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Thursday, May 20, 2010

LYRICS: MMNLN TRK 1 "FIVE 16'S"



(press play to hear music to song)


1ST OFF I WANNA SAY FUCK THE POLICE/
WE GET MONEY... BUT WE DONT GET NO SLEEP/
I WOKE UP IN THESE RAGGEDY ASS OLD SHEETS/
AND THIS F'N WOOL BLANKET & THESE SLIPPERS ON MY FEET/
NO COLLECT CALLS RESTRICTIONS ON MY PEEPS/
MAAAN I HATE TO SAY IT BUT ITS SNITCHES ON MY STREET/
HAA WHO AM I KIDDING ITS SNITCHES IN MY CITY PEEP/
I WANNA SPEAK TO BROTHERS IN MY CITY/
MAAAN YALL DONT PEEP ALL THE TROUBLE OUR CITY/
FAM IM NO ANGEL BUT THE DEVILS IN OUR CITY IS DEEP/
DEEPER THEN THE GHETTOS IN OUR CITY/
AND BY GHETTOS I MEAN THE HOODS CUZ OUR CITY SOOO PRETTY/
SHOT OUT TO PRETTY MY BAAAD HE MONEY NOW/
KEEP KILLIN'M FAM IM LOVIN THAT MONEY STYLE/
JUST ME N THE FAM LETTING THE MONEY PILE/
THE HOOD CALL ME BOOSHEY THEY SAY I ACT FUNNY STYLE/


SOOO I JUST LAUGH LIKE I HEARD SOMETHING FUNNY... NOW/
ITS BEEN AWHILE SINCE I STOOD ON A CORNER THO/
AND THE LAST TIME I HEARD THAT SHIT WAS DEADER THAN DISCO/
THE STREETS WENT DIGITAL THEY HUSTLING ON FLIP PHONES/
THESE DAMN FIENDS AND THEY F'N OBAMA PHONES/
THE GOVERNMENT IS CRAZY... IS SUCKA'Z IS SOOO CLONED/
BUT THATS A DIFFERENT STORY THO/
SHOUT OUT TO COMPOSITION WE BUILD LIKE JENGO/
OR IS THE TERM JENGA/
& SHOUT TO OUT TO RIVER TOWN THATS WHERE I MET INGA/
WHO'S INGA? INGA WAS A SINGER/
A SINGER WHO COULD SING LIKE BEYONCE IN DREAM GIRLS/
MAAAN I LIVE IN A DREAM WORLD/
MY LIFE SHOULD BE ON THE SCREEN GIRL/
U GET THE PICTURE MOVIE THEATER A 100 INCHES/
FULL GYM SAUNA WITH THE WOOD BENCHES/


I KNOW THAT GOES WITHOUT SAYING THO/
BUT I JUST LIKE TO SAY IT THO/
THE BAR FREE WHAT THE FUCK U PAYING FOR/
AYYYYYEEEE IM JUST SAYING THO'/
MY FAULT I BEEN GONE OFF THAT JEEZY/
THAT TRAP OR DIE 2 I CANT WAIT FOR ONE O THREEZY/
ITS STILL ONE O ONE SOOO SON BE EASY/
O' SHIT I WAS JUST IN THE HOLDING TANK WITH EAZY/
SHOUT OUT TO THEM WEALTHY WOLVES L' BLOCKA THEM RED BRICKERS/
UPPPPTOOOWNNN MAAAN ALLL OF YALL CRAZY NIGGAZ/
THE STREETS AINT WHAT THE STREETS WAS/
A GEE IS WHAT A GEE DOES/
SHE HERE SOOO SHE SEE US... U CANT MISS US/
THEY BAND US FROM TAKING PICTURES/
ITS LIKE WE GLUED TO BACKDROP/
STREET BALLERS NO BLACKTOP/


MY BLACK LAWYER LIKE MATLOCK/
THE STREETS INA PADLOCK/
NO LOCK ON MY BLACK GLOCK/
RED BONE ON MY BLACK COCK/
RED OCTAGON... RAN STOP/
DONT STOP... SAID THE DEVIL ON MY LEFT SHOULDER/
ALLL U CAN EAT... NO LEFT OVERS/
ANY REQUEST? START MY DISC OVER/
I KNOW IM OVER YA HEAD... IM LIKE THE NEW HOVA/
WHO KNOW US? THE QUESTION IS WHO DONT KNOW US/
THE CREDIT UNION THE QUESTION IS WHO DONT OWE US/
HE A RAT & WE BEEN NOTICED/
REAL WORDS I BEEN FOCUSED/
& BEEN NOTICED THAT TAN FOCUS/
TAN BEACH BLUE OCEAN/
AND WE JUST WATCH FROM OUR BALCONY WE NEVER TOUCH IT/


SAAAD BUT SORTA CLASSY/
MY STYLE SOOO OFF THE WALL YOUNG MIKE JACKY/
SHE PINNED ME TO WALL... YA CHICK THUMB TACK ME/
I COULD FILE CHARGES EVERYDAY THE WAY THEY ATTACK ME/
(SHE SAID) C'MON... THATS JUST A COME ON/
IF U COMING U BETTER COME ON/
SILK SHEETS I CUM ON/
ILL BEATS I DUMB ON/
ILL STREETS I RUN ON...
SOOO ON & SOOO ON/
IM SOOO IN... U MORONS/
STILL WAITIN AROUND FOR YOUR TURN/
I BEEN TEACHING THE QUESTION IS WHO LEARNED/
AND THATS A DAMN GOOD QUESTION/
WE WENT FROM NOTHING TO SOMETHING/
DAMN GOOD HUSTLING/


THATS DAMN GOOD OVEN/
THE SHIT WE COOKED UP MAAAN THEY LOVING/
IMMA HUSTLER SOO IM HUSTLING/
BUT NOW THAT IM RAPPIN... THIS IS NOTHING/

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