Muscle Game (feat. Mark Curry & Mario Winans)

歌詞

Yeah Uh, uh oh Startin' to feel this Startin' to feel it [Black Rob] Yo, who these cats think they is takin' they biz that's round here? Yo, dog, don't even go there This is ours; we built this from the ground on up Now it's flowers; I think you best a round on up Your entourage - slim chance of y'all gettin' large It's non-cipher; that's because B.R.'s in charge It's set here; cats is known for gettin' wet here And left here, till the cops come pick us up [Mark Curry] Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; nigga fold up You and your crew and peoples will get slain This ain't the place to try and gain fame from You gets burnt in the streets a nigga worked hard to make And I'll be damned if I let another brother take it Alive for his own sake; they better vacate Promptly, 'fore they get they ass stomped Listen, take heed to what we sayin', niggas [Chorus] We won't lie; sometimes we stick 'em up Last time, it was enough, though word life some hos did 'em up And nine glocks set 'em up I know it was your dough 'cause I was right there when they split it up I could tell you where to find the corpse But that cheddar - I'm afraid, dog, that's gone forever [Mark Curry] Greed for wealth got us stingy We got a spot that's hot Niggas envy the fact that we clock mad dough They want to see us shut down, but, no I don't think so; the crew is still rakin' the cash flow For every dime bag sold on this block, we want in One slug behind the back; it's under the skin When niggas try to step to the block and Bogard We can't see it happenin' Warn them first; get the fuck out of dodge Better believe that; test it See if we won't put you on your back, niggas [Chorus] [Black Rob] Now bein' that it's all out war I'm bringin' more than that four-by-four Watch me dispose of all y'all Y'all fraud ass niggas Tape me reboard ass niggas Gun bigger than sword ass niggas Now enter in the ring, gun drawn, makin' moves like pawns Two at a time, comin' for mine Like a song, nigga, CBS, he can't be serious finesse He don't believe I keep a gun in the vest [Mark Curry] You think you can disgrace this empire we built from scratch? You stupid; I wouldn't care how ruthless your crew is We got defense on this area; try to attack Mad niggas on the barriers that's dyin' of blast back There be no givin' and no takin', definitely no breakin' Laws we lay down; here's the situation Severe torture is what those who don't feel us face I show no love for a punk-ass nigga we hate Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin' Happens to hard-headed niggas when they don't listen I gave you fair warnin' 'bout the danger you're messin' with A stranger invadin' the street corners are goners Try me, if you think it's a lie, the attitude many niggas had But in the process many die Thinkin' they can step to the block and Bogard And couldn't see it happenin' Warned 'em first: get the fuck outta dodge [Chorus]