Take It How U Want It (feat. Sparks)

Rocafella's the army kid Your digits ain't rising fam, it's like you're lactose and tolerant We got fridges for the Taliban load attire man Betta keep ya set up million dolla man soon to be we next up Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one bitch I school The others travel from the little gun force one's See my rocket's set, speak my name and I cock it wet How can I forget see the game she the same I tried to get back in grats hey Man them bitches bought the gift and the curse and heard The verse off the track hey, bitches please same C won't gas me Your boy's classy for those who don't know Chris He like hypnotics mixed with Henney he's ferocious Toasters right beside and clip extending ya suppose to Open fire on any nigga that approach us Fucking roaches most of my niggas from the pro-jects 40-o-ez fuck a moette, mo' money mo' sex, no more stress And for the cut I take it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies Any coward a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers And memories and that's real, press my hand and see if my Cards reveal, had to see some of the hardest squeal, ya'll guard ya grill Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old enough Block killin' me, yeah nigga, I can tell you why these thugs ride Tell you why these thugs die and to the day of my demise I'm blowing, I'm blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la, till' I come in off this high Till these polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me I'm running crazy through the city with the two and letting my thing Quake on these noonies for even think that they can do me dirty I'm nine cluching on the west side of Philly exchanging my war Story with all of my little homies playing the MOB Who just refuse to get a job so they back And forth in and out of these correctional facilities I'm getting phone calls from him every week, laughing Talking 'bout how the whole block feeling me And how when he coming home he ride for me See that used to be me so I feel him I got love Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old enough Yo same o' same o' they want me to work more Just a year ago they ain't give fuck 'bout, bot As far as the bank you can't get a penny up out yours So don't tell me shit about family, we starvin' You helped me stay in this group, I beg your pardon I started this before Chris nigga don't forget Make he come off the hip on what you saying out cha lips Swelling on the past there's no telling if I'm blast Put it back in bags still selling to the mass You move fast might crash, so I move at my own pace Ain't no love loss 'cause I got my own taste You don't put no working hands off my plate To me that shit is snake, them referreds tell me sleep safe But wait, you niggas cake we don't need no fifths My niggas wiring up the shit While we tieing up the strip Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old enough Exclusive nigga take it how you want it man Take it from the gunners ememies won't dispute us They liking heat like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba Touch ya boss then recruit cha Neva lost ain't a loser, been all around the world wit my nigga Jigga ya'll chicken scoopers plenty of times She ain't getting a penny of mine I turn your buns into the cinnamon kind wit one shot That one block still a envy of mine, like I ain't come from the same I can't run from the pain nigga, and I ain't run from a thing home They act a fool when they get hot, I turn the sun into rain though Something the game lost another one to the game From when bodies drop nuttin ashame Just a big payback boy ya Handguns'll bring the big K's back And spray back about a hundred and change Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah They like oh that's that young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch You can get it long as you old enough You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame Since I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that Niggas start blobbin' off names where my block at So I got a spot in the game off my profit And I lock that ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label property's The crew that I'm reppin', two in possession like Who wanna test us huh? You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame Since I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that Niggas start blobbin' off names where my block at So I got a spot in the game off my profit And I lock that ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label property's The crew that I'm reppin', two in possession like Who wanna test us huh? Nucca what? Wa?