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(feat. Baby Madison, Meeno, Tony Wink) [Intro: Dame Grease] We have (we have) Some the (some of the) Exclusive (exclusive) Hardest (hardest) Vacant Lot ya'll! (Vacant Lot ya'll) Yeah (yeah) It only just because I told ya (I told ya) Let's go Muh'fackaz (Muh'Fackaz) [Verse 1: Tony Wink] Yo, I 'em payed dues for years, so I'm in to shot game Even though I got a deal, I still hustle in the rain Fuck fame These cold streetz puffin' through my veins Like a agent ?affected payin' me, wanna dig with the cane? Young niggas comin' up fast, we wantin' the same Lookin' back on 'em years, like the streetz ain't changed Ten years in the game, still spinnin' I'm still runnin', still gunnin' at foes And money's still comin' A half of these niggas is talkin' about it and get shit Is the winky type of bite a block, just revere it Live my life tactfree and don't give a fuck about nothing SongtexteA ?17's? fo' enemies a whole type of duckin' So every picture's money I get, I'ma double it Even if I'd sell a mill, I'd still be bubblin' I still cop solo, can't trust no man ??? Meeno & my nigga half dead (C'mon) [Yeah] (I have told ya'll!, huh, die slow) [Chorus x2:] Never Thought that it would happen this way After all this shit I did, never thought that I'd be rappin' one day Uh, uh, uh [Verse 2: Meeno] Never Thought I'd have a Benz Fo' ?V twizzy?, when a dime's on a ?D-Throw? You know the tinks Never thought a nigga like me would cheat in the game Taxfree money, still get a seat in the change Never Thought of bein' taught, with me deep in the game On the other side of the town with these weak ass lames Never wanted to see "Live On Lenox" Vacant Lot Foot ya'll niggas, my crew will make it hot Def to a man that saved alot We do it all for the love of the kids, love of the block Wanna start me poppin', love it or not I've been through alot of Bullshit and you thought I forgot Gotta get whut you deserve and I owe you alot Cause we the ballin' niggas Hard to fall niggas Ready when it's time for thoughts, you cored niggas Sendin' this shit out to all ya'll niggas Wanna know whut we about, we ball on niggas Vacant Lot, 99, Fuck ya'll [Chorus] [Verse 3: Baby Madison] Who would ever thought I woulda switch games I thought all this crack money I gain And all the cold nights hustlin' in the rain Still runnin' from the cops Game don't stop Wanna restin' til' they catchin', I'ma had it the game Back my coke to blast Nigga rubbers' been on my nuts The free work is on the block I ain't tryna get knocked Supplyin' with the light tops with plastic glocks I'ma ball til' I drop whether you like it or not When it's on, so they dump, blamin' on Vacant Lot We niggas makin' it hot, we about to drop Talk slick and blow ?droh?, I be blazin' tribes Watch your mouth and your man ?off? I be diffin' the back Grimmy niggas lay back, slingin' raps like crack House full of Platinum Plaques, I did it at last Dirty money to green cash, to the best throw wacks And if you can't except it, then nigga respect it Number One on Billboards, better run and check it Uh! [Chorus x2] [Outro: Dame Grease] I never realized life can be so simple, baby (so simple baby) Haha ha-hah (Haha ha-hah) We doin' this for the kids (doin' it for the kids) We doin' this for the love of the block (love of the block) It's all we got (It's all we got) Ya know whut I'm sayin' (Ya know whut I'm sayin') Whut you livin' for (Whut you livin' for) Cause whut you love (Cause whut you love), is whut you hate (is whut you hate) Ask yourself (Ask yourself) You can never be like us (You can never be like us) Respect yourself (Respect yourself) It's on you to hold it, kid (It's on you to hold it, kid) Fuck all ya'll! (Fuck all ya'll) Aus Songtexte Mania