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It's often better to hear rather than talk. Thus, I hear only myself when I talk.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,978
Peak in subgenre #2,715
Author
PooZy And Finny SOUTH
Rights
2007
Uploaded
June 14, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 9.2 MB • 128 kbps • 9:59
Story behind the song
[Verse - PooZ]
Let's get to it G, I grind hard if anybody time do it's me
I'm from the hood mayne, where niggaz good slang
And they'll take ya head off for a lil change (no)
Was lower class (yeah!) broke no cash (no)
Had to get up off my ass and make this time pass
Wasn't fast, but it eventually came, I'm a G in the game
Street rich niggaz, born to get figgas
If you ain't starting on no team you fucking wit us
Everything you niggaz done I done done it twice
Me and my Hoggz nothing nice, this is my life!
verse 2 - finny
We goin hard in the paint like Carmello (Carmello)
This is for the boys who sip purple and sip yellow (yellow)
Shorty shake ya jelly like jello (huh)
She curvy like a J.lo
Damn baby poke me off before I even said "hello" (said hello)
Is it the car, is it the ice is it the grill (is it the grill)
Cause Im a star that pay the price to keep it trill (keep it trill)
She at the bar, she lookin nice, she on da pill
And she got two more wit her ready so tell me how you feel (hol up)
See pimpin ain't made nigga pimpin ain't raised nigga
Nigga pimpin is born
Pimpin since its early dayz (right)
These niggaz get to trippin playa pimpin ain't lazy
And if ya miss Pimp C throw up ya dueces and ya tres (mayne)
We thought of many ways and perfected the grind (grind)
Makin million dollas more six figa checks will get signed (signed)
Slim Thug you up next to shine and I can't even lie
Wit me and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
Finny
It's cold outside in the middle of the summer
Days fly by, night falls like lumber
Cries inside of the minds of the younger
The hunger scream through the city like thunder
It's like a bunch of black clouds we under
From day one to day none my heart get no more
It's dark, tomorrow might come alone
Since I can't see clear, I stumbled home
It ain't fair, the air out here, too thin
I grieve and don't believe in the hearts of men
It's triflin', the life we in needs change
Till then, we hustlin, it's black rain
PooZ
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun
Drop for Big L drop for Big L
pooz
If it's plex that ya holdin the gat attached I expose it
And explode the flesh off ya chest and ya neck up off ya shoulders
Homey who's takin over with soldiers, they can't control us
They ain't understandin my motives, hold up pop the trunk and show us
Artillery digger make you say shiver me timbers
I'm off of the chain especially off Hennessy liquor
It's Coot-banger, number one suspect for danger
You niggaz can be decoded but the tec'll make you famous
I'm out there SwishaHouse with Archie and Paul
Got plex, then it's a mess you'll be too wet for a towel
You'll be the color I'm reppin, that's what's poppin
If you think you heard the weapon, that's Coot B cockin
fin
I gotta, do what I do cuz I do it so well
Stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale
You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail
But if not, oh well cuz sooner or later you will
I'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind th
Lyrics
[Verse - PooZ]
Let's get to it G, I grind hard if anybody time do it's me
I'm from the hood mayne, where niggaz good slang
And they'll take ya head off for a lil change (no)
Was lower class (yeah!) broke no cash (no)
Had to get up off my ass and make this time pass
Wasn't fast, but it eventually came, I'm a G in the game
Street rich niggaz, born to get figgas
If you ain't starting on no team you fucking wit us
Everything you niggaz done I done done it twice
Me and my Hoggz nothing nice, this is my life!
verse 2 - finny
We goin hard in the paint like Carmello (Carmello)
This is for the boys who sip purple and sip yellow (yellow)
Shorty shake ya jelly like jello (huh)
She curvy like a J.lo
Damn baby poke me off before I even said "hello" (said hello)
Is it the car, is it the ice is it the grill (is it the grill)
Cause Im a star that pay the price to keep it trill (keep it trill)
She at the bar, she lookin nice, she on da pill
And she got two more wit her ready so tell me how you feel (hol up)
See pimpin ain't made nigga pimpin ain't raised nigga
Nigga pimpin is born
Pimpin since its early dayz (right)
These niggaz get to trippin playa pimpin ain't lazy
And if ya miss Pimp C throw up ya dueces and ya tres (mayne)
We thought of many ways and perfected the grind (grind)
Makin million dollas more six figa checks will get signed (signed)
Slim Thug you up next to shine and I can't even lie
Wit me and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)
Finny
It's cold outside in the middle of the summer
Days fly by, night falls like lumber
Cries inside of the minds of the younger
The hunger scream through the city like thunder
It's like a bunch of black clouds we under
From day one to day none my heart get no more
It's dark, tomorrow might come alone
Since I can't see clear, I stumbled home
It ain't fair, the air out here, too thin
I grieve and don't believe in the hearts of men
It's triflin', the life we in needs change
Till then, we hustlin, it's black rain
PooZ
Get your freak on at club(?)
We aint put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done been up in the club seen a ho with a thong
I aint hear good at first she was singing the song
Shorty rocking donna she was pushing and popping
Red bone with a bop she was stoping and dropping
Stopping and dropping this the part of the song where
You need be snaking and popping
Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song
Yall niggas still popping and locking
Aint no zone (?) a white girl
I aint turbo rocking a damn curl
Watch Mag slow while I break you down slow
When you get it right girl go for what you know
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Wiggle a bit stop drop get up snake freak whop
Get off the wall hands of your balls
Yeah nigga with the drink in his hand trying to ball
You dont want shorty I can show you the dance
Gone once gone twice you done lost your chance
Now stop for Big Pun stop for Big pun
Drop for Big L drop for Big L
pooz
If it's plex that ya holdin the gat attached I expose it
And explode the flesh off ya chest and ya neck up off ya shoulders
Homey who's takin over with soldiers, they can't control us
They ain't understandin my motives, hold up pop the trunk and show us
Artillery digger make you say shiver me timbers
I'm off of the chain especially off Hennessy liquor
It's Coot-banger, number one suspect for danger
You niggaz can be decoded but the tec'll make you famous
I'm out there SwishaHouse with Archie and Paul
Got plex, then it's a mess you'll be too wet for a towel
You'll be the color I'm reppin, that's what's poppin
If you think you heard the weapon, that's Coot B cockin
fin
I gotta, do what I do cuz I do it so well
Stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale
You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail
But if not, oh well cuz sooner or later you will
I'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind th
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