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(feat. Freddie Foxxx) The Foxxx... [Freddie Foxxx] Yeah, that's right When I die, remember me baby! And when you livin' large, remember me baby! Cause what you don't give me, I'm gon' take it! YaknawhatImean It's the Missin' Linx baby [Al'Tariq/Fashion] Yo, I can't give a fuck about your cake you go for hoe mackin' while we get this moneys movin' like Cali car jackin' does this feel like some jackin what, when the money get robbed we hit the hood make it good cause we proshin' em up, touchin' em up grandma got it then you got it when I'm not across the block, and I shot it then you shot it cause you batter to the full ain't no ballin' this Songtextenigga we share the prez to the lastest [Freddie Foxxx] Aiyo Black ha, uh, hail [Black Attack] That shit that really make sense don't you need y'all niggas don't you need your fucking fam when it's time to squeeze triggers I understand it though money make the world twist you mad at me king see don't a click go out and ice a girl wrist yo that's that bullshit you fucking jerk you ain't wanna hit us with cash you could've hit us with berk it's all good though I'ma sit back, light up the choke cause with your family I'ma laugh when your niggas go broke [Freddie Foxxx] Turn it uup [Chorus (2x)] Y'all don't know how to get this up, come on split this up! get your cake and shitn it up! uhu Together we gon' scramble for pies let's make your family rise It's all about your Family Ties! come on [Problemz] Aiyo these hater dedicated to them corns you niggas that got dough, but don't wanna put a nigga on you niggas that shitted on proms, to get shitted on shawn well it's peace like ya niggas to fuck up like the throngs memory a few, and you, and all that bullshit you put me through at your way ticket to uligy(?), slick came over the jewelry like Rick the Ruler, cocked back them platinum magnum and the moment he feared, when he sees them lookin' back at em [Al'Tariq/Fashion] Yo, blackin' em stackin' chips the fuck up son we tappin' em, we clappin' em wish you had ties cause now we blacken 'em large as ever, stay tight like close together you foul wheater, I hate you, you stay mo leather you never know, who your friends who your foes but you better know, the close fam forever go forever, go all out, blow all out despise get up with the clan man Family Ties [Chorus] [Black Attack] Yeah, yo, aiyo family ties split cake scramble for pies if everybody holdin', watch your family rise I never put it together, I was lovin' and holdin' my rich nigga turned bids cause she the only one rollin' in I got Scotch, you 'bout to get jack for your shit not us, turn around and get smacked for your shit you can get clapped at, shit I really wantin' mine matter of fact I really hope you get merced from behind [Problemz] It's close line like a nigga doin' seventy on an eleven and a hundred niggas run upon you to collect funds like the rever hand I will never land automatic God's delivery will be prevailin' when time comes to calculate each presidence it's irrelevant do will you blow in your cheeks got niggas knowin' your steez but stil withholdin' on fees got money growin' on trees in your backyard, so we B.B Q'in and do time you won't see peace [Chorus] [Freddie Foxxx] that's right you want it yeah come on turn it up it's Bumpy Knuckles baby the Missin' Linx baby we punish those that don't belong in the underground real niggas never die come on, that's right the thugs dead or alive, can you feel me huh, what, Family Ties got the two nines by the tighs hahaha Aus Songtexte Mania