pulled out my gat, that's my dope y'all sell-in
So check on in boy, break yo self on down
You got 10 dollars, that's more than I have
Could be petish thangs, bet-ter than noth-ang
Even you roll fools, go get me some-thang
Don't get your-self hurt, slaught-ered like a hog
I'm out on these streets, crawl-in like a dog
Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) [repeat 4X]
Open seas-ame, the safe in the floor
What I told the clerk, at the cor-ner store
A mask on my face, for cam-ras to see
A glock to his dome, bitch don't play with me
Ya don't know the code, his eyes I see fear
Cause it's bout to get ugly up in here
The boy blew my high, the gun blew his ass
Right off with his man-ager in the back
Ball-in off the lot, no cheese mad as fuck
Half-way down the street, some hoes from the club
Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims
Now im act-in like, im holler-in at them
[Project Pat] Wussup with y'all? What y'all doin out this late
Girls: Shit! Just leaving the club. What's the business
[Project Pat] Let me get y'all number
And them rings, and that purse
All that mother-fucking shit around yo neck!!
Bitch!! Let me get this shit hoe
Drop it all!!! Shut up bitch!!! Shut up bitch
Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) [repeat 2X]
Robbers we hang, in hoods where they clean
Jack-in any-one, from creature to fiend
Addicted to this, just like it was crack
You sniff in the stream, my tones to your back
I'm out on the lake, while you on a date
Your bitch looking good, you clean so I hate
You take-in your time, to wine and to dine
But times on my side, so I'm goin goin hide
In bushes your house, pull up we jump out
With mask-is and gun, then duct tape your mouth
The girl you was with, gave us the info
That you was a head big nig-ga with doe
A kidnap can turn into a murd-er
Now where is the stash, 45 will serve-ya
We take-in the loot, never think-in twice
Either it's the cheese, or either your life
Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) [repeat 4X]
