would u [remix]
[ Talking: Blade ]
Man, These Fake Ass Niggaz Always Out Here Perpin’
Man, We Gotta Make A Song Strictly For These.....Fake Ass Niggaz
Detroit Remix, Booooooooooooooy Would Ya'll
[ Verse 1: G-Rock ]
All These Rappers Rapping Bout How The Got That Work
How The Fuck U Niggaz Working When U Always At Work
Boy Would Ya'll, I Ball, Like Them Cats At Rucker
The Streets Is How I Eat 'Em A Living Legend Muah Fucka
From Dirty Dirty Dizzy, Ask About G-Rizzie
Twerkin, Workin, Never Perpin, Weighing Up On The Skizzy
Young Nigga, I Got Workers Bringin Down My Bags
It Ain't Hard To Pop A Nigga And Break Down That Mag
Toss It, Bosses, I Got Box Full Of Guns
Got A Ox-Cadet, Like That Nigga Tommy Gunz
Tons Whatever, Least The Tons Lil Chedda
Game I’m Ahead Of, Hollows When U Can Find A Thousand Or Betta
Boy Would Ya'll
[ Hook ]
Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)
Would U (Boss And Get This Money)
Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)
Would U (Get This Money) (Get This Money, Nigga)
Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)
Would U (Boss And Get This Money)
Booooooooy (Boss And Get This Money)
(Get This Money) (Get This Money)
[ Verse 2: Blade ]
They Was Like Boooooooooy, Would You Do A Remix
With Sona Balona, Get Blowed With A Freak Bitch
My Phone Won't Stop Ringing, Jewels Won't Stop Gleaming
Clock G's, Park Trees Out Of Drop V's (Bitch)
Betta Boss Up And Get This Money
The Clique Stopped In Chinchillas, But Still Got Old School Minks
And When The Spot Get Hot, We Set Up Shop In Another Hood
Come Up With The Lowest Ticket, So It's All Good
Weather, East Or West Got The Streetlord Loving
Put A Slug, In A Thug, If He Do Too Much Mugging
I’m Rich, I Got That Thang On Me When We Clubbing
Plus I’m Fifty Deep, Get Yo Ass Stomped With A Hundred Feet
Dirty Glove, STL, We Run The Streets, (Bitch)
Boss Up And Get This Money
[ Verse 3: O-Dolla ]
I Fucks With Icewood, I Put The Mix In This Tapes
Then It's Back To The Kitchen Gotta Mix Me A Cake
Catch Me Off In Hotlanta, With The Michigan Flakes
Pushing Keys Like Pianos, On A Mission For Pay
We Get Dough Round Here, All My Niggaz Is Straight
O Just Pulled Up In That Quarter To Eight
U Niggaz Still Counting Bags, We Hit The Border For Weight
Plus I Heard Yall's Going Half On A Quarter Of Cake
Boy Would They....Please Boss Up
These Niggaz Is Probably Mad, They Need To Catch Up
[ Hook ]
[ Verse 4: Blade & G-Rock ]
[ B ] Yo Fake Ass Got A Minute Phone, Never Got No Minutes
Claim You Got A Spot But Never Got No Work Up In It
[ G ] Boy, Those Ain't Spree Wells, How Yo Wheels Still Spinning
Nigga U Ain't A Streetlord How Yo Team Still Winning (U Ain't Know)
[ B ] U Sinning Round Here If Ya Bank Ain't Right
[ G ] Bank Ain't Light
[ B ] Doing My Dance While I'm Drunk In The Hype
[ G ] I'm At The Flight Froze
[ B ] I'm Sporting Platinum
[ G ] We Rose Gold, We Both Pros At This
[ B ] And Bossin Up On These Hoes
[ G ] I'm Bossin Up Fa Real, A Half Mill On The Crib
It's A Beautiful Thing, U Should See Where I Live
[ B ] Boooooy, That Bent With The Rims And Tint
Wood Grain Staring Wheel, To Mach The Seats And The Vent
[ G ] We 'Bout Dollars
[ B ] Make Cents Don't It
[ G ] Coupe's With The Six On It, Rubens With The Emp's On It
[ B ] We'll Blaze U If U Run Up On Us
[ G ] It's Mr. Lee Iacocca
[ B ] And I'm The Mayor Of The Mitten
[ B & G] Ya'll Niggaz Ain't Bossin Up, Ya'll Bullshittin (Bitch)
[ Hook ]
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chip on the peces
(feat. Royce Da 5'9", Ingrid Smalls & Jay Black)
[intro skit for first 43 seconds]
[Royce Da 5'9" + (Blade)]
Yeah, yeah
When the rubber band pops from the top of them stacks
Mami drop them tops 'fore them dollars go back
in my pocket or the trunk of the black Impala
where the pump just sit for them punks who trip
But besides that, life's good - yeah
This my nigga Blade right here (you could call me Icewood)
[Ingrid Smalls + (Royce)]
Icewood? (Icewood) I could
go home witchu baby if the pipe good
[Royce Da 5'9"]
We get a whole lot of scrilla, fo'-fives is wit us
Whole flight can fill us, Globetrotter nigga
When you see a plus sign in front of like twelve numbers
on your cell that's me callin to tell you
that I ain't at home (yeah)
I'm witnessin the midnight sun in Finland with the big row bone
With six different funds
Coronas, pesos, zeros, the list goes on
We send henchmen to wet ya
In between trips to the Philippines with strippers wit us
Bet chips on Pistons, gassed off sheed (yeah)
yellin pass the ball to rip in Billups mami
[Chorus: Jay Black]
If you got love for me, then do your little dance for me
Turn that ass around, (turn around) and keep doin what you dooooo
If you got a thang for me, then do your thang for me
Turn that ass around, (turn around) cause you've got it comin
[Blade Icewood + (Ingrid)]
Turn that ass 'round, ma you know I'm a clown
Throw a little money 'round, do my dance to the sounds
Worth a whole lotta cash, so you know I got the pound on me
Yeah dance for my homie (damn what's the nigga name?)
Five-Nine (Five-Nine)
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Pimp game got it goin from the first line
Chain plenty hang time, yeah
[Blade Icewood]
G-4 plane flyin, '05 Range drivin
If the deal ain't least ten mil' I ain't signin
Heard she can make it do the "Nolia Clap"
It's Mr. Blade Icewood the new king of rap
I got these shots for you haters (c'mon)
Tell the waiters bring the shots, use the liquor to motivate her
to hop up in the whip, before she leave the lot
Got my dick between her lips; hand between her hips
On some freaky shit, yeah ain't know I did it like that
She thought it was all rap 'til she screamin on her back
Playa, we send henchmen to wet ya
In between trips to the Philippines with strippers wit us
Bet chips on Pistons, gassed off sheed
sayin pass the ball to rip in billups, mami
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah, we hit makers with acres
We hit Vegas with chips major, we can't just
ball like the usual team, we stay whylin
Up the challenge, fuck it, tear up the palace
Fuck with, nothin but them trucks with, halogen lights
Did bad in his life, them cuts and calluses
In the G-4, in a suit, eatin souffl©
In the seat big get your coupe, nigga go play
[Blade Icewood]
Hey come over here!
Well you can have it your way, blow cabbage all day
Ice, everywhere, bought it from all yay
This ain't no spaceship, gave the Rover a facelift
Lift the fifth to my lips while she movin her hips
Yeahhh - side to side, I decide
when the time is right for us to slide
We ain't movin at the mansion yet, the panty's wet
That's how you feel off a pill, why you panickin?
Go away!
[Chorus]
fa-sho
[ Talking ]
Yeah, though i walk alone
The shadow doubts of steps looking to come for us
but too many people come around for the same reasons
We all go down to the faces of the law
run around scared like little...never come up
Stay broke forever....
[ Verse 1 ]
If u catch me towing weight in any city or state
'cause my hustle will never stop like a car on bad breaks
A jar with no shake, makes it come back gravy
when u using A1, the fiends come back crazy
the blaze be quick, u need a scope and a beam
I be in O.C.J. sporting blues and gray
get out the next day, AK your brains nigga
saying u have to see hova, and i ain't talking 'bout jigga
have ya boys on the block, pissed pouring out liquor
sporting white tees with ya face all on the picture
and if u live it's guaranteed that the dot gone stitch ya
get ya main hoe to love me, cut, soon as i hit her
you know how Blade get down, flood the city with pounds
Pushing in the Caddy drug Thirty G's on the sounds
or spinning rims bigger then the table u eat dinner on
See i'm getting money that's the type of shit i spend it on
[ Hook ]
If your money right (that's fa sho)
If you a boss out here (that's fa sho)
tell boys when u ride (that's fa sho)
keep a heater on your side (that's fa sho)
you know my name mean money dog (uh huh)
and yeah this a throw they hands up (throw ya hands up)
or banging this in they ride
or rolling down the nine five
[ Verse 2 ]
It's real life here dog, this ain't no movie
so much work when i cook up i use a jacuzzi
silencer uzi, so i can hit u quiet but quick (shhh)
what up to my dogs locked down, rook, jesse, and rick
dogg, i've been getting cheese since the early nineties (uh huh)
In the D it's gutta dog, even the hoes is grimey
see every second counts so my time is precious
turn my watch into a castle and filled it with prince's
commissary, safe code, i was up in the pod
Eighty-seven chevy, Fifty G's in my garage
and if i put my hand's on u it won't be a massage (uh uhn)
fuck with me get smoked quicker than a weeded cigar
Should've kept ya mouth shut now look what happened
adding up my bank damn all this from rapping
pimp, i got old stacks i ain't touched in years
everywhere scream my name like norman cheers (blaaaade!!!)
I be at the Lion's game drunk off plenty of beers
Use to be the Silverdome, now we at Ford Field
After words, hit the network with Kiahn grille
I represent the money getting, Detroit niggaz for real
[ Hook ]
[ Verse 3 ]
I've been in the studio with all types of emcees
some from Cali, N.O., to NYC
gangsta got cheese, still gank ya nigga
original Chedda Boys ?cause our bank is bigger (yeah)
I don't sport ice no more, i sport frost, i'ma boss
run that nigga, fuck what it cost
took a little loss bounced back quicker than a dribble
filled my crib with flat screens since my bank done tripled
riding like i'm crippled, roll more than a wheelchair
put niggas down harder then hits from a steel chair
and im in a big move, six figures a flip
and i keep low pro so the feds won't trip
Then dip to a island for a nice vacation
got a hand clap longer then a standing ovation
Getting cheese by any means, that's my occupation
sell dope, a little real estate and rock it on stations
Cartier watch look like a iced dog cage
money counters with a mapper i be countin�a days
purple haze, ghanz, drow, don't smoke no bamma
put ya ass six feet like the old Jordan Jammer
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