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Albert One

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( Albert One )

Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face
New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew

[Fashion]
Hey, you ain´t really you and you ain´t really down
Plus I´m tired of seeing you fucking for they face of ground
´Cause when I sit back and think back of how you found me
It make me react react my fucking yammy
Now I don´t cock, though my mnd is in the sewer
I just kick back six pack and then I do ´er
But she gets stuck on crowing like a cat
´Cause the toes got sucked on she don´t know how to act
Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin
Backing hoes was like heaven
Eleven, years later I tried to hide
And hoped they pass me by like I´m the pharycyde
Just let me puff and lounge with my niggas
Don´t have no time to fake funk with triggers
Don´t believe in kids with that puts cat say
Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit
Spend crazy years with the blues pay dues
Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice
But now the crew combined and we can´t be stopped
Going around the globe to collect the props

When I´m in New York, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Com´ on, out in Cali, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I´m down in Detroit, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Now when I´m out in Philly, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]

[Psycho Les]
I get stoned everyday I gots nothing else to do
I´m getting drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru
And when the night is thru, I won´t have a fucking clue
Of what tomorrow will bring so I pay ten [true]
Yo life´s kind of funny if you don´t make money
Then your days ain´t fuckin sunny
Excuse me for my language
But I´m trying to get my last thing together
And bought the crib to be in my damn bids so never
Acted like I deserve to have it
I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you silly
Rabbit, I´m coming at your door
Tracks behind the stacks better yo I´m brought showa
I´m showa, unlike others wanna pop u
Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you need to stop
´Cause when I approach and you can´t back up
What you said [Toma]
Fly you fucking head like that

Now when I´m in Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Texax, uhh, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I´m out in Chicago, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Out in DC, you know what I wanna hear

[Juju]
Real niggas do real things and that´s a fact
And real niggas could lick their hoes in niggas backs
And your life´s down like a heavy price to pay
For some bullshit that you ain´t even had to say
But don´t sweat that, ´cause I´m ´ma let you keep your head
If I wanted to kill, you´re already be dead
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake
Taking care of business yeah without a doubt
And I´m ´ma make a million dollars kid before I´m out
Yeah I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona
Going hand to hand gettin´ loot on the corner
Life is full of stress and to rest my brain
So I puff the buddha bless and destroy the pain
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake

When I´m in Japan, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I´m out in London, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Hey when I´m in Norway, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
And when I´m out in Paris, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Beatnuts in the house
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