Yung Joc Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 2

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:13

Gettin' To Da Money

(Intro Samples)
I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money
I be - I be getting I be getting I be getting to da money
I be I be getting I be getting I be I be getting I be getting I be
I be getting I be getting I be get I be get I be
I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money
I be I be getting I be getting I be getting to da money
I-I be I be getting I be get (Ohh) I be getting I be get (Ohh)
I be getting I be get (Ohh) I be get I be I

(Yung Joc)
That right Talk to 'em; let's go
I'm getting to da money twenty four seven, ain't shit changed
The cars and the cribs all in my bitch name
I'm takin federal chances to make the bezel dance
Bitches lookin at me makin sexual advances
Nigga ain't shit sweet but you know I'm (Caked up)
Got murder men for hire now the (Murder rate up)
If snitches on the block, now the (Tıp way up)
Block ENT bitch (You can't fade us)
Keep the stacks in my momma attic, blow in the basement (shh)
Hellafied lawyers make you say where the case went
When it's showtime, pay them haters no mind
I can make my money flip fo' times in no time

(Mike Carlito)
Every since I was a young boy nigga movin them G-Units
Got the whole city supplied with packs, and that fruity
Pop the trunk, money bags and crack, I keep it movin
Shake the stack, nigga chopper go Brrap, at your medulla
Who you niggaz know, get money like me Mr. Sun Choice
Keep them pots of boiling water straight drop, so place your order
Got them bricks I'm comin for ya, credit card to the savings
Tie your wife up in the basement, hundred thou' where you lay
Plus I, get to da money like casinos
A young, Robert DeNiro, six K off in the earlobe
Ahh you know it's Carlito's Way, I hold that pimp yay
Girl and boy, **** the drop, fake niggaz I can't employ

(Gorilla Zoe)
Yeah, yeah
Shorty who you bank with the streets of America
Who you roll with the dope boys and dope girls I'm tellin ya
What that Chevy sittin on oh it's them deuce deuce Derringers
What about yo' connects Pablo from South America
Where you stash the money that shoebox in the closet
How you move the work I buy it and you haul it
How you handle hoes my nigga you call it
Tell 'em how the game goes keep ballin and stop stallin
Eenie meenie miney moe the Phantom or the Lambo Pop the trunk niggaz got straps like I'm Rambo
And Zoe is getting money, know it when they see it nigga
I'm here now, you're old news, yeah this my season nigga...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:16

He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude)

(Griff)
Yo I can't here no music.
[Laughing Clears Throught]
What's this say here?
They wanna know about this young man,
well I'ma tell you about this young man, real fast.
Cause that's what happens to everybody,
they always wanna know what somebody else is doin', so here it go.
From the westside
AND the southside of Atlanta, Georgia, I bring you a trend setta
Chino Doller's potna Ms. B Fantley
Block Entertainment's own
From Harper Highschool, Bannica Highschool.
This nigga went to open campus, he stayed in trouble...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:18

Hear Me Coming

All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stunting
Dope Boys lose they mind when they hear me coming
All the haters get to running when they hear that choppa drumming, Bllupp, blllluup bumping

(Yung Joc)
Y'all ready know, ya ain't even gotta wonder
I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer
A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that?
My rhymes like crack, fiends screaming, "Gimmie that!"
I'm being like a monkey, and that '73 dope
Need a desert eagle, reefer smelling like a skunk
Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty
Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji
If it's a problem, I suggest you let it go
Got some killers over there, more hellan than the lord
I beat the block up
You can hear me when I'm coming
If it's a problem then the choppers start drumming, drumming

My niggas flip birds
Your niggas flip burgers
My niggas got work
Your niggas just workers
My niggas, we get heard
Your niggas is unheard of
My niggas murder
Your niggas get murdered
My niggas wet niggas
Your niggas get drenched
My niggas play the field
Your niggas ride bench
My niggas is quarterbacks
Your niggas just receive
With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat
My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook
Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked
Now ain't that something, let the story get told
As the plot thickens and the script unfolds

I get back around three
We can do it more again
Message to them hater middle finger to the wind
Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk
Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk
Everybody know that I do it for the hood
Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good
Word on the street, Joc got the heat
Suede on the seat, 28's on the feet
Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money
When ya add it up now I'm drinking red money
My wrist gone froze
Make em jump out of they clothes
go on enjoy your night 'cause tomorrow you gotta go

Ha ha ha, nigga
Rookie of the year, play ya position nigga, you all **** boys stop ya hustling, you all niggas know how we do it.
You all know what it is.
All the way from the mother****ing west side to the south side nigga.
ML king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three tweny.
What's up Koolaide? Yeah.
Rest in peace my nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil' Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the mother****ing south side nigga.
College Park! Ya know what I'm talking about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out
there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain't nothing but
love, you all know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up
next nigga. And I'm outta here...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:22

Hell Yeah

(Yung Joc)
Shorty what the mood is, stacks on deck (hell yeah)
Is that your life savings hangin 'round your neck (hell yeah)
You put some shoes on that old school 'llac (hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath (hell yeah)
Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)
Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha

(Yung Joc)
Ay look, ay, Yung J-O-C now

E'rybody, know me, better believe I'm O.G.
Back back, gimme fo' feet, fo' the iron leave you with a slow leak
Slow creep through yo' neighborhood, black SS with the gator and the wood
350 big block under my hood, crack my window smell that good
Wipe it down I wish you would, bite my style you wish you could
On my town I rep my hood, 'til they lay me down it's understood
Oh yes I ride for my homies, I die for my homies
I lost a couple loved, yeah I cry for my homies
Big guap' on deck, crack rocks on my neck
Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet
What I got ay you can get it pimp, tell me what's the bid'ness pimp
Crush the cake then make it flip, then be shoppin on the Imp
If you think I'm lyin then my name ain't Joc
The hustle gotta hollerate cause I ain't gon' stop
Yeah I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin
And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question

(Yung Joc)
Oh yeah my swagger kill 'em, call me Belligi Williams
Don't let the smooth taste fool ya, J so sick need penicillin
I love the streets boi, I **** with D boy
Whole lot of money off in these streets so pull up a seat let's eat boy
Haters gon' have plenty to say, long as pennies off in my safe
So don't make me retaliate, AK spray every kinda which a way (Brrr)
I do shit you never seen befo', all my clothes next season hoe
All my whips the cleanest yo, if you ain't gon' ball what you breathin foFrom hood to hood my name good, Cartier lens, frame wood
Your bitch a 10, the brains good (I love this song) I knew you would
Real recognize real, dawg that's just how I feel
I got nuttin but love to give, on everything that's how I live

(Diddy)
Aiyyo Joc, lemme get some of this man!
C'mon check this out

Okay I live it, I done it, oh yeah that's Hustlenomic
The ice, the clothes, leave hoes astonished
I know, you see it, think twice to believe it
Dope boy, magic, got my pinky gleaming
Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back
The blueprint to these streets, show you how to make that paper stack
C'mon (hell yeah) I'm there for real (hell yeah) I'm super chill
(Hell yeah) If you need a tip I'm right here (Let's go)

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:26

Hustlenomic

(Yung Joc)
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(Welcome to hustlenomic)

(Yung Joc)
Who would've imagined that life would be so good nigga; now I'm on
Cause I'm tired of all the games nigga; now I'm grown
Tell you what the game's missing; right from wrong
Respect game young nigga, tell them haters so long

(Yung Joc)
You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means
Take the blow, break it down, weigh it on triple beams
I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it, I'll flip it
I'll rock 'til the mother****in feds come knockin
The owner of the hand, I can be the middleman
Best if you don't know the man, I just tax an extra grand
I get you what'cha want we call that captain and the booker
Hustlenomic yeah I'll chop you one, I got it if you want it
I'm from the slums, and the sticks, turned crumbs, into bricks
Got a bum, full of knicks, gun full of hollow tips
And where I'm from we shared everything, we called it hand me downs
I implemented Hustlenomic, pimp look at me now

(Yung Joc)
I can show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
Let me show you how to hustle (Welcome to hustlenomic)
Let me show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle
I can show you how to hustle nigga (Welcome to hustlenomic)

Grab a number two pencil cause I'm 'bout to test niggaz
This game about to drop, shit I'm 'bout to bless niggaz
I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your test nigga
I graduated with honors cause see I was the best nigga
Two plus two don't equal fo' in my world
Seventeen five get your ass thirty six o's of that girl
Okay class let's settle down (shhh) you better pay attention
Cause I bet the class clown end up in federal detention
And when I say detention I ain't talkin after school
Cause if you're slippin on your pimpin you'll be rockin county blues
Quit trickin on these hoes, man they guaranteed to choose
Stop trigger your re up or you're guaranteed to lose
Guarantee you slicker with your hustle, do it like the mob do
Learn to talk in code, learn to keep the law up off you
Cause you niggaz keep snitchin, and hoes keep talkin
Either they throw away the ki' or they gon' put you in a coffin

(Yung Joc)
Hahahahahaha
If you made it to this portion of the album
Give yourselves a round of applause man
I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart
For takin the time, to ride with me nigga
To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit
To thug to this shit, to get money to this shit nigga
Hustlenomic$ is what it is
It's not a campaign for mother****in attention
This is what I do
Like I said, if you listen to this shit
Apparently what you do nigga, get money, Block E-N-T...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:29

I Know You See It

Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

Now you can call me tipdrill (drill), playing my song (song)
Throw a couple ones, then she throw away her thong (thong)
When she bust it open, take a picture with my phone (with my phone)
She love my cologne, I call it perk body zone (body zone)
Now she pussy poppin', it's goin' down (it's goin' down)
Slap the waitress on the booty, tell her "get another round" (another round)
And when I make it rain, money all over the ground (the ground)
Fresh force ones, Sean John button down (button down)
And then I'm like "oh (oh) boy (boy), a clique fulla stars (stars)"
Big four fifth, big dick, and big cars
At the end of the day, when it's all said and done (done)
I need four freaks 'cause I need more than one (one)

Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I ain't never been the type to show off in the club (club)
Real laid back poppin' plenty bottles of (of)
Bub, don't smoke but I got much perk (perk)
Get that nigga real high, make him slurp it then burp (hey)
Could you be a groupie? I hear you singin' my song (song)
Like I see you, lemme feel your tongue (lemme feel your tongue)
It's T, miss B nigga, let me get you laced (laced)
Take a step back, blow the pussy in ya face
I ain't talking cush nigga, I'm talking a rat race
So many to choose from, give 'em all a little taste
Gotta house fulla pussy, the madam of hip hop
My bitches are superstars, so gushy you need a mop
Yea

Inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim ) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I got stacks on deck, snowflakes on my neck
New J's on my feet, make my outfit complete
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I got stacks on deck, niggas love my flow
Got a Mohawk blowin', air forces that glow
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it

Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny (inny) meeny (meeny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:32

I'm Him

Ever seen a do or die, ride or die nigga (I'm him)
Ever seenn a nigga flip a pie quicka (I'm him)
Have ya ever seen a young, fly nigga (well I'm Him)
Have ya ever (I'm him)
have Ya ever (I'm him)

I'm a grown man,lil boy get gone, dis is my life,my hustle,my song.
Is ya mad, Ima mastermind, hit ya wit da 4-5 leave ya ass absent mind. me a **** boy?
Dats absent mind, aint nan notha chevy out here fast as mine.
26 no inh wit da Alpine, I meet a bitch, break a bitch in my past time.
Im da truth dog, dats my word, Do ya self a favor, dont get served.
And if ya got questions dis da business,Stay on top of ya competition.
If ya work good, jus hold out.
So, when da drowt come erybody sold out. dats when ya doulbe up den watch it bounce back.
Do dat again times 10 den ya count dat.

In 88' I took ya Jays and ya bomber coat.
Now days its ya jays and bomber coke.
Yall cats turn gangsta on pro toons, Ima professional gangsta wit pro toons.
Ya got beef? Whoa man, ta me u as soft as a woman.
Bitches will never know how i get mine, when I put her on da track better get mine.
Yeah, dats how its done round here, quiet as kept nigga Im da Don round here.
Now check my rapsheet, I aint a convict,
Go jail get rite out, aint dat Don shit.

I know alot of cats, real hood niggas.
Some kill, some steal, some good niggas.
But dey will never be quite like me, I love da mighty dollar dat excites me.
Yung J-O-C come see me. I got heat see it up close,3-D.
I give ya brain freeze, Im so raw.
Like coke turn ya cabbage into cole slaw.
Squeeze tricks, split ya wig ike a mohawk.
Ya brought it on yaself,
Its yo fault.
Now erybody on da block know who did it, but uhh where ya body and da dope?
Man i hide it...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:35

It's Goin' Down

Nitty:
Here we go again
Ghetto field USA
You know I go by the name Nitty right?
I gotta introduce you to
anotha mutha****a in my squad right
This nigga go by the name of Joc
He resides in College park right
But for right now
what we gotta do for yall
we gotta give yall a hit

Niggas in my face
damn near every day
aska million questions like Joc where you stay
tell 'em College Park
where they chop cars
In 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone
J's on my feet
I'm on that Patrone so get like me
'69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
beat in my trunk ballin just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood
Posted by the store
pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough
If ya girl choose
let her do her thang
just like her mama nice ass nice brain
Everbody love me
I'm so fly
Nigga throw the dueces everytime i ride by
I know you wonder why
I'm so cool
Dont ask me just
do what you do

meet me in the Trap
it's goin down
meet me in the mall
it's goin down
meet me in the club
it's goin down
anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down

Verse number two
Do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck
Pocket fulla Ben Franks
when Im in the mall
hoes just pause
Pop a few tags gimme dat on da wall
time to flip the work
make the block bump
Boys N da Hood
Call me Black by my trunk
Dope Boy magic
7 days a week
number one record
long as Nitty on the beat
Ooh I think they like me
betta yet I know
LIghts, camera, action
when I walk through the door
Niggas know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black in the coupe
Girls likin Girls
time to recruit
if you gotta problem say it to my face
we can knuckle up anytime any place

meet me in the Trap
it's goin down
meet me in the mall
it's goin down
meet me in the club
it's goin down...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:37

Knock It Out

Yea, I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

First thing first, I like all kinda hoes
Some go to spellman, some dance with no clothes
Mama name me Joc 'cause I do the damn thang
When I throw the dick they come back like boomerangs
Beat the pussy up like a ole beat machine
Oop, there it is, bring a friend, tag team
Then I beat 'em up like the woofers in my vert
I give her tylonel 'cause she say her jaws hurt
Need a chick like Trina, make her dreams come true
Baby when I cum, guarantee you cum too
And like Three 6, the dick hypnotize minds
I put that on my mama baby if you think I'm lyinLil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've

I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

1 + 1, then that equals two
Bitches on deck, one for me and one for you
Just the way I like, straight A Town
Meet me in the room, guarantee it go down
Yea, your baby daddy mad, you woulda spilled the beans
Don't get mad 'cause she on my drill team
I turn virgins into sex fiends
I turn nightmares into wet dreams
Make a jukebox wet, make her think she on her cycle
Hit her from the back, then I grab her by the micros
Make her touch her toes 'til her knees turn weak
Neighbors complain 'cause they say they can't sleep
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've

I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

When it's time for round three, strap on another glove
T.K.O, now the hoe all in love
She love to call me tyson when I nibble on her ear
I hit her wit a combo, now she call me Holyfield
I know it sound vulgar but that's the way she like it
Got the worlds biggest (shhh), don't matter, just don't bite it
No I'm not conceited but see I keep it trill
Playboyz shout it, Mr Black and decradrill
Yea your girl say my name, please don't take offense
Have 'em bent like this, suckin' on some gangsta shit
I don't think it's worth it if you really want the truth
'cause this present time she givin' brain in the houpe
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've

I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've...

Yung Joc

**Prenses** · 08.11.08, 01:41

Livin' The Life

[Southerngirl (Yung Joc)]
I'm just, livin the life, of a young baller shot caller
Dope rider don't mind me I'm just doin my thang
Livin the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter
Gotta get to the money, get money money hey
Livin the life
Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life
(I'ma live every day like a holiday)
(Gotta get to the money, get get to the money)

(Yung Joc)
I've been around the world just like dosey do
Bet Joc Bangkok in Tokyo
Big money by the bankroll, oh fo' shoAin't tryin to brag, just as long as you know
Hey you, tell me why you actin like you're shocked
Been gettin money since my debut dropped (Cha ching)
Pop a couple tabs with my man and them
Date an international chick now I'm landin them
International suites now I'm stayin in them
International freaks I'm playin with them
I can porco hoes, hit the sand with them
We **** all night then I abandon them
Take a top model chick to the cabin man
Call me freaky Jason, get to stabbin man
She call a few friends, run a caravan
I call a few friends, I love sharin man

(Yung Joc)
You see I ball all day up in Amsterdam
Nigga Swiss Miss chick and smoke half a gram
She love takin snapshots on the phone cam
Knockin out a ringtone that's a jam
I see shit that every nigga don't see
I bang Brazil broads under the palm tree
Convinced her to skip town, just her and me
Hit the P and bank exchange my currency
Now my flight leaves at 9, I can't be late
Got a big dollar date somewhere back in the states
M-I-A yo or Cuban bistro
Feel the wind blow, from the seashoSix hour flight back to the West coast
Somewhere swank where Tyra Banks gettin close
Or Eva Pickford, I really dig her
I got some nerve to take this picture

(Yung Joc)
Now you don't have to like what I do
I'ma do me, and you do you
I say that you don't have to like the way I ride
I'm a G, and I gets mine

Yeah I can't lie man, I done seen amazing places
Amazing broads with amazing faces
Persuade them to do things, I make 'em taste it
Baby let's rinse off, we bathin naked
Time to change clothes, we Bathing Ape it
This lavish lifestyle, I can't escape it
Leave no paper trail, the feds can't trace it
Blow a couple hundred thou' around the world, let's make it

Now you don't have to like what I do
I'ma do me, and you do you
I say that you don't have to like the way I ride
I'm a G, and I gets mine...

Yung Joc

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08.11.08, 01:13	#11 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Gettin' To Da Money Gettin' To Da Money (Intro Samples) I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money I be - I be getting I be getting I be getting to da money I be I be getting I be getting I be I be getting I be getting I be I be getting I be getting I be get I be get I be I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money I be I be getting I be getting I be getting to da money I-I be I be getting I be get (Ohh) I be getting I be get (Ohh) I be getting I be get (Ohh) I be get I be I (Yung Joc) That right Talk to 'em; let's go I'm getting to da money twenty four seven, ain't shit changed The cars and the cribs all in my bitch name I'm takin federal chances to make the bezel dance Bitches lookin at me makin sexual advances Nigga ain't shit sweet but you know I'm (Caked up) Got murder men for hire now the (Murder rate up) If snitches on the block, now the (Tıp way up) Block ENT bitch (You can't fade us) Keep the stacks in my momma attic, blow in the basement (shh) Hellafied lawyers make you say where the case went When it's showtime, pay them haters no mind I can make my money flip fo' times in no time (Mike Carlito) Every since I was a young boy nigga movin them G-Units Got the whole city supplied with packs, and that fruity Pop the trunk, money bags and crack, I keep it movin Shake the stack, nigga chopper go Brrap, at your medulla Who you niggaz know, get money like me Mr. Sun Choice Keep them pots of boiling water straight drop, so place your order Got them bricks I'm comin for ya, credit card to the savings Tie your wife up in the basement, hundred thou' where you lay Plus I, get to da money like casinos A young, Robert DeNiro, six K off in the earlobe Ahh you know it's Carlito's Way, I hold that pimp yay Girl and boy, **** the drop, fake niggaz I can't employ (Gorilla Zoe) Yeah, yeah Shorty who you bank with the streets of America Who you roll with the dope boys and dope girls I'm tellin ya What that Chevy sittin on oh it's them deuce deuce Derringers What about yo' connects Pablo from South America Where you stash the money that shoebox in the closet How you move the work I buy it and you haul it How you handle hoes my nigga you call it Tell 'em how the game goes keep ballin and stop stallin Eenie meenie miney moe the Phantom or the Lambo Pop the trunk niggaz got straps like I'm Rambo And Zoe is getting money, know it when they see it nigga I'm here now, you're old news, yeah this my season nigga... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:16	#12 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude) He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude) (Griff) Yo I can't here no music. [Laughing Clears Throught] What's this say here? They wanna know about this young man, well I'ma tell you about this young man, real fast. Cause that's what happens to everybody, they always wanna know what somebody else is doin', so here it go. From the westside AND the southside of Atlanta, Georgia, I bring you a trend setta Chino Doller's potna Ms. B Fantley Block Entertainment's own From Harper Highschool, Bannica Highschool. This nigga went to open campus, he stayed in trouble... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:18	#13 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hear Me Coming Hear Me Coming All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stunting Dope Boys lose they mind when they hear me coming All the haters get to running when they hear that choppa drumming, Bllupp, blllluup bumping (Yung Joc) Y'all ready know, ya ain't even gotta wonder I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that? My rhymes like crack, fiends screaming, "Gimmie that!" I'm being like a monkey, and that '73 dope Need a desert eagle, reefer smelling like a skunk Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji If it's a problem, I suggest you let it go Got some killers over there, more hellan than the lord I beat the block up You can hear me when I'm coming If it's a problem then the choppers start drumming, drumming My niggas flip birds Your niggas flip burgers My niggas got work Your niggas just workers My niggas, we get heard Your niggas is unheard of My niggas murder Your niggas get murdered My niggas wet niggas Your niggas get drenched My niggas play the field Your niggas ride bench My niggas is quarterbacks Your niggas just receive With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked Now ain't that something, let the story get told As the plot thickens and the script unfolds I get back around three We can do it more again Message to them hater middle finger to the wind Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk Everybody know that I do it for the hood Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good Word on the street, Joc got the heat Suede on the seat, 28's on the feet Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money When ya add it up now I'm drinking red money My wrist gone froze Make em jump out of they clothes go on enjoy your night 'cause tomorrow you gotta go Ha ha ha, nigga Rookie of the year, play ya position nigga, you all ** boys stop ya hustling, you all niggas know how we do it. You all know what it is. All the way from the mothering west side to the south side nigga. ML king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three tweny. What's up Koolaide? Yeah. Rest in peace my nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil' Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the mother**ing south side nigga. College Park! Ya know what I'm talking about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain't nothing but love, you all know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up next nigga. And I'm outta here... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:22	#14 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hell Yeah Hell Yeah (Yung Joc) Shorty what the mood is, stacks on deck (hell yeah) Is that your life savings hangin 'round your neck (hell yeah) You put some shoes on that old school 'llac (hell yeah) Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath (hell yeah) Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah) Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah) Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah) Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (Yung Joc) Ay look, ay, Yung J-O-C now E'rybody, know me, better believe I'm O.G. Back back, gimme fo' feet, fo' the iron leave you with a slow leak Slow creep through yo' neighborhood, black SS with the gator and the wood 350 big block under my hood, crack my window smell that good Wipe it down I wish you would, bite my style you wish you could On my town I rep my hood, 'til they lay me down it's understood Oh yes I ride for my homies, I die for my homies I lost a couple loved, yeah I cry for my homies Big guap' on deck, crack rocks on my neck Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet What I got ay you can get it pimp, tell me what's the bid'ness pimp Crush the cake then make it flip, then be shoppin on the Imp If you think I'm lyin then my name ain't Joc The hustle gotta hollerate cause I ain't gon' stop Yeah I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question (Yung Joc) Oh yeah my swagger kill 'em, call me Belligi Williams Don't let the smooth taste fool ya, J so sick need penicillin I love the streets boi, I **** with D boy Whole lot of money off in these streets so pull up a seat let's eat boy Haters gon' have plenty to say, long as pennies off in my safe So don't make me retaliate, AK spray every kinda which a way (Brrr) I do shit you never seen befo', all my clothes next season hoe All my whips the cleanest yo, if you ain't gon' ball what you breathin foFrom hood to hood my name good, Cartier lens, frame wood Your bitch a 10, the brains good (I love this song) I knew you would Real recognize real, dawg that's just how I feel I got nuttin but love to give, on everything that's how I live (Diddy) Aiyyo Joc, lemme get some of this man! C'mon check this out Okay I live it, I done it, oh yeah that's Hustlenomic The ice, the clothes, leave hoes astonished I know, you see it, think twice to believe it Dope boy, magic, got my pinky gleaming Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back The blueprint to these streets, show you how to make that paper stack C'mon (hell yeah) I'm there for real (hell yeah) I'm super chill (Hell yeah) If you need a tip I'm right here (Let's go) Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:26	#15 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Hustlenomic Hustlenomic (Yung Joc) Alright boys and girls You finally made it to the end of the album I hope you learned somethin But the best is yet to come (Welcome to hustlenomic) (Yung Joc) Who would've imagined that life would be so good nigga; now I'm on Cause I'm tired of all the games nigga; now I'm grown Tell you what the game's missing; right from wrong Respect game young nigga, tell them haters so long (Yung Joc) You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means Take the blow, break it down, weigh it on triple beams I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it, I'll flip it I'll rock 'til the mother**in feds come knockin The owner of the hand, I can be the middleman Best if you don't know the man, I just tax an extra grand I get you what'cha want we call that captain and the booker Hustlenomic yeah I'll chop you one, I got it if you want it I'm from the slums, and the sticks, turned crumbs, into bricks Got a bum, full of knicks, gun full of hollow tips And where I'm from we shared everything, we called it hand me downs I implemented Hustlenomic, pimp look at me now (Yung Joc) I can show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle Let me show you how to hustle (Welcome to hustlenomic) Let me show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle I can show you how to hustle nigga (Welcome to hustlenomic) Grab a number two pencil cause I'm 'bout to test niggaz This game about to drop, shit I'm 'bout to bless niggaz I tell 'em no cheating's allowed, eyes on your test nigga I graduated with honors cause see I was the best nigga Two plus two don't equal fo' in my world Seventeen five get your ass thirty six o's of that girl Okay class let's settle down (shhh) you better pay attention Cause I bet the class clown end up in federal detention And when I say detention I ain't talkin after school Cause if you're slippin on your pimpin you'll be rockin county blues Quit trickin on these hoes, man they guaranteed to choose Stop trigger your re up or you're guaranteed to lose Guarantee you slicker with your hustle, do it like the mob do Learn to talk in code, learn to keep the law up off you Cause you niggaz keep snitchin, and hoes keep talkin Either they throw away the ki' or they gon' put you in a coffin (Yung Joc) Hahahahahaha If you made it to this portion of the album Give yourselves a round of applause man I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart For takin the time, to ride with me nigga To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit To thug to this shit, to get money to this shit nigga Hustlenomic$ is what it is It's not a campaign for mother**in attention This is what I do Like I said, if you listen to this shit Apparently what you do nigga, get money, Block E-N-T... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:29	#16 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I Know You See It I Know You See It Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo) How many bitches from the club won't go I know you see it (see it), I know you see it I'm like inny meeny minny mo (mo) How many niggas in the club won't go I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) Now you can call me tipdrill (drill), playing my song (song) Throw a couple ones, then she throw away her thong (thong) When she bust it open, take a picture with my phone (with my phone) She love my cologne, I call it perk body zone (body zone) Now she pussy poppin', it's goin' down (it's goin' down) Slap the waitress on the booty, tell her "get another round" (another round) And when I make it rain, money all over the ground (the ground) Fresh force ones, Sean John button down (button down) And then I'm like "oh (oh) boy (boy), a clique fulla stars (stars)" Big four fifth, big dick, and big cars At the end of the day, when it's all said and done (done) I need four freaks 'cause I need more than one (one) Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo) How many bitches from the club won't go I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some) She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (see it) I'm like inny meeny minny mo How many niggas in the club won't go I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) I'm like bim bam (bam), I know you want some (some) You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) I ain't never been the type to show off in the club (club) Real laid back poppin' plenty bottles of (of) Bub, don't smoke but I got much perk (perk) Get that nigga real high, make him slurp it then burp (hey) Could you be a groupie? I hear you singin' my song (song) Like I see you, lemme feel your tongue (lemme feel your tongue) It's T, miss B nigga, let me get you laced (laced) Take a step back, blow the pussy in ya face I ain't talking cush nigga, I'm talking a rat race So many to choose from, give 'em all a little taste Gotta house fulla pussy, the madam of hip hop My bitches are superstars, so gushy you need a mop Yea Inny meeny minny mo (mo) How many bitches from the club won't go I know you see it (see it), I know you see it I'm like bim (bim ) bam (bam), I know you want some (some) She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it) I'm like inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo) How many niggas in the club won't go I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some) You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) I got stacks on deck, snowflakes on my neck New J's on my feet, make my outfit complete I know you see it (see it), I know you see it I got stacks on deck, niggas love my flow Got a Mohawk blowin', air forces that glow I know you see it (see it), I know you see it Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo) How many bitches from the club won't go I know you see it (see it), I know you see it I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some) She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it) I'm like inny (inny) meeny (meeny) mo (mo) How many niggas in the club won't go I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it) Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:32	#17 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	I'm Him I'm Him Ever seen a do or die, ride or die nigga (I'm him) Ever seenn a nigga flip a pie quicka (I'm him) Have ya ever seen a young, fly nigga (well I'm Him) Have ya ever (I'm him) have Ya ever (I'm him) I'm a grown man,lil boy get gone, dis is my life,my hustle,my song. Is ya mad, Ima mastermind, hit ya wit da 4-5 leave ya ass absent mind. me a **** boy? Dats absent mind, aint nan notha chevy out here fast as mine. 26 no inh wit da Alpine, I meet a bitch, break a bitch in my past time. Im da truth dog, dats my word, Do ya self a favor, dont get served. And if ya got questions dis da business,Stay on top of ya competition. If ya work good, jus hold out. So, when da drowt come erybody sold out. dats when ya doulbe up den watch it bounce back. Do dat again times 10 den ya count dat. In 88' I took ya Jays and ya bomber coat. Now days its ya jays and bomber coke. Yall cats turn gangsta on pro toons, Ima professional gangsta wit pro toons. Ya got beef? Whoa man, ta me u as soft as a woman. Bitches will never know how i get mine, when I put her on da track better get mine. Yeah, dats how its done round here, quiet as kept nigga Im da Don round here. Now check my rapsheet, I aint a convict, Go jail get rite out, aint dat Don shit. I know alot of cats, real hood niggas. Some kill, some steal, some good niggas. But dey will never be quite like me, I love da mighty dollar dat excites me. Yung J-O-C come see me. I got heat see it up close,3-D. I give ya brain freeze, Im so raw. Like coke turn ya cabbage into cole slaw. Squeeze tricks, split ya wig ike a mohawk. Ya brought it on yaself, Its yo fault. Now erybody on da block know who did it, but uhh where ya body and da dope? Man i hide it... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:35	#18 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	It's Goin' Down It's Goin' Down Nitty: Here we go again Ghetto field USA You know I go by the name Nitty right? I gotta introduce you to anotha mutha****a in my squad right This nigga go by the name of Joc He resides in College park right But for right now what we gotta do for yall we gotta give yall a hit Niggas in my face damn near every day aska million questions like Joc where you stay tell 'em College Park where they chop cars In 20 grand spend a grand at the bar Just bought a zone J's on my feet I'm on that Patrone so get like me '69 cutlass wit the bucket seats beat in my trunk ballin just for the freaks Catch me in the hood Posted by the store pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough If ya girl choose let her do her thang just like her mama nice ass nice brain Everbody love me I'm so fly Nigga throw the dueces everytime i ride by I know you wonder why I'm so cool Dont ask me just do what you do meet me in the Trap it's goin down meet me in the mall it's goin down meet me in the club it's goin down anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down Verse number two Do the damn thang Cubes on my neck Pocket fulla Ben Franks when Im in the mall hoes just pause Pop a few tags gimme dat on da wall time to flip the work make the block bump Boys N da Hood Call me Black by my trunk Dope Boy magic 7 days a week number one record long as Nitty on the beat Ooh I think they like me betta yet I know LIghts, camera, action when I walk through the door Niggas know my crew we certified stars Valet in the front bout 35 cars Bitches in the back Black in the coupe Girls likin Girls time to recruit if you gotta problem say it to my face we can knuckle up anytime any place meet me in the Trap it's goin down meet me in the mall it's goin down meet me in the club it's goin down... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:37	#19 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Knock It Out Knock It Out Yea, I been there I done that Knock the pussy out, now she running back So I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out First thing first, I like all kinda hoes Some go to spellman, some dance with no clothes Mama name me Joc 'cause I do the damn thang When I throw the dick they come back like boomerangs Beat the pussy up like a ole beat machine Oop, there it is, bring a friend, tag team Then I beat 'em up like the woofers in my vert I give her tylonel 'cause she say her jaws hurt Need a chick like Trina, make her dreams come true Baby when I cum, guarantee you cum too And like Three 6, the dick hypnotize minds I put that on my mama baby if you think I'm lyinLil mama I'mma (beat it up) All night I'mma (beat it up) That mouth, I'mma (beat it up) That back, I'mma (beat it up) That's right I've I been there I done that Knock the pussy out, now she running back So I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out 1 + 1, then that equals two Bitches on deck, one for me and one for you Just the way I like, straight A Town Meet me in the room, guarantee it go down Yea, your baby daddy mad, you woulda spilled the beans Don't get mad 'cause she on my drill team I turn virgins into sex fiends I turn nightmares into wet dreams Make a jukebox wet, make her think she on her cycle Hit her from the back, then I grab her by the micros Make her touch her toes 'til her knees turn weak Neighbors complain 'cause they say they can't sleep Lil mama I'mma (beat it up) All night I'mma (beat it up) That mouth, I'mma (beat it up) That back, I'mma (beat it up) That's right I've I been there I done that Knock the pussy out, now she running back So I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out When it's time for round three, strap on another glove T.K.O, now the hoe all in love She love to call me tyson when I nibble on her ear I hit her wit a combo, now she call me Holyfield I know it sound vulgar but that's the way she like it Got the worlds biggest (shhh), don't matter, just don't bite it No I'm not conceited but see I keep it trill Playboyz shout it, Mr Black and decradrill Yea your girl say my name, please don't take offense Have 'em bent like this, suckin' on some gangsta shit I don't think it's worth it if you really want the truth 'cause this present time she givin' brain in the houpe Lil mama I'mma (beat it up) All night I'mma (beat it up) That mouth, I'mma (beat it up) That back, I'mma (beat it up) That's right I've I been there I done that Knock the pussy out, now she running back So I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out I knock the pussy out Knock it out, knock it out Lil mama I'mma (beat it up) All night I'mma (beat it up) That mouth, I'mma (beat it up) That back, I'mma (beat it up) That's right I've... Yung Joc

08.11.08, 01:41	#20 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Livin' The Life Livin' The Life [Southerngirl (Yung Joc)] I'm just, livin the life, of a young baller shot caller Dope rider don't mind me I'm just doin my thang Livin the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter Gotta get to the money, get money money hey Livin the life Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life (I'ma live every day like a holiday) (Gotta get to the money, get get to the money) (Yung Joc) I've been around the world just like dosey do Bet Joc Bangkok in Tokyo Big money by the bankroll, oh fo' shoAin't tryin to brag, just as long as you know Hey you, tell me why you actin like you're shocked Been gettin money since my debut dropped (Cha ching) Pop a couple tabs with my man and them Date an international chick now I'm landin them International suites now I'm stayin in them International freaks I'm playin with them I can porco hoes, hit the sand with them We **** all night then I abandon them Take a top model chick to the cabin man Call me freaky Jason, get to stabbin man She call a few friends, run a caravan I call a few friends, I love sharin man (Yung Joc) You see I ball all day up in Amsterdam Nigga Swiss Miss chick and smoke half a gram She love takin snapshots on the phone cam Knockin out a ringtone that's a jam I see shit that every nigga don't see I bang Brazil broads under the palm tree Convinced her to skip town, just her and me Hit the P and bank exchange my currency Now my flight leaves at 9, I can't be late Got a big dollar date somewhere back in the states M-I-A yo or Cuban bistro Feel the wind blow, from the seashoSix hour flight back to the West coast Somewhere swank where Tyra Banks gettin close Or Eva Pickford, I really dig her I got some nerve to take this picture (Yung Joc) Now you don't have to like what I do I'ma do me, and you do you I say that you don't have to like the way I ride I'm a G, and I gets mine Yeah I can't lie man, I done seen amazing places Amazing broads with amazing faces Persuade them to do things, I make 'em taste it Baby let's rinse off, we bathin naked Time to change clothes, we Bathing Ape it This lavish lifestyle, I can't escape it Leave no paper trail, the feds can't trace it Blow a couple hundred thou' around the world, let's make it Now you don't have to like what I do I'ma do me, and you do you I say that you don't have to like the way I ride I'm a G, and I gets mine... Yung Joc

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