Yae Yo
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Running out of time
Rush, rush to the yayo
Buzz, buzz, give me yayo
Yo, yo, no more yayo
Go, go!
Rush, rush to the yayo
Yo, yo, line up with all the points
On the block with the black pants, leather, Shea Wallace joints
Look, just another day in the life
Just fucking with these foreign ass
Niggas trying to bring up the price
Here we go, deep concentration
Heavy, heavy ammunition to cover any altercation
Yo, you need to keep your eye on me
I'm the shit, homie, come and get these flies off me
Come on, how about some hardcore?
I send my music, find every part raw
Pass me the ball and you know I'm gon' score
Never like the first time, now they want more, more, more
Of the official whiskey with the pistol
Heavyweight champion, shine like crystal
Now it's time to expand
A man with a gun and a plan getting that money any way that I can
It's the Colombian and the Dominican
The cat that brings it and the cat that slangs it
"Say no to drugs" is what I tell the children
But the movies is showing them it's a billion dollar business
The pure coca have your vida going loca
Make a chick sell the chocha
Sell your TV and sell the sofa
Even sold my CD by Toca
Now you want me to greet you like a seΓ±orita?
When you just a sleazy perrita
I had loved you were my one and only
But you flipped the script and then you snitched to the police
See ya, let's be clear
Why you, why you acting like a bia?
Phones is being tapped in, so watch when you yapping
The words you use could mean state time
So don't take it personal, it's just another obstacle
Either you the pimp or the prostitute
Damn! I like that player's attitude, uh
My road to riches is paved with exploding biscuits
I go ballistic, roll with the soldiers instant
I spit fire, walk on water, words searching for wisdoms
Wild out like Brian Earp, woah, he wet you with pistols
I'm paranoid, who's that looking through my window?
My mind playing tricks on me, homie, yeah, I smoke too much indo
Drink too much liquor and I still bump off
Beat the fuck out my face telling you to fuck off
Spit your brains out on my Al Capone, Al Pacino's in Scarface
Hanging from a helicopter like Scarface
His garbage was noticed by my associates at lunch
Years ago in New York, he was in the forum before the fuzz
So what's really good in the hood? Keep the hoes handy
Got stripper bitches sucking my dick for nose candy
Billion dollar bills, got the payroll
We okay, hoes, taking it up the A-hole for the yayo
Problems 'bout to bubble and blow like a flute in the background
When I put my MAC down, I drop hooks
That'll make the crooks put the yaks down
Turn it up a notch to make the fiends put the crack down
Before you know it, the heroin addicts putting they smack down
Like WWF, can you smell what Problem's cooking?
Via satellite live from Brooklyn
Niggas garbage doing up some marvelous hits
The type of shit that'll make a chick show her ass and tits
Hustler put down his bricks, hitman throwing his clips
Cee-Lo experts rolling four, five, six in trips, handing me they chips
Bullet trapping out they whips, handing me keys
Don bottle bitches popping bottles, handing me G's
Colombian popping, shipping keys from overseas
World messengers delivering complimentary C's
Always the greenest of leaves I flow
Kinda frigid when I spit it like an Eskimo
Line for line, I got that yayo
Rush, rush to the yayo
Buzz, buzz, give me yayo
Yo, yo, no more yayo
Go, go!
Rush, rush to the yayo
Yo, yo, line up with all the points
On the block with the black pants, leather, Shea Wallace joints
Look, just another day in the life
Just fucking with these foreign ass
Niggas trying to bring up the price
Here we go, deep concentration
Heavy, heavy ammunition to cover any altercation
Yo, you need to keep your eye on me
I'm the shit, homie, come and get these flies off me
Come on, how about some hardcore?
I send my music, find every part raw
Pass me the ball and you know I'm gon' score
Never like the first time, now they want more, more, more
Of the official whiskey with the pistol
Heavyweight champion, shine like crystal
Now it's time to expand
A man with a gun and a plan getting that money any way that I can
It's the Colombian and the Dominican
The cat that brings it and the cat that slangs it
"Say no to drugs" is what I tell the children
But the movies is showing them it's a billion dollar business
The pure coca have your vida going loca
Make a chick sell the chocha
Sell your TV and sell the sofa
Even sold my CD by Toca
Now you want me to greet you like a seΓ±orita?
When you just a sleazy perrita
I had loved you were my one and only
But you flipped the script and then you snitched to the police
See ya, let's be clear
Why you, why you acting like a bia?
Phones is being tapped in, so watch when you yapping
The words you use could mean state time
So don't take it personal, it's just another obstacle
Either you the pimp or the prostitute
Damn! I like that player's attitude, uh
My road to riches is paved with exploding biscuits
I go ballistic, roll with the soldiers instant
I spit fire, walk on water, words searching for wisdoms
Wild out like Brian Earp, woah, he wet you with pistols
I'm paranoid, who's that looking through my window?
My mind playing tricks on me, homie, yeah, I smoke too much indo
Drink too much liquor and I still bump off
Beat the fuck out my face telling you to fuck off
Spit your brains out on my Al Capone, Al Pacino's in Scarface
Hanging from a helicopter like Scarface
His garbage was noticed by my associates at lunch
Years ago in New York, he was in the forum before the fuzz
So what's really good in the hood? Keep the hoes handy
Got stripper bitches sucking my dick for nose candy
Billion dollar bills, got the payroll
We okay, hoes, taking it up the A-hole for the yayo
Problems 'bout to bubble and blow like a flute in the background
When I put my MAC down, I drop hooks
That'll make the crooks put the yaks down
Turn it up a notch to make the fiends put the crack down
Before you know it, the heroin addicts putting they smack down
Like WWF, can you smell what Problem's cooking?
Via satellite live from Brooklyn
Niggas garbage doing up some marvelous hits
The type of shit that'll make a chick show her ass and tits
Hustler put down his bricks, hitman throwing his clips
Cee-Lo experts rolling four, five, six in trips, handing me they chips
Bullet trapping out they whips, handing me keys
Don bottle bitches popping bottles, handing me G's
Colombian popping, shipping keys from overseas
World messengers delivering complimentary C's
Always the greenest of leaves I flow
Kinda frigid when I spit it like an Eskimo
Line for line, I got that yayo
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.12] Running out of time
[00:06.75] Rush, rush to the yayo
[00:08.83] Buzz, buzz, give me yayo
[00:14.02] Yo, yo, no more yayo
[00:16.25] Go, go!
[00:16.25] Rush, rush to the yayo
[00:20.70] Yo, yo, line up with all the points
[00:22.81] On the block with the black pants, leather, Shea Wallace joints
[00:26.12] Look, just another day in the life
[00:28.13] Just fucking with these foreign ass
[00:29.69] Niggas trying to bring up the price
[00:31.28] Here we go, deep concentration
[00:33.47] Heavy, heavy ammunition to cover any altercation
[00:36.95] Yo, you need to keep your eye on me
[00:38.90] I'm the shit, homie, come and get these flies off me
[00:41.53] Come on, how about some hardcore?
[00:43.64] I send my music, find every part raw
[00:46.16] Pass me the ball and you know I'm gon' score
[00:48.79] Never like the first time, now they want more, more, more
[00:52.18] Of the official whiskey with the pistol
[00:54.50] Heavyweight champion, shine like crystal
[00:57.39] Now it's time to expand
[00:58.86] A man with a gun and a plan getting that money any way that I can
[01:04.36]
[01:11.95] It's the Colombian and the Dominican
[01:14.19] The cat that brings it and the cat that slangs it
[01:16.79] "Say no to drugs" is what I tell the children
[01:19.23] But the movies is showing them it's a billion dollar business
[01:22.60] The pure coca have your vida going loca
[01:25.76] Make a chick sell the chocha
[01:28.29] Sell your TV and sell the sofa
[01:30.57] Even sold my CD by Toca
[01:32.69] Now you want me to greet you like a seΓ±orita?
[01:35.94] When you just a sleazy perrita
[01:38.00] I had loved you were my one and only
[01:40.11] But you flipped the script and then you snitched to the police
[01:43.29] See ya, let's be clear
[01:45.81] Why you, why you acting like a bia?
[01:48.32] Phones is being tapped in, so watch when you yapping
[01:51.10] The words you use could mean state time
[01:53.63] So don't take it personal, it's just another obstacle
[01:57.25] Either you the pimp or the prostitute
[01:59.50] Damn! I like that player's attitude, uh
[02:05.22]
[02:13.13] My road to riches is paved with exploding biscuits
[02:15.82] I go ballistic, roll with the soldiers instant
[02:18.35] I spit fire, walk on water, words searching for wisdoms
[02:21.02] Wild out like Brian Earp, woah, he wet you with pistols
[02:23.46] I'm paranoid, who's that looking through my window?
[02:25.70] My mind playing tricks on me, homie, yeah, I smoke too much indo
[02:28.79] Drink too much liquor and I still bump off
[02:31.35] Beat the fuck out my face telling you to fuck off
[02:33.88] Spit your brains out on my Al Capone, Al Pacino's in Scarface
[02:37.20] Hanging from a helicopter like Scarface
[02:39.46] His garbage was noticed by my associates at lunch
[02:41.65] Years ago in New York, he was in the forum before the fuzz
[02:44.54] So what's really good in the hood? Keep the hoes handy
[02:47.14] Got stripper bitches sucking my dick for nose candy
[02:49.74] Billion dollar bills, got the payroll
[02:51.68] We okay, hoes, taking it up the A-hole for the yayo
[02:56.48]
[03:03.44] Problems 'bout to bubble and blow like a flute in the background
[03:06.51] When I put my MAC down, I drop hooks
[03:08.27] That'll make the crooks put the yaks down
[03:09.92] Turn it up a notch to make the fiends put the crack down
[03:12.32] Before you know it, the heroin addicts putting they smack down
[03:14.94] Like WWF, can you smell what Problem's cooking?
[03:17.96] Via satellite live from Brooklyn
[03:19.67] Niggas garbage doing up some marvelous hits
[03:21.59] The type of shit that'll make a chick show her ass and tits
[03:24.08] Hustler put down his bricks, hitman throwing his clips
[03:26.82] Cee-Lo experts rolling four, five, six in trips, handing me they chips
[03:30.02] Bullet trapping out they whips, handing me keys
[03:32.38] Don bottle bitches popping bottles, handing me G's
[03:34.78] Colombian popping, shipping keys from overseas
[03:37.10] World messengers delivering complimentary C's
[03:39.70] Always the greenest of leaves I flow
[03:41.76] Kinda frigid when I spit it like an Eskimo
[03:43.93] Line for line, I got that yayo
[03:47.06]
[00:06.75] Rush, rush to the yayo
[00:08.83] Buzz, buzz, give me yayo
[00:14.02] Yo, yo, no more yayo
[00:16.25] Go, go!
[00:16.25] Rush, rush to the yayo
[00:20.70] Yo, yo, line up with all the points
[00:22.81] On the block with the black pants, leather, Shea Wallace joints
[00:26.12] Look, just another day in the life
[00:28.13] Just fucking with these foreign ass
[00:29.69] Niggas trying to bring up the price
[00:31.28] Here we go, deep concentration
[00:33.47] Heavy, heavy ammunition to cover any altercation
[00:36.95] Yo, you need to keep your eye on me
[00:38.90] I'm the shit, homie, come and get these flies off me
[00:41.53] Come on, how about some hardcore?
[00:43.64] I send my music, find every part raw
[00:46.16] Pass me the ball and you know I'm gon' score
[00:48.79] Never like the first time, now they want more, more, more
[00:52.18] Of the official whiskey with the pistol
[00:54.50] Heavyweight champion, shine like crystal
[00:57.39] Now it's time to expand
[00:58.86] A man with a gun and a plan getting that money any way that I can
[01:04.36]
[01:11.95] It's the Colombian and the Dominican
[01:14.19] The cat that brings it and the cat that slangs it
[01:16.79] "Say no to drugs" is what I tell the children
[01:19.23] But the movies is showing them it's a billion dollar business
[01:22.60] The pure coca have your vida going loca
[01:25.76] Make a chick sell the chocha
[01:28.29] Sell your TV and sell the sofa
[01:30.57] Even sold my CD by Toca
[01:32.69] Now you want me to greet you like a seΓ±orita?
[01:35.94] When you just a sleazy perrita
[01:38.00] I had loved you were my one and only
[01:40.11] But you flipped the script and then you snitched to the police
[01:43.29] See ya, let's be clear
[01:45.81] Why you, why you acting like a bia?
[01:48.32] Phones is being tapped in, so watch when you yapping
[01:51.10] The words you use could mean state time
[01:53.63] So don't take it personal, it's just another obstacle
[01:57.25] Either you the pimp or the prostitute
[01:59.50] Damn! I like that player's attitude, uh
[02:05.22]
[02:13.13] My road to riches is paved with exploding biscuits
[02:15.82] I go ballistic, roll with the soldiers instant
[02:18.35] I spit fire, walk on water, words searching for wisdoms
[02:21.02] Wild out like Brian Earp, woah, he wet you with pistols
[02:23.46] I'm paranoid, who's that looking through my window?
[02:25.70] My mind playing tricks on me, homie, yeah, I smoke too much indo
[02:28.79] Drink too much liquor and I still bump off
[02:31.35] Beat the fuck out my face telling you to fuck off
[02:33.88] Spit your brains out on my Al Capone, Al Pacino's in Scarface
[02:37.20] Hanging from a helicopter like Scarface
[02:39.46] His garbage was noticed by my associates at lunch
[02:41.65] Years ago in New York, he was in the forum before the fuzz
[02:44.54] So what's really good in the hood? Keep the hoes handy
[02:47.14] Got stripper bitches sucking my dick for nose candy
[02:49.74] Billion dollar bills, got the payroll
[02:51.68] We okay, hoes, taking it up the A-hole for the yayo
[02:56.48]
[03:03.44] Problems 'bout to bubble and blow like a flute in the background
[03:06.51] When I put my MAC down, I drop hooks
[03:08.27] That'll make the crooks put the yaks down
[03:09.92] Turn it up a notch to make the fiends put the crack down
[03:12.32] Before you know it, the heroin addicts putting they smack down
[03:14.94] Like WWF, can you smell what Problem's cooking?
[03:17.96] Via satellite live from Brooklyn
[03:19.67] Niggas garbage doing up some marvelous hits
[03:21.59] The type of shit that'll make a chick show her ass and tits
[03:24.08] Hustler put down his bricks, hitman throwing his clips
[03:26.82] Cee-Lo experts rolling four, five, six in trips, handing me they chips
[03:30.02] Bullet trapping out they whips, handing me keys
[03:32.38] Don bottle bitches popping bottles, handing me G's
[03:34.78] Colombian popping, shipping keys from overseas
[03:37.10] World messengers delivering complimentary C's
[03:39.70] Always the greenest of leaves I flow
[03:41.76] Kinda frigid when I spit it like an Eskimo
[03:43.93] Line for line, I got that yayo
[03:47.06]