about it Be about it (Be about it, 'bout it) Don't, talk about it Be about it (Be about it, 'bout it) Don't, talk about it Be about it (Be about it, '
about it Be about it (Be about it) Don't, talk about it Be about it (Be about it, 'bout it) Don't, talk about it Be about it (I can tell that you) Don
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement Choppin' boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shit Eight ball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it down And
give a pound and let the best stand It's too much skrilla in the land fo' niggaz to be hatin' Captain Savin, I just don't understand 'Cause when I was a
! Initiation spray a nigga wit an a-k Block parties drinkin' 40's smoke somethin' wit meeee We like to roll tightly without the seeds Like kilo I be coastin
with some shit, Call it yayo, and the other shit just call it brown, Some fools lay it down, then act a clown, Call me sousa, I toss a, bird in a matter
knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the child with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the
of Crack, i gotta get it, bein broke? a nigga aint with it show slim the target and i promise i hit it i spit it for the real G's who be out on the
flip young boys like a ki of soda It's the take over, Shut Em Down on the map And we don't give a f**k I drop bombs like a jap And throwed tracks, and
are back at it So line 'em up, shoot 'em down do it know Welcome to ground zero, tell 'em it's ground zero Line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it know Welcome
First a studio, then a video, then we do a show Count my cash flow Yo' the cash must be made Organized crime, cook up a kilo break it down To dimes, spread it
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement Choppin' boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shit Eightball, F A T M A C K, known for layin' it down
down for mine [Chorus:] I get down for mine who be gettin down for theirs If we gettin money put ya hands in the air I get down for mine who be gettin
? Silkk 'bout a coupla K I had it all into powder but it ain't no thang Gimme a coupla hours, I have it all in a cake Trust nobody got my gun And went
, Its like a hologram picture of a tired up niggaz (ahahaha) You never really really know the game, 'cause every time a nigga look up, the shit a changed
(feat. Afficial) (Intro) I'm a criminal, he's a criminal She's a criminal, we some criminals Wouldn't you like to be a criminal too And we thuggin' (
getting money baby, respect that Broke niggaz, get somewhere only the strong survive All about that paper baby, we want it [H.A.W.K.] Money by the tons
