(fear The Assocites)
intro hello hello. yeah, where yu at?
yo im at the airport i just got back from paris had this girl dancing for me
and S***
oh word? yeah where N***as at? oh we all up in the studio.
oh i'ite. wont you drop this joint? yo i cant yo i mite not be able to make
it there for real?
yo i got a idea. put the - put the joint up to the phone and im going- im
goingjust -im gjust going to rock to it just over the phone. ayo yo put that
joint on the big speakers yo c get me some water yo
turn it up real loud.
im just gunna rock this joint yo go head, go head. her it go. press record.
all eyes over here we about to show ya you know. ballers down the hill.
verse 1
ayo my mental is keep the rock cut keep the glock up
keep the rock pucks in the basement with the lock shut
used to sliding under street lights puff a peace pipe
keep the heat tight by my side so i can eat rite
all i knew is hit the block and how to crack deals
make it hot with this rap s*** and stack bills
all im used to is strugglin juggling bugging with thoughts in my head
knowing crack kills
out for papes gotta let the desert eagal blow
i get cacke this rap s*** is legal tho though check the resume slip that
spit that
i put my name in the game mr. book
ima shine till a n**** cant shine no more
ima smoke so w*** i cant find no more
ima keep my chest bluish keeping hittin em hard like ray lewis
till they cant feel they spine no more
Chorus
oh slow it down walk away and then you swear u heard this S*** before
N****a say they from the ghetto
legend has that they from baltimore
get the n***as off the corners now
and we goin hold it down
associated now we made it what
can stop us now
verse2
ayo we bash in brains
then hit a n**** pockets for the
last of his charge
then put a slash through his he veins
bullies of the block we harass in
the game
with a sound that so hot it turn gas
into flames
keep jumping around like my raps entertain F*** around get beat down with
some bats and some chains
when yall was on them lots dropping cash on the range
i was tounge kissing blocks stashing them things and now my N**** on only
half of the chains see the corners in the past but my ass i still deranged
i rumble in your ear like that flash when it rains wehn i hits ya get the
picture knock the glass out the frame
rap for the name dope crack and cocaine
and ima drill it in your ear do you can lapse from the pain
and after the fame im going back to the wane but for now N**** feel the