Face 2 Face lyrics - Cassidy
Chea, Chea
Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
Listen up man I be switchin up the language.
I used to slang with the cain in my anus.
But now I'm famous, you know how the game is.
I came to let you niggas know what my name is. (Cassidy)
I'm C-A double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me.
I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know the name on my ID.
Barry Adrian Reese, that's my real name (Cassidy).
I got a vicious spill game and I peel cain.
I still came from the grind and the gristle.
Just tryna make a dollar out of dime and a nickel.
I'm palmin the pistol, we can make war.
You thought that when they made ya guns that they aint make more?
And I'm gonna make sure I do it big for my peoples kid.
I aint tryna let my city down like the Eagles did.
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
It's true, money do talk cuz we conversated.
That's why everything I do I get compensated.
It's easy to get cheese, it aint complicated.
A nigga got what you need you go and confiscate it.
I'm kinda hated but the love kinda dominate it.
I aint lyricist of the year, but I was nominated.
My whole family on the grind so I'm crime related.
All this time I waited to shine, it's bout time I made it.
The drama, save it, I aint lookin for beef.
I'm sittin in the kitchen cookin the geese with no feathers and beaks.
We way better you could never compete.
You hear how Swiss put together the beat?
He make it easy for me.
I paint pictures make it easy to see.
It aint nuttin to talk greezy to me, I
do you greezy fa free.
You should know I'm not a game by now, and you should definitely now my fuckin name by now.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
I'm a gangsta you can tell by my verses I am.
Let me explain what kind of person I am.
When I was young they called me a BeBe kid,
I was worser than them.
I was wild as a child and got worser at 10. When
I start dislikin the rules like it was cool.
Actin a fool, fightin, bringin knifes to my school.
I cooled down at 13 and start mackin the whores,
that's when I fell back and started actin mature.
I hit the scene at 15 and started gettin a name cuz I was rhymin and grindin, I was gettin the change.
A couple years later got down with the team.
I was signed to Ruff Ryders movin pounds of the green.
I did a groove album, but I aint get a release,
that's when I politiced with Swiss and started rippin his beats.
But I was still hittin the streets and sellin the cain.
I'm a hustla, muthafucka tell em the name.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my muthafuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
Listen up man I be switchin up the language.
I used to slang with the cain in my anus.
But now I'm famous, you know how the game is.
I came to let you niggas know what my name is. (Cassidy)
I'm C-A double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me.
I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know the name on my ID.
Barry Adrian Reese, that's my real name (Cassidy).
I got a vicious spill game and I peel cain.
I still came from the grind and the gristle.
Just tryna make a dollar out of dime and a nickel.
I'm palmin the pistol, we can make war.
You thought that when they made ya guns that they aint make more?
And I'm gonna make sure I do it big for my peoples kid.
I aint tryna let my city down like the Eagles did.
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man!
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
It's true, money do talk cuz we conversated.
That's why everything I do I get compensated.
It's easy to get cheese, it aint complicated.
A nigga got what you need you go and confiscate it.
I'm kinda hated but the love kinda dominate it.
I aint lyricist of the year, but I was nominated.
My whole family on the grind so I'm crime related.
All this time I waited to shine, it's bout time I made it.
The drama, save it, I aint lookin for beef.
I'm sittin in the kitchen cookin the geese with no feathers and beaks.
We way better you could never compete.
You hear how Swiss put together the beat?
He make it easy for me.
I paint pictures make it easy to see.
It aint nuttin to talk greezy to me, I
do you greezy fa free.
You should know I'm not a game by now, and you should definitely now my fuckin name by now.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
I'm a gangsta you can tell by my verses I am.
Let me explain what kind of person I am.
When I was young they called me a BeBe kid,
I was worser than them.
I was wild as a child and got worser at 10. When
I start dislikin the rules like it was cool.
Actin a fool, fightin, bringin knifes to my school.
I cooled down at 13 and start mackin the whores,
that's when I fell back and started actin mature.
I hit the scene at 15 and started gettin a name cuz I was rhymin and grindin, I was gettin the change.
A couple years later got down with the team.
I was signed to Ruff Ryders movin pounds of the green.
I did a groove album, but I aint get a release,
that's when I politiced with Swiss and started rippin his beats.
But I was still hittin the streets and sellin the cain.
I'm a hustla, muthafucka tell em the name.
Cassidy
Who the sickest in the game man?
Cassidy
Who be flippin all the cain man?
Cassidy
Who get the change man?
The boul Cassidy
Errbody say my name man?
Cassidy
Now what my muthafuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my mufuckin name is?
Cassidy
What my name is?
The boul Cassidy
Man tell these niggas what my name is!
Cassidy
Chea
Cassidy
All Day All Night lyrics - Cassidy (feat. The Game)
[Verse 1]
[The Game]
We on the spot like ya
On the top like ya
Bring the Rozay leather
Bottles pop like yaaa
Lift up your top ma yaaaa
Now make your booty drop like yaaaa
[Cassidy]
I'm bought the kind you
On the rocks right here
Red cups and the coconuts
Ciroc right here
[The Game]
Yeaaa, we gon rock right here
and my bang bang got the gloc right here
my gang bang chain full of rocks right here
[Cassidy]
I slang gang man got the rock right here
[The Game]
Cop right here
Ain't no cops right here
[Cassidy]
You Game this is block, nigga stop right here
[The Game]
Parked the drop right here
Put the top right there
Presidential watch ya, Barack right here
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
[Verse 2]
[The Game]
Yo if Cass don't get em
Then the 44 Mag gon split him
Till the tag gon fit him
Hundred Grand on my denim
I'm the man of my denim
Purple Haze, Kush, (?) Japan on my denim
But I pac you and yo man and my denim
Be somewhere on the beach Write sand on my denim
[Cassidy]
I keep the blam blam and my denim
That's why I ain't got a fear
But then the game is a lot of quiz
I keep the poker face even playing Solitaire
For the cheese I went through more trees than Koala Bears
[The Game]
Ski mask and the gloves ya I got a pairs
Run around empty out the pound
[Cassidy]
And we outta here
Ya I keep a lot of sneaks and a lot of gear
[The Game]
Nigga bling your chain swinging looking like a lot of flash
[Cassidy]
Come and niggas heads
Make em shed a lot of tears
[The Game]
Leave em looking like Baby and em
Got Gloc be with Doc Slim Shady and em
[Cassidy]
Game I'm the new joint and you the crazy and them
[The Game]
(?) Nigga ballin like katy and them
[Cassidy]
I fuck the game man niggas talk crazy to hell
They gettin injured like Tracy McGrady and them
[The Game]
Lost to L.A. like big baby and them
[Cassidy]
Fuck Basketball nigga
[The Game]
Take the ratchet off niggas
[Cassidy]
We clap it off nigga
Make your hat lift off nigga
[The Game]
We pass rock like the ratchet ball niggas
[Cassidy]
We light off the dutch and pluck ashes on niggas
[The Game]
Nigga how about keepin all jackin all niggas
[Cassidy]
Duck tape rope
Kidnappin y'all niggas
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) Yo Game make it do what it do
[Bridge]
[The Game]
White chick named Portia
4 door coop
Cass Imma make it do what it do
[Cassidy]
I make you know the streets
Know I'm a threat when I step in the booth
Game Imma make it do what it do
[The Game]
So make it do what it do
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) Yo Game make it do
[The Game]
We on the spot like ya
On the top like ya
Bring the Rozay leather
Bottles pop like yaaa
Lift up your top ma yaaaa
Now make your booty drop like yaaaa
[Cassidy]
I'm bought the kind you
On the rocks right here
Red cups and the coconuts
Ciroc right here
[The Game]
Yeaaa, we gon rock right here
and my bang bang got the gloc right here
my gang bang chain full of rocks right here
[Cassidy]
I slang gang man got the rock right here
[The Game]
Cop right here
Ain't no cops right here
[Cassidy]
You Game this is block, nigga stop right here
[The Game]
Parked the drop right here
Put the top right there
Presidential watch ya, Barack right here
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
[Verse 2]
[The Game]
Yo if Cass don't get em
Then the 44 Mag gon split him
Till the tag gon fit him
Hundred Grand on my denim
I'm the man of my denim
Purple Haze, Kush, (?) Japan on my denim
But I pac you and yo man and my denim
Be somewhere on the beach Write sand on my denim
[Cassidy]
I keep the blam blam and my denim
That's why I ain't got a fear
But then the game is a lot of quiz
I keep the poker face even playing Solitaire
For the cheese I went through more trees than Koala Bears
[The Game]
Ski mask and the gloves ya I got a pairs
Run around empty out the pound
[Cassidy]
And we outta here
Ya I keep a lot of sneaks and a lot of gear
[The Game]
Nigga bling your chain swinging looking like a lot of flash
[Cassidy]
Come and niggas heads
Make em shed a lot of tears
[The Game]
Leave em looking like Baby and em
Got Gloc be with Doc Slim Shady and em
[Cassidy]
Game I'm the new joint and you the crazy and them
[The Game]
(?) Nigga ballin like katy and them
[Cassidy]
I fuck the game man niggas talk crazy to hell
They gettin injured like Tracy McGrady and them
[The Game]
Lost to L.A. like big baby and them
[Cassidy]
Fuck Basketball nigga
[The Game]
Take the ratchet off niggas
[Cassidy]
We clap it off nigga
Make your hat lift off nigga
[The Game]
We pass rock like the ratchet ball niggas
[Cassidy]
We light off the dutch and pluck ashes on niggas
[The Game]
Nigga how about keepin all jackin all niggas
[Cassidy]
Duck tape rope
Kidnappin y'all niggas
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) Yo Game make it do what it do
[Bridge]
[The Game]
White chick named Portia
4 door coop
Cass Imma make it do what it do
[Cassidy]
I make you know the streets
Know I'm a threat when I step in the booth
Game Imma make it do what it do
[The Game]
So make it do what it do
[Chorus]
[The Game & Cassidy]
All Day, All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day, (all day) All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) We Make It Do What It Do
All Day (all day), All Night (all night)
All Day (all day), All Night (all night) Yo Game make it do
Girl Like Her lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Mya)
Dear baby, wassup witch? I really do wanna believe it,
but you know, so good I guess a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
I mean you you couldn't just wait like 3 more days till I got back to town
I don't even understand
Should have known better, you went behind my back and you had to mess with something like that
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
The first night was love at first sight
I liked you when I first saw you, when I first called you
The first conversation was making my blood boil
So now you gon get spoiled, enjoy cuz ur boy loyal
You are a beautiful rose that grew up on some bad soil
Any place anywhere, I don't care, I'm here for you
Them girlfriends you got, they really don't care for you
They just trying make up shit to ruin our relationship
But think about it, what they shoutin out aint makin sense
They just hatin and try to break us up
But I won't take offense, they hoodrats...
They decide thatll take the bench,
But if I'm lying you can lock me up and take my prints
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
I can lie, was a pimp, yeah I had a squad
That's why I never been married, never had a bride
But look ma, that was the past, you don't have to cry
You're financially stable when you're sexually satisfied
The ladies always be on my feast
But don't believe what they be putting on Twitter and MySpace
Why you hate me, cause a low rumor started?
Is you retarded, that's what they do to artists
I'm the hottest rapper out them other dudes is garbage
That's why the ladies love me but I want you regardless
The girl they say I'm cheating with I ain't sleeping with
The media say I'm creepin wit ery girl they see me wit
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
And now I understand if you just wasn't ready
But all you had to do is just be honest and tell me that
That you needed some time, time and space to play the field and have fun but you
Wanted your cake and to eat it too
i said It's not the fact you cheated, it's the fact with who
That's why I'm so heated, and I was so disappointed when I finally seen it
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
but you know, so good I guess a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
I mean you you couldn't just wait like 3 more days till I got back to town
I don't even understand
Should have known better, you went behind my back and you had to mess with something like that
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
The first night was love at first sight
I liked you when I first saw you, when I first called you
The first conversation was making my blood boil
So now you gon get spoiled, enjoy cuz ur boy loyal
You are a beautiful rose that grew up on some bad soil
Any place anywhere, I don't care, I'm here for you
Them girlfriends you got, they really don't care for you
They just trying make up shit to ruin our relationship
But think about it, what they shoutin out aint makin sense
They just hatin and try to break us up
But I won't take offense, they hoodrats...
They decide thatll take the bench,
But if I'm lying you can lock me up and take my prints
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
I can lie, was a pimp, yeah I had a squad
That's why I never been married, never had a bride
But look ma, that was the past, you don't have to cry
You're financially stable when you're sexually satisfied
The ladies always be on my feast
But don't believe what they be putting on Twitter and MySpace
Why you hate me, cause a low rumor started?
Is you retarded, that's what they do to artists
I'm the hottest rapper out them other dudes is garbage
That's why the ladies love me but I want you regardless
The girl they say I'm cheating with I ain't sleeping with
The media say I'm creepin wit ery girl they see me wit
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
And now I understand if you just wasn't ready
But all you had to do is just be honest and tell me that
That you needed some time, time and space to play the field and have fun but you
Wanted your cake and to eat it too
i said It's not the fact you cheated, it's the fact with who
That's why I'm so heated, and I was so disappointed when I finally seen it
My love grew to hatred, your love was like a drug but see I rehabilitated
You had a real woman but you ain't appreciate it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
My love grew to hatred, I know you and me shouldn't be affiliated
I was a real woman but see you never would of made it
Why you cheating on me with a girl like her
Drumma Bass lyrics - Cassidy
You've got to dance people,
Dance People, Dance uhh.
(The Hustler. Larceny Family)
(Get your jig on)
Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Basss
Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Bass
Yeah I'm right here with my hands in the air
Doin my little dance. I'm the man up in here
I'm feeling good I got a lot of fans up in here
My shoes see through like a kat scan up in here
Yeah I'm gettin high puttin grams in the air
Got my eyes looking like I'm from japan up in here
I brought a couple grand up in here
And my ice shine so bright you might catch a tan up in here
I'm an ape. and my man is a bear
So I aint scared of none of yal standin in here
Mami I aint your man or that man in your ear
But I want you to understand
I'm the man up in here
I'm back with the (drumma drumma drumma bass)
Snares and high hats
Yeah I'm back up in the place
You can hate it so good in the hood I'm great
I was never fake
Early like I've never been late
I'm never sober. smoking marijuana to the face
Sippin some champagne you probly never get to taste
Cuz you cant afford it. if you order by the case
For the watch I paid a quarter
Frozen water in the face
I know its a recession and a lot of people down
But Imma keep to pushin
I ain't got a bush to beat around
I'm with some freak I found,
Dancin with my hands on her hip
Imma take her home and let her dance up on my dick
Listen I'm on a mission to get richer and richer
My life like a movie
But you ain't getin the picture
Gotta get the money
Then get what money will get ya
cuz when you gone God ain't lettin you bring it with ya
I wish I could rewind time and be young again
Take it back to when cats was dancin havin fun again
And get it jumpin like house party one again
If u ain't dancin u ain't comin in.
Sorry
Dance People, Dance uhh.
(The Hustler. Larceny Family)
(Get your jig on)
Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Basss
Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Drumma Bass
Yeah I'm right here with my hands in the air
Doin my little dance. I'm the man up in here
I'm feeling good I got a lot of fans up in here
My shoes see through like a kat scan up in here
Yeah I'm gettin high puttin grams in the air
Got my eyes looking like I'm from japan up in here
I brought a couple grand up in here
And my ice shine so bright you might catch a tan up in here
I'm an ape. and my man is a bear
So I aint scared of none of yal standin in here
Mami I aint your man or that man in your ear
But I want you to understand
I'm the man up in here
I'm back with the (drumma drumma drumma bass)
Snares and high hats
Yeah I'm back up in the place
You can hate it so good in the hood I'm great
I was never fake
Early like I've never been late
I'm never sober. smoking marijuana to the face
Sippin some champagne you probly never get to taste
Cuz you cant afford it. if you order by the case
For the watch I paid a quarter
Frozen water in the face
I know its a recession and a lot of people down
But Imma keep to pushin
I ain't got a bush to beat around
I'm with some freak I found,
Dancin with my hands on her hip
Imma take her home and let her dance up on my dick
Listen I'm on a mission to get richer and richer
My life like a movie
But you ain't getin the picture
Gotta get the money
Then get what money will get ya
cuz when you gone God ain't lettin you bring it with ya
I wish I could rewind time and be young again
Take it back to when cats was dancin havin fun again
And get it jumpin like house party one again
If u ain't dancin u ain't comin in.
Sorry
Hate Me Or Love Me lyrics - Cassidy
[Chorus]
You can hate me or love me
(Hate, hate me or love me)
You can hate me or love me
(Hate me or love me)
I'm grinding still making this money
I'm making this guap
No you ain't taking it from me
You ain't taking my spot
You can hate me or love me
(Hate, hate me or love me)
You can hate me or love me
(Hate me or love me)
I'm grinding still making this money
I'm making this cake
No you ain't taking it from me
You ain't taking my place
So you can hate me or love me
I'm still spending my clientele cheese
I ain't gotta sell keys
I'm a boss I own companies LLC's
I floss the ice on my cross could make hell freeze
My wheel cost a quarter mil my rims cost 12 g's
I had paper before I was selling LP's
That's why I get more head than the female weave
?? weed till' I could bare leave the hell brief
Anytime you turn around I'm smoking I burn it down
I'm burning now what I steam green as Kermit now
I seen so much money my eyes like Eric Sermon's now
Life a bitch but shit I can't turn her down
I'm addicted to the biscuit can't put the burner down
I got Mount Erie Oaklane German town
Northwest and South Philly riding out with me
So I doubt you dudes wanna shoot it out with me
We Bad Boys getting Dirty Money without Diddy
[Chorus]
I want more riches and more bitches the boy vicious
Everyday different gear every year my car switches
I just bought a house bout as large as a straw bridge is
Ridiculous, four floors big as a department store
Yours the size of the garage where I park my car
Cause you only sold a little rock like Arkansas
I mess with Aki's that'll spark at y'all
They'll catch a body then get back on they ?? and scream ??
I ain't selfish y'all I'm more of a boss than y'all
I look better got more cheddar and got more heart than y'all
You from the projects but you ain't never walked the hall
Plus you wasn't in the streets you only hustle in your sleep
That's why they call it street dreams you niggas sweet
I ain't skip a beat I'm still spitting like I'm missing teeth
I'm so sick man I took it over with no permission
I'm getting money hate me or love me it's your decision
[Chorus]
I really made it you really love it or really hate it
I'm sick a lunatic I need to be facilitated
You niggas gon' flop if you not affiliated
I'm a Philly native for real don't get humiliated
I make a brick sell fast as rock ??
I spit fishscale when my fans ain't rehabilitated
All the songs I brung out got 'em strung out
You had your chance to shine but your time bout to run out
[Chorus]
You can hate me or love me
(Hate, hate me or love me)
You can hate me or love me
(Hate me or love me)
I'm grinding still making this money
I'm making this guap
No you ain't taking it from me
You ain't taking my spot
You can hate me or love me
(Hate, hate me or love me)
You can hate me or love me
(Hate me or love me)
I'm grinding still making this money
I'm making this cake
No you ain't taking it from me
You ain't taking my place
So you can hate me or love me
I'm still spending my clientele cheese
I ain't gotta sell keys
I'm a boss I own companies LLC's
I floss the ice on my cross could make hell freeze
My wheel cost a quarter mil my rims cost 12 g's
I had paper before I was selling LP's
That's why I get more head than the female weave
?? weed till' I could bare leave the hell brief
Anytime you turn around I'm smoking I burn it down
I'm burning now what I steam green as Kermit now
I seen so much money my eyes like Eric Sermon's now
Life a bitch but shit I can't turn her down
I'm addicted to the biscuit can't put the burner down
I got Mount Erie Oaklane German town
Northwest and South Philly riding out with me
So I doubt you dudes wanna shoot it out with me
We Bad Boys getting Dirty Money without Diddy
[Chorus]
I want more riches and more bitches the boy vicious
Everyday different gear every year my car switches
I just bought a house bout as large as a straw bridge is
Ridiculous, four floors big as a department store
Yours the size of the garage where I park my car
Cause you only sold a little rock like Arkansas
I mess with Aki's that'll spark at y'all
They'll catch a body then get back on they ?? and scream ??
I ain't selfish y'all I'm more of a boss than y'all
I look better got more cheddar and got more heart than y'all
You from the projects but you ain't never walked the hall
Plus you wasn't in the streets you only hustle in your sleep
That's why they call it street dreams you niggas sweet
I ain't skip a beat I'm still spitting like I'm missing teeth
I'm so sick man I took it over with no permission
I'm getting money hate me or love me it's your decision
[Chorus]
I really made it you really love it or really hate it
I'm sick a lunatic I need to be facilitated
You niggas gon' flop if you not affiliated
I'm a Philly native for real don't get humiliated
I make a brick sell fast as rock ??
I spit fishscale when my fans ain't rehabilitated
All the songs I brung out got 'em strung out
You had your chance to shine but your time bout to run out
[Chorus]
High Off Life lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Junior Reid, Notch)
[Chorus]
Everyday everyday everyday everyday
Off the life
I get high
So high
That I can kiss the sky
Heads in the clouds
But I don't know why
But you can tell by the look in my eyes
Everyday everyday everyday everyday
Off the life
I get high
So high
That I can kiss the sky
Heads in the clouds
But I don't know why
But you can tell by the look in my eyes
You don't wanna party
When you're around me
I'm a drug dealer
And a killer like ..
I can't go upstate
I do time in a county
But the federal police surrounds me
[Chorus]
I'm driving my JT Bentley
Put your baby mama .. Monica Lewensky
She've seen a president she'd jump in their ...
.. you can see she's on my dick evidently
She said oh no I'm not a hore but you can .. me
I'm like .. baby father .. like a century
He'd be drawing me like Leonardo DaVinci
I always drink until my glass's empty
Smoke too much weed that I got a bad memory
It's a lot of jealousy and envy
But it's all good
I got the neighborhood and my friends
[Chorus]
You don't wanna test me
You can get snipe like ...
Shuts pop like Pepsi
You better respect me
I'll kick your ass like ..
Put you on ice like ..
Turn you into a ghost like ..
None of you folks gonna impress me
.. but it's sexy
Email attacks me
Call on my phone
They try to catch me
They blow me like dizzy
...
They're addicted to my dick
So all the chicks stress me like
I'm vitamin acid
[Chorus]
Everyday everyday everyday everyday
Off the life
I get high
So high
That I can kiss the sky
Heads in the clouds
But I don't know why
But you can tell by the look in my eyes
Everyday everyday everyday everyday
Off the life
I get high
So high
That I can kiss the sky
Heads in the clouds
But I don't know why
But you can tell by the look in my eyes
You don't wanna party
When you're around me
I'm a drug dealer
And a killer like ..
I can't go upstate
I do time in a county
But the federal police surrounds me
[Chorus]
I'm driving my JT Bentley
Put your baby mama .. Monica Lewensky
She've seen a president she'd jump in their ...
.. you can see she's on my dick evidently
She said oh no I'm not a hore but you can .. me
I'm like .. baby father .. like a century
He'd be drawing me like Leonardo DaVinci
I always drink until my glass's empty
Smoke too much weed that I got a bad memory
It's a lot of jealousy and envy
But it's all good
I got the neighborhood and my friends
[Chorus]
You don't wanna test me
You can get snipe like ...
Shuts pop like Pepsi
You better respect me
I'll kick your ass like ..
Put you on ice like ..
Turn you into a ghost like ..
None of you folks gonna impress me
.. but it's sexy
Email attacks me
Call on my phone
They try to catch me
They blow me like dizzy
...
They're addicted to my dick
So all the chicks stress me like
I'm vitamin acid
[Chorus]
She Addicted lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Naila Boss)
[Chorus:]
Your all I need that's all
I'm addicted to your love your love
But when you leave I feel withdrawls
Because I'm addicted to your love
I'm addicted
[Cassidy:]
I was driving down Nice town to pick up Keyshia
And I almost crashed when I passed this chick named Rachel
She ain't have a ring on her finger but really faithful to some big willy
but I'm really getting cake too
Mami a hotty gotta body and a face too but she tasteful I could probly give her felatial
She had a ass that'll probly intimidate you
but I called her like Rachel come her don't make me chase you
She stopped and said Cass I always wanted to date you since the hotel video I wanted to rape you
Boy I wanna taste you
I said well we leaving and I took her to the top floor of the 4 seasons and got right,
that twat tight I know you feel me
She was like I'm dying you are trying to kill me
I made her come so many times I feel guilty
I hit it now shawty addicted u fucking feel me?
[Chorus]
Chicks is addicted to my dick they can't leave that
Like a crackhead need a hit the chicks need that
Diamonds is a girls best friend, don't beleive that
Dick is a chick best friend betta beleive dat
It's diamonds on my wrist neck diamonds on my hand
If I'm your best friend you could get diamonds and a man
But Pam say she'd rather have diamonds then a man
and she'd rather use the rabbit than put time in with a man
[Nalia Boss:]
Well a vibrator's safe then grinding on a man and I'm disease free,
I don't use condoms on my hand understand
[Cassidy:]
I said Yes Pam I respect that
but if you take a chance with tha boy you won't regret that
She thought for a while and smiled like I accept that
You can get tha wet? but you gotta protect that
Pam I protect myself don't even sweat that
I hit it now shawty addicted
She always check dat
[Chorus]
Yo my love like a drug, she addicted to me
She addicted cause I'm hittin it ridicously
And she know that it's a lot of fish in the sea
But I'm a fisherman I reel in every chick I see
She addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She can't quit it cause she addicted (I'm addicted)
[Nalia Boss:]
Definately wanna love you til I overdose
I'm up for aquatics it's like I lose control
Never go away promise me you'll stand beside me baby
And even if you ever get locked up I will come and set you free
Baby I'm all you need more then a regular chick you see truly
[Chorus]
I'm addicted to your love your love I'm addicted [x3]
Your all I need that's all
I'm addicted to your love your love
But when you leave I feel withdrawls
Because I'm addicted to your love
I'm addicted
[Cassidy:]
I was driving down Nice town to pick up Keyshia
And I almost crashed when I passed this chick named Rachel
She ain't have a ring on her finger but really faithful to some big willy
but I'm really getting cake too
Mami a hotty gotta body and a face too but she tasteful I could probly give her felatial
She had a ass that'll probly intimidate you
but I called her like Rachel come her don't make me chase you
She stopped and said Cass I always wanted to date you since the hotel video I wanted to rape you
Boy I wanna taste you
I said well we leaving and I took her to the top floor of the 4 seasons and got right,
that twat tight I know you feel me
She was like I'm dying you are trying to kill me
I made her come so many times I feel guilty
I hit it now shawty addicted u fucking feel me?
[Chorus]
Chicks is addicted to my dick they can't leave that
Like a crackhead need a hit the chicks need that
Diamonds is a girls best friend, don't beleive that
Dick is a chick best friend betta beleive dat
It's diamonds on my wrist neck diamonds on my hand
If I'm your best friend you could get diamonds and a man
But Pam say she'd rather have diamonds then a man
and she'd rather use the rabbit than put time in with a man
[Nalia Boss:]
Well a vibrator's safe then grinding on a man and I'm disease free,
I don't use condoms on my hand understand
[Cassidy:]
I said Yes Pam I respect that
but if you take a chance with tha boy you won't regret that
She thought for a while and smiled like I accept that
You can get tha wet? but you gotta protect that
Pam I protect myself don't even sweat that
I hit it now shawty addicted
She always check dat
[Chorus]
Yo my love like a drug, she addicted to me
She addicted cause I'm hittin it ridicously
And she know that it's a lot of fish in the sea
But I'm a fisherman I reel in every chick I see
She addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She addicted she addicted she addicted (I'm addicted)
She can't quit it cause she addicted (I'm addicted)
[Nalia Boss:]
Definately wanna love you til I overdose
I'm up for aquatics it's like I lose control
Never go away promise me you'll stand beside me baby
And even if you ever get locked up I will come and set you free
Baby I'm all you need more then a regular chick you see truly
[Chorus]
I'm addicted to your love your love I'm addicted [x3]
Peace lyrics - Cassidy
Yeah! I go by the name of Cassidy!
I'm gonna sing a rap song about violence, cause that's what I see.
I mean everybody's violent,
And sometimes I'm even violent in my soul,
Violence is at the all-time high
But sometimes I get high and just imagine
What if the Earth was at peace?
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Every day I try to imagine, but can't fight them,
A world with no,.. and no shoot, and no stabbing,
Cause people were evil, since Eve and Adam,
Make Abel and Cain, so it's not gonna be able to change,
I'll let you know and I'll never get bad, you know,
If you try and leave in peace you can all go to heaven, yo
If you're trying to live in peace, you gotta do the hard thing, you know?
You'll never know where you're going, you gotta die,..
But some guys are worse than others,
I think God... you should try church,
If you got faith, that's how God work,
You still comprehend the Lord if you buy work,
And buy guns cause we're still God's sons.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Why is it war, why is it hatred,
We need it, that's the reason why Satan was created.
Moses was a murderer but he was God's favorite,
My gun goes straight off but prayers still pay off
Imagine if Adolf never discriminated,
And Martin Luther King was never assassinated,
Imagine if Malcolm X would have made it,
And Nelson Mandela was never incarcerated,
America was never segregated,
And crooks like George W. Bush never graduated.
Some kids look at gangsta movies and their fascinated,
And try to do the same shit or some lame shit.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
I'm from a hood where good Niggers die too much,
I'm from a block where they would be popping off the... too much,
People crying too much, from the stress they see,
We got to make a change and we got to make it A.S.A.P
No, I ain't graduated, take the S.A.T,
But I knew right from wrong when I was writing this song.
Even the strongest men have the right to be wrong,
And the weakest men might become strong.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
... ass, man, tired of talking like you complete his bullshit man
Yeah, man, just cause Joe's on a cover you... balls
Like the balls now, so good man,.. don't worry about me
I can run with my man needing em
...
Let's... some
Hold on, hold on, turn the TV on
What's up with you mom?
Still not answering the phone
Hey boy, what's going on?
Hey I just came back from the studio and heard about the beat and...
And his new basketball game I just got
That's you, always doing your thangs
...
Cass, he doin good in school, and you know Shane he growing up getting big
He made up some new dance... that's crazy, I'm a put in my next video
Great, cause he's a showman just like you are
You know the thing you learned, yeah yeah
I told you before, my mother was a musician, my grandfather was a musician
Your dad was into the... street, so it's all in your blood
Yeah it's music all into family, but don't leave all the fact that you used to rap, you were hot
Back in the day mom,
What?
There's music all in my blood.
I'm gonna sing a rap song about violence, cause that's what I see.
I mean everybody's violent,
And sometimes I'm even violent in my soul,
Violence is at the all-time high
But sometimes I get high and just imagine
What if the Earth was at peace?
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Every day I try to imagine, but can't fight them,
A world with no,.. and no shoot, and no stabbing,
Cause people were evil, since Eve and Adam,
Make Abel and Cain, so it's not gonna be able to change,
I'll let you know and I'll never get bad, you know,
If you try and leave in peace you can all go to heaven, yo
If you're trying to live in peace, you gotta do the hard thing, you know?
You'll never know where you're going, you gotta die,..
But some guys are worse than others,
I think God... you should try church,
If you got faith, that's how God work,
You still comprehend the Lord if you buy work,
And buy guns cause we're still God's sons.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Why is it war, why is it hatred,
We need it, that's the reason why Satan was created.
Moses was a murderer but he was God's favorite,
My gun goes straight off but prayers still pay off
Imagine if Adolf never discriminated,
And Martin Luther King was never assassinated,
Imagine if Malcolm X would have made it,
And Nelson Mandela was never incarcerated,
America was never segregated,
And crooks like George W. Bush never graduated.
Some kids look at gangsta movies and their fascinated,
And try to do the same shit or some lame shit.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
I'm from a hood where good Niggers die too much,
I'm from a block where they would be popping off the... too much,
People crying too much, from the stress they see,
We got to make a change and we got to make it A.S.A.P
No, I ain't graduated, take the S.A.T,
But I knew right from wrong when I was writing this song.
Even the strongest men have the right to be wrong,
And the weakest men might become strong.
Imagine if you never had to box no more,
Never had to use your gun and run from cops no more,
You can stop the violence, stop the war,
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
Imagine that you would never had to fight no more,
Never had to take your life and take a life no more,
And you could stop the violence, stop the war
No more beef on the street,
I'm talking about peace.
... ass, man, tired of talking like you complete his bullshit man
Yeah, man, just cause Joe's on a cover you... balls
Like the balls now, so good man,.. don't worry about me
I can run with my man needing em
...
Let's... some
Hold on, hold on, turn the TV on
What's up with you mom?
Still not answering the phone
Hey boy, what's going on?
Hey I just came back from the studio and heard about the beat and...
And his new basketball game I just got
That's you, always doing your thangs
...
Cass, he doin good in school, and you know Shane he growing up getting big
He made up some new dance... that's crazy, I'm a put in my next video
Great, cause he's a showman just like you are
You know the thing you learned, yeah yeah
I told you before, my mother was a musician, my grandfather was a musician
Your dad was into the... street, so it's all in your blood
Yeah it's music all into family, but don't leave all the fact that you used to rap, you were hot
Back in the day mom,
What?
There's music all in my blood.
Music In My Blood lyrics - Cassidy
(I can feel it)
Music be flowing through my veins
(Oh I can feel it)
Music be flowing through my veins
The game change people, they don't love me the same
But music in my blood, I got love for the game [x2]
I've played the drugs scene, that's sold drugs to drug fiends
Coz I love cream but music is in my blood stream
I'm heavy'O on the radio in the club scene
My fans don't understand what say no to drugs mean
Blood diamonds, bentley love like dove cream
I watch dirty money, but make sure the tub clean
Nigga my bars off the richter
Is the dude that rock a lotta jews like (Hitler)
If a nigga try stop me from getting richer
I spit them shots, and pop niggaz like ur sister
I clap it, me and the ratchett a bad mixture
When I hit ya your gonna need more than talinor lixor
I spit the chopper doc wont be able to fix ya, brother
Your mother, and all your babies will miss ya
I'm from philly, I ball but no I'm not a sixer
Barry not illegal either, I carry illegal heaters
You not about what you said you were 'bout,
My life's a movie don't get edited out
And, you should watch who your wife let in the house
Coz I ain't sleep with her but I slept with her mouth
I'm pathetic, hell-a-don, contastetics in her mouth
Skeet skeet, got onna dem teeth pregnant in her mouth
Niggaz complain bout the rap game
Cats in the game, ain't rapping the same, raps changed
They like Cas we need you to come back man
Raps so lame, you got that crack cocaine
My flow flames, caroesine and phutane, gasoline and propane
I ain't playin no games
Back when I started to rap, I ain't had no change
I was commited with, stuck with it until the dough came
That's why I got love for this music
Not only did I write it I produced it
This Exclusive
Music be flowing through my veins
(I can feel it)
Music be flowing through my veins
The game change people don't love me the same
But music in my blood, I got love for the game [x3]
Music be flowing through my veins [x4]
Intro (B.A.R.S. vs. Da Hustla) lyrics - Cassidy
[Da Hustla:]
Yea, You just a Performer, I was on the corner grindin the packet,
I'm a Ryder, If there's drama, I'm Palmin the Ratchet
And You could find me In traffic, I'm in the streets,
10 Years ago I was Movin like 10 a Week,
You just a family man, Tryin settle down,
You on parole, So you scared to hold the metal now,
You moved away from the hood, I'm in the ghetto now,
Yea, I grip pipes, I jus like how the metal sound,
I got the metal now, Nigga, I ain't never scared,
How the Fuck You run Philly and You ain't never there,
And I ain't never feared nuttin but god,
You went to jail, came home and ain't do nuttin but Hide,
But Fuck it, I'm a Ride, I Mite startin sparkin the H,
I send rap Cats to God like Mase,
And like the car accident, I'll put another scar on your face,
But when the 5 Clap, You ain't gone Survive that!
[BARS:]
Oh, You ruthless? The record I'm a Hustla Stupid,
Cause Jay Made more off the record than You Did,
And Swizz made more off the record than You Did,
So You did somethin for nuthin you doofus,
I'm to sick for, any nigga with 2 lips,
And 1 tongue in his mouth, I talk to slick,
You only got a few hits and a couple fans,
And I could probly get you bodied for a couple grand,
I caught a murder, attempts I had a couple man,
But I could knuckle man, and knock you out with a couple hands,
Every bar I spit raw like a couple grams,
You the Hustla, But I'll show you how to hustle man!
[Da Hustla:]
Look, I'm a Give this guy an aplause,
But It's alota lies in alot of his BARS,
Cause I'm a hustla, I sold Pies of the Raw,
Plus, the hustla gon ride if it's war,
But You the type of boy that'll hide if it's war,
You the type'a boy that never come outside if it's war,
So, you a nut to me, You know you can't fuck with me,
And BARS you was locked up on protective custody,
You like my son, but I don't want custody!
You a mut to me, I'm a Pit, And You a pup to me,
You in the street cause you beat the case luckily!
But You ain't tough as me,
I'll burn You like a dutch-a-tree!
[BARS:]
You a snitch, You a rat, You a sing, You'll hold the note,
I sold the coke, or smoke weed till I'm comatose,
I live by the rules, I was schooled by the older folks,
I was showed the ropes by the cats that was holdin toast,
Lords knows even goons get the holy ghost,
Yea, I believe in christ but I'll still squeeze a pipe,
And I don't even need to write, Or switch the flow,
You niggas know I ain't MURDA FLUKE or Cysi-Ro!
I'm way sicker yo, So who ever supposed to be nice get 2 choices, the toast or the knife!
And if you think you a hustler, then You the one smokin the pipe,
Cause you ain't never sold no coke in you life, Trust me!
You must be given money away if you got 20 strips all doin 20 a day!
Cause You ain't worth shit, You went gold on your first disc,
And I'm a Hustla sold less then your first shit!
Yea, You just a Performer, I was on the corner grindin the packet,
I'm a Ryder, If there's drama, I'm Palmin the Ratchet
And You could find me In traffic, I'm in the streets,
10 Years ago I was Movin like 10 a Week,
You just a family man, Tryin settle down,
You on parole, So you scared to hold the metal now,
You moved away from the hood, I'm in the ghetto now,
Yea, I grip pipes, I jus like how the metal sound,
I got the metal now, Nigga, I ain't never scared,
How the Fuck You run Philly and You ain't never there,
And I ain't never feared nuttin but god,
You went to jail, came home and ain't do nuttin but Hide,
But Fuck it, I'm a Ride, I Mite startin sparkin the H,
I send rap Cats to God like Mase,
And like the car accident, I'll put another scar on your face,
But when the 5 Clap, You ain't gone Survive that!
[BARS:]
Oh, You ruthless? The record I'm a Hustla Stupid,
Cause Jay Made more off the record than You Did,
And Swizz made more off the record than You Did,
So You did somethin for nuthin you doofus,
I'm to sick for, any nigga with 2 lips,
And 1 tongue in his mouth, I talk to slick,
You only got a few hits and a couple fans,
And I could probly get you bodied for a couple grand,
I caught a murder, attempts I had a couple man,
But I could knuckle man, and knock you out with a couple hands,
Every bar I spit raw like a couple grams,
You the Hustla, But I'll show you how to hustle man!
[Da Hustla:]
Look, I'm a Give this guy an aplause,
But It's alota lies in alot of his BARS,
Cause I'm a hustla, I sold Pies of the Raw,
Plus, the hustla gon ride if it's war,
But You the type of boy that'll hide if it's war,
You the type'a boy that never come outside if it's war,
So, you a nut to me, You know you can't fuck with me,
And BARS you was locked up on protective custody,
You like my son, but I don't want custody!
You a mut to me, I'm a Pit, And You a pup to me,
You in the street cause you beat the case luckily!
But You ain't tough as me,
I'll burn You like a dutch-a-tree!
[BARS:]
You a snitch, You a rat, You a sing, You'll hold the note,
I sold the coke, or smoke weed till I'm comatose,
I live by the rules, I was schooled by the older folks,
I was showed the ropes by the cats that was holdin toast,
Lords knows even goons get the holy ghost,
Yea, I believe in christ but I'll still squeeze a pipe,
And I don't even need to write, Or switch the flow,
You niggas know I ain't MURDA FLUKE or Cysi-Ro!
I'm way sicker yo, So who ever supposed to be nice get 2 choices, the toast or the knife!
And if you think you a hustler, then You the one smokin the pipe,
Cause you ain't never sold no coke in you life, Trust me!
You must be given money away if you got 20 strips all doin 20 a day!
Cause You ain't worth shit, You went gold on your first disc,
And I'm a Hustla sold less then your first shit!
My Drink N' My 2 Step lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Swizz Beatz)
[Swizz]
On... on... on...
HEYYYYYY~!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz (Cassidy)]
I got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
Got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
It's on! It's on, it's on (and I'm home)
(Get the Patron and tell 'em that it's on)
I got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
Got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
It's on! It's on, it's on (and I'm home)
(Get the Patron and TELL 'EM THAT IT'S ON)
[Cassidy (Swizz)]
I got my drink and my dutchie, I just beat a murder
People think that I'm lucky, my link lookin husky
Big stones, it's on, it's on, the kid home
Get the Patron, and tell 'em that it's on
Put the smoke in the air and get stoned
The whip sittin on two-sixes, the lip's chromed
My money used to be immature now my shit grown
Big wheels, big homes, I'm doin it big homes
(Now it's on! It's on, it's on) the kid home
Get the Patron, and tell 'em that it's on
I do my two step, and let the link swing
Hold the drink with the left hand to show the pink' ring
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Aiyyo they wanna be like me, recreate my flow
Imitate my flow, then relate my flow
But while they try an' take my flow I make my dough
Aiyyo I can make it rain cause I be makin it snow
But yo, I've been takin it slow, I wasn't around
But the car crash couldn't lay the hustler down, nah
I'm still here f'real I'm still here
It wasn't lookin pretty but Swizzy I'm still here
They said I coulda been braindead in a wheelchair
But I'm standin in the booth and the skills are still here
Yeah, the hustler home, the hustler home
Let's celebrate a toast with a cup of Patron
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Yeah yeah put your dutch in the air
Smoke haze, let the smoke raise up in the air
You mighta seen me in the 'ghini at a couple affairs
The engine in the trunk, the doors go up in the air
Yeah, and I be gone for a couple of years
I done sweat, I done bled, shed a couple of tears
I ain't stressin, it's a blessin that the hustler here
Let's celebrate a toast, put your cup in the air
YEAH~!
[Chorus]
On... on... on...
HEYYYYYY~!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz (Cassidy)]
I got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
Got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
It's on! It's on, it's on (and I'm home)
(Get the Patron and tell 'em that it's on)
I got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
Got my drink and my two step, my drink and my two step
It's on! It's on, it's on (and I'm home)
(Get the Patron and TELL 'EM THAT IT'S ON)
[Cassidy (Swizz)]
I got my drink and my dutchie, I just beat a murder
People think that I'm lucky, my link lookin husky
Big stones, it's on, it's on, the kid home
Get the Patron, and tell 'em that it's on
Put the smoke in the air and get stoned
The whip sittin on two-sixes, the lip's chromed
My money used to be immature now my shit grown
Big wheels, big homes, I'm doin it big homes
(Now it's on! It's on, it's on) the kid home
Get the Patron, and tell 'em that it's on
I do my two step, and let the link swing
Hold the drink with the left hand to show the pink' ring
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Aiyyo they wanna be like me, recreate my flow
Imitate my flow, then relate my flow
But while they try an' take my flow I make my dough
Aiyyo I can make it rain cause I be makin it snow
But yo, I've been takin it slow, I wasn't around
But the car crash couldn't lay the hustler down, nah
I'm still here f'real I'm still here
It wasn't lookin pretty but Swizzy I'm still here
They said I coulda been braindead in a wheelchair
But I'm standin in the booth and the skills are still here
Yeah, the hustler home, the hustler home
Let's celebrate a toast with a cup of Patron
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Yeah yeah put your dutch in the air
Smoke haze, let the smoke raise up in the air
You mighta seen me in the 'ghini at a couple affairs
The engine in the trunk, the doors go up in the air
Yeah, and I be gone for a couple of years
I done sweat, I done bled, shed a couple of tears
I ain't stressin, it's a blessin that the hustler here
Let's celebrate a toast, put your cup in the air
YEAH~!
[Chorus]
Where My Niggaz At lyrics - Cassidy
Man cock that shit...
Yo man, this nigga Cassidy frontin (Yo Cock this tho man),
Oh that nigga think he sweet (Yo pass that mac man)
Yo not for nothin, that video shit and all that...
Fuck that, (yo when I'm a hit that nigga all up in... I hate that nigga)
[Chorus:]
Where My niggaz at, Huh
Cock that Yo
Squeeze them triggas back,
Huh, Pop that yo,
If I gotta, I'm a Pop a nigga
Lay a nigga down,
I ain't playin, I'll spray a nigga,
Lay a nigga down! [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Niggaz ain't ready to die, They ready to tell,
That's why my squad ready to ride and ready for jail,
They'll give you every in the shell in the K,
A couple rounds from the pipe'll make it sound like Independence Day!
And I could talk that gun shit, Cause I done shit,
My nick name should be Diarea How I run shit,
And I done seen niggaz guns spit over dumb shit,
I got a young bitch named Nina that You could Tongue Kiss!
When It come to this gun shit I'm the man son,
Niggaz gon show me respect cause I demand some,
I play with bullets bout as big as my damn thumb,
And I'll spit the A R Hand Gun till my hand numb,
I ain't a hypocrite who spit shit He never did,
I'm a speak the truth whether positive or negative,
Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was conscious out,
But I'll still Grab the Thompson and Blow Ya Conscience out!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
My flow so raw, I thought about baggin it up,
Every word like a Bird, I'm jus addin it up,
But with the burner I'll Burn ya like bag in the dutch,
I'll jus, blast at ya gut, Light ya Abdomen up, Yup,
But I ain't the same Cass from the past,
I be tryna chill but I'll still blast at ya ass,
I got cash in the stash, and Money In the bank ya'll,
Hatin on me makin me rich, I wanna thank ya'll!
I'll leave the biscuit on my hip and jus shank ya'll,
Onli thing you niggaz ever shot was a paintball, or a cap gun,
You could get your hat spun,
You gotta known I clap my gun, Man, You ain't that dumb!
Back when I was young, no bull, I pulled triggas back,
I be in the hood cause I'm good where my niggaz at,
I'm the general, I'll let my military get you,
With the military pistols, that's military issued!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I got alota gats,
And I just fought a homocide and I ain't make 1 statement,
You Know I'm Not a rat,
So what You gotta gat,
When it start poppin off,
You'll probly shoot your fuckin self tryna pop it off,
You ain't got the balls, You soft like cotton balls,
You just think You hard cause the pills and the Alcohol,
But dawg you ain't hard as you say you is,
You needa tell your fans how soft and gay you is,
S H A, No matter what K It is,
I'm a still keep poppin and bodies'll keep droppin,
But I don't wanna hafta injure nobody,
Grip the pipe, Or stick the knife into somebody,
And I don't walk around now pretendin I'm Gotti,
But I'll still clap the mac 10 at somebody, Uh,
I Took my life and put it all into rap,
For my dawgs with they paws on the gat!
[Chorus]
Yo man, this nigga Cassidy frontin (Yo Cock this tho man),
Oh that nigga think he sweet (Yo pass that mac man)
Yo not for nothin, that video shit and all that...
Fuck that, (yo when I'm a hit that nigga all up in... I hate that nigga)
[Chorus:]
Where My niggaz at, Huh
Cock that Yo
Squeeze them triggas back,
Huh, Pop that yo,
If I gotta, I'm a Pop a nigga
Lay a nigga down,
I ain't playin, I'll spray a nigga,
Lay a nigga down! [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Niggaz ain't ready to die, They ready to tell,
That's why my squad ready to ride and ready for jail,
They'll give you every in the shell in the K,
A couple rounds from the pipe'll make it sound like Independence Day!
And I could talk that gun shit, Cause I done shit,
My nick name should be Diarea How I run shit,
And I done seen niggaz guns spit over dumb shit,
I got a young bitch named Nina that You could Tongue Kiss!
When It come to this gun shit I'm the man son,
Niggaz gon show me respect cause I demand some,
I play with bullets bout as big as my damn thumb,
And I'll spit the A R Hand Gun till my hand numb,
I ain't a hypocrite who spit shit He never did,
I'm a speak the truth whether positive or negative,
Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was conscious out,
But I'll still Grab the Thompson and Blow Ya Conscience out!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
My flow so raw, I thought about baggin it up,
Every word like a Bird, I'm jus addin it up,
But with the burner I'll Burn ya like bag in the dutch,
I'll jus, blast at ya gut, Light ya Abdomen up, Yup,
But I ain't the same Cass from the past,
I be tryna chill but I'll still blast at ya ass,
I got cash in the stash, and Money In the bank ya'll,
Hatin on me makin me rich, I wanna thank ya'll!
I'll leave the biscuit on my hip and jus shank ya'll,
Onli thing you niggaz ever shot was a paintball, or a cap gun,
You could get your hat spun,
You gotta known I clap my gun, Man, You ain't that dumb!
Back when I was young, no bull, I pulled triggas back,
I be in the hood cause I'm good where my niggaz at,
I'm the general, I'll let my military get you,
With the military pistols, that's military issued!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
I got alota gats,
And I just fought a homocide and I ain't make 1 statement,
You Know I'm Not a rat,
So what You gotta gat,
When it start poppin off,
You'll probly shoot your fuckin self tryna pop it off,
You ain't got the balls, You soft like cotton balls,
You just think You hard cause the pills and the Alcohol,
But dawg you ain't hard as you say you is,
You needa tell your fans how soft and gay you is,
S H A, No matter what K It is,
I'm a still keep poppin and bodies'll keep droppin,
But I don't wanna hafta injure nobody,
Grip the pipe, Or stick the knife into somebody,
And I don't walk around now pretendin I'm Gotti,
But I'll still clap the mac 10 at somebody, Uh,
I Took my life and put it all into rap,
For my dawgs with they paws on the gat!
[Chorus]
I Will Never Tell (Uh Uh) lyrics - Cassidy
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
[Chorus:]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuhhuh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh
[Verse 1:]
Blow the fuckin whistle
Im on my fuckin grizzle
Tryin to make a dolla out a dime and a fuckin nickel
I'll knuckle with ya but i got a couple pistols
If they fuckin hit uu be dead or a fuckin cripple
I'm just fuckin wit u i aint gone bust a pistol
Cuz i'm on parolle
And i aint trying to get fuckin pickled
I call my gat acrobat cuz it will fuckin flip u
Stuff u in a box like some fuckin tissue
If you cats got nine lives
I hope brought a couple wit u
Or you won't liveya relatives gone fuckin miss u
If u rat i aint fuckin wit u
I wouldn't even tell
If i seen bin laden buying a fuckin missle
If u a snitch i'll come and get u
Take ya life and the life of the rest
Of the mice runnin wit u
If u pack gats then i'm fuckin wit u
But if u live by the gun
You gone die by the fuckin pistol
[Chorus]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuhhuh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh)
[Verse 2:]
You aint a killa yet
You aint a guerilla yet
I bang like i'm at the range
And you can be the silouette
Yea i'm still a threat
U can still feel a heck
The lead a put ya to bed
Cuz u soft like a pillow set
U pussy's is sweet
I'll put ya to sleep
The bullets i put in the heat
A put ya face on ya feet
U can look in my face and see u facin defeat
Its basically beef
Dont let me see ya face in the street
U better stand on the pavement
U aint safe in the street
Im flippin weight in the street
I get cake in the street
So what u make in a year
I can make in a week
Or probably a couple hours..
I'm gettin a couple dollars
All i'm doin is takin a beat
And then speakin the truth on it
Like dr.king with a speech
Man you snitches conversate with police
But its a difference between a lake and a beach
And a grape and a peach motherfucka
[Chorus:]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuh huh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh
[Verse 3:]
I said u cats rat
Like the mask on ninja turtles
I was being nice
Cuz u mice bout as big as gerbels
Lil hamster guiena pig type niggas
Who be givin information to the pigs
With the quickness
Them kids snitches they'll try to ride against u
Then sign a sepina and testify against u
Go to jail never that
Take a deal never that
Squeal never that
Thats that
I will never rat
[Chorus]
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
[Chorus:]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuhhuh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh
[Verse 1:]
Blow the fuckin whistle
Im on my fuckin grizzle
Tryin to make a dolla out a dime and a fuckin nickel
I'll knuckle with ya but i got a couple pistols
If they fuckin hit uu be dead or a fuckin cripple
I'm just fuckin wit u i aint gone bust a pistol
Cuz i'm on parolle
And i aint trying to get fuckin pickled
I call my gat acrobat cuz it will fuckin flip u
Stuff u in a box like some fuckin tissue
If you cats got nine lives
I hope brought a couple wit u
Or you won't liveya relatives gone fuckin miss u
If u rat i aint fuckin wit u
I wouldn't even tell
If i seen bin laden buying a fuckin missle
If u a snitch i'll come and get u
Take ya life and the life of the rest
Of the mice runnin wit u
If u pack gats then i'm fuckin wit u
But if u live by the gun
You gone die by the fuckin pistol
[Chorus]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuhhuh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh)
[Verse 2:]
You aint a killa yet
You aint a guerilla yet
I bang like i'm at the range
And you can be the silouette
Yea i'm still a threat
U can still feel a heck
The lead a put ya to bed
Cuz u soft like a pillow set
U pussy's is sweet
I'll put ya to sleep
The bullets i put in the heat
A put ya face on ya feet
U can look in my face and see u facin defeat
Its basically beef
Dont let me see ya face in the street
U better stand on the pavement
U aint safe in the street
Im flippin weight in the street
I get cake in the street
So what u make in a year
I can make in a week
Or probably a couple hours..
I'm gettin a couple dollars
All i'm doin is takin a beat
And then speakin the truth on it
Like dr.king with a speech
Man you snitches conversate with police
But its a difference between a lake and a beach
And a grape and a peach motherfucka
[Chorus:]
If the DA ask me to tell i'm like uh huh
They like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuh huh
Stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh
I like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh
I seen the jail i will never tell uh huh
Keep ya deal i will never squeal uh huh
I wanna walk but i never talk uh huh
And thats that i will never ratuh huh
[Verse 3:]
I said u cats rat
Like the mask on ninja turtles
I was being nice
Cuz u mice bout as big as gerbels
Lil hamster guiena pig type niggas
Who be givin information to the pigs
With the quickness
Them kids snitches they'll try to ride against u
Then sign a sepina and testify against u
Go to jail never that
Take a deal never that
Squeal never that
Thats that
I will never rat
[Chorus]
I Pray lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Shiz Lansky from Larsiny)
[Chorus:]
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some cheese and get out these crazy streets
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some gwop and get off this crazy block
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some cake and get out this crazy place
To get away I got to pray that it'll
Be all good if I get oout this crazy hood and I pray
[Verse 1:]
I pray everyday for a better life but it's never a night I ain't trying to get my cheddar right make it better christ I'm on both of my knees I'm trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze I be stressin' 'cause the blessings I'm supposed to recieve I ain't gettin' yo I'm supposed to succeed but I didn't yo I didn't know 'cause I was naive but now I'm gettin' dough my son gettin' plead I hit the stage and spit a flow I rip the show and make enough monet to but a brick of snowI get to travel to places you never get to go so I got to move from the block I'm a lot richer yo I'm a lot sicker yo I make hits quicker yo when I blaze the haze and mix it with the liquor yo niggaz know to get cake I need these streets so I'm a stay but I pray that I could leave these streets everyday
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
For a life full of transgressions is heaven harder than inner are the roads to the pearly gates all for repenters is the harder the winter the harder the sinner lord I blow so much kush the answers hard to remember I knowI ought to go to church and pay my tides but I'd rather pay the hand I'm delt and wake my eyes and I drop to my knees and I pray my god that when you save my soul you save my squad 'cause they some viscious killas that'll spare no life they don't pray to our lie and they don't fear no christ so don't where no ice 'cause they'll run up and clap you dummy which proves my thoery the route to evil's the lack of money so that's the reason why I stack my monet I'm tryin to move from these streets and consentrate on this rapper money
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Man we supposed to be family and we all hood if we all could get money it'll be all good 'cause we all street but we all deep I'm tryin' to make more to make sure that we all eat until we all fall then we get fed then get bread we hustlin' to try to stop sufferin' yea I put my L in the air I got love for them and everyday I pray that they stop strugglin' for real
[Chorus]
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some cheese and get out these crazy streets
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some gwop and get off this crazy block
To get away I got to pray that I'll
Make some cake and get out this crazy place
To get away I got to pray that it'll
Be all good if I get oout this crazy hood and I pray
[Verse 1:]
I pray everyday for a better life but it's never a night I ain't trying to get my cheddar right make it better christ I'm on both of my knees I'm trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze I be stressin' 'cause the blessings I'm supposed to recieve I ain't gettin' yo I'm supposed to succeed but I didn't yo I didn't know 'cause I was naive but now I'm gettin' dough my son gettin' plead I hit the stage and spit a flow I rip the show and make enough monet to but a brick of snowI get to travel to places you never get to go so I got to move from the block I'm a lot richer yo I'm a lot sicker yo I make hits quicker yo when I blaze the haze and mix it with the liquor yo niggaz know to get cake I need these streets so I'm a stay but I pray that I could leave these streets everyday
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
For a life full of transgressions is heaven harder than inner are the roads to the pearly gates all for repenters is the harder the winter the harder the sinner lord I blow so much kush the answers hard to remember I knowI ought to go to church and pay my tides but I'd rather pay the hand I'm delt and wake my eyes and I drop to my knees and I pray my god that when you save my soul you save my squad 'cause they some viscious killas that'll spare no life they don't pray to our lie and they don't fear no christ so don't where no ice 'cause they'll run up and clap you dummy which proves my thoery the route to evil's the lack of money so that's the reason why I stack my monet I'm tryin to move from these streets and consentrate on this rapper money
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Man we supposed to be family and we all hood if we all could get money it'll be all good 'cause we all street but we all deep I'm tryin' to make more to make sure that we all eat until we all fall then we get fed then get bread we hustlin' to try to stop sufferin' yea I put my L in the air I got love for them and everyday I pray that they stop strugglin' for real
[Chorus]
Innocent (Misunderstood) lyrics - Cassidy
Did My Time In A County Jail
Just When Fiens Started Going well
And I Paid The Price For The Crimes I Did
[Chorus:]
I'm A Innocent Man... misunderstood
I'm A Innocent Man... just From The Hood
I'm A Innocent Man... misunderstood
I'm A Innocent Man... just From The Hood
[Verse 1:]
I Do The Damn Thing
Bezzel And The Band Bling
Sling Grams Spend 10 Grand On A Damn Ring
I Run Philly, I Ain't Trying Be The Damn King
But The Damn Thing Can Get Pulled Like A Hamstring
I Use To Hang With These Niggas From My Hood Mane
Yea I Showed Them The World I Took Them Out The Hood Mane
Yea It Cost Some Change But It's All Good Mane
Cause I Got Money To Burn Like Pack Woods Mane
And We Was Smoking, Joking And Poppin Bottles
Getting Open Storking Poking And Poppin Modles
I Was Hoping That They Could Get Paper With Me
But When I Start Gettin Cake They Start Hating On Me
They Showed Up To The Crib That My Mother Was At, My Son Baby Mother And My Brother Was At
And The Was Strapped Acting Tough And Start Busting The Gak
And Th Protect My Family I Start Busting It Back... black
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Jail Vicious It's Hard To Be Patient And Stay Strong
When You Get Pictures Of Chicks Half Naked In They Thongs
The Anticipation Be Making The Days Long
I Waited Cause I Just Gotta Make It Like Trey Songs
My Lawyers couldn't lose The Proved The D-a Wrong
I Smiled At The Trial, Kept Cool And Stayed Clam
I Waved At My Mom And Swallowed My Pride Man
Them Guys On The Stand Brought Tears To My Eyes Man
The Stuff They Was Discussing Was Nothing But Lies Man
They Said I Bust The Chrome At Homie That Died Man
I Thought Them Lil Dudes Was Apart Of My Squad Man
They Started Acting Up But They must've Been High Man
You See That I Ain't Shook From The Look In My Eyes Man
But Being Booked Was A Blessing In Disguise Man
I Needed Time To Get My Life Organized Man
So Everything That Happend Was Part Of My Gods Plan
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Involuntary Manslaughter Just Porole
I Spanked The Murder Like A Bad Ass 6 Year Old
I Knew That I Was Gone Be Rich Since I Was 6 Years Old
Now I'm The Richest Rapper Under 26 Years Old
So It's On Now, I'm Home Now It's A Celebration
I Got My Drink And My 2 Step Cause I'm Elevating
I'm Gettin Hela Caking With The Number One Record
But I'll Still Bust My Gun If You Come Test It... yea
Change The Life... that I Live
Got Me Living Fine... negative
Is The Game... destroying Me?
So I Pray To God That He Has My Seed
[Chorus x2: with Talking Form Cassidy]
Tea I'm A Innocent Man
They Tried To Give Me The Death Penalty Or Life Witout The Possibility Of Porole
But Thanks To God I'm Here Now
And I Wanna Say Rest In Peace To Desmond Hawkins And I Wanna Give Respects Out To His Family
Cause They Didn't Have Nothing To Do With It I Apologize But You Really Can't Knock Me For
Riding For My Family Cause You Would Do The Same... fa Real
Just When Fiens Started Going well
And I Paid The Price For The Crimes I Did
[Chorus:]
I'm A Innocent Man... misunderstood
I'm A Innocent Man... just From The Hood
I'm A Innocent Man... misunderstood
I'm A Innocent Man... just From The Hood
[Verse 1:]
I Do The Damn Thing
Bezzel And The Band Bling
Sling Grams Spend 10 Grand On A Damn Ring
I Run Philly, I Ain't Trying Be The Damn King
But The Damn Thing Can Get Pulled Like A Hamstring
I Use To Hang With These Niggas From My Hood Mane
Yea I Showed Them The World I Took Them Out The Hood Mane
Yea It Cost Some Change But It's All Good Mane
Cause I Got Money To Burn Like Pack Woods Mane
And We Was Smoking, Joking And Poppin Bottles
Getting Open Storking Poking And Poppin Modles
I Was Hoping That They Could Get Paper With Me
But When I Start Gettin Cake They Start Hating On Me
They Showed Up To The Crib That My Mother Was At, My Son Baby Mother And My Brother Was At
And The Was Strapped Acting Tough And Start Busting The Gak
And Th Protect My Family I Start Busting It Back... black
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Jail Vicious It's Hard To Be Patient And Stay Strong
When You Get Pictures Of Chicks Half Naked In They Thongs
The Anticipation Be Making The Days Long
I Waited Cause I Just Gotta Make It Like Trey Songs
My Lawyers couldn't lose The Proved The D-a Wrong
I Smiled At The Trial, Kept Cool And Stayed Clam
I Waved At My Mom And Swallowed My Pride Man
Them Guys On The Stand Brought Tears To My Eyes Man
The Stuff They Was Discussing Was Nothing But Lies Man
They Said I Bust The Chrome At Homie That Died Man
I Thought Them Lil Dudes Was Apart Of My Squad Man
They Started Acting Up But They must've Been High Man
You See That I Ain't Shook From The Look In My Eyes Man
But Being Booked Was A Blessing In Disguise Man
I Needed Time To Get My Life Organized Man
So Everything That Happend Was Part Of My Gods Plan
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Involuntary Manslaughter Just Porole
I Spanked The Murder Like A Bad Ass 6 Year Old
I Knew That I Was Gone Be Rich Since I Was 6 Years Old
Now I'm The Richest Rapper Under 26 Years Old
So It's On Now, I'm Home Now It's A Celebration
I Got My Drink And My 2 Step Cause I'm Elevating
I'm Gettin Hela Caking With The Number One Record
But I'll Still Bust My Gun If You Come Test It... yea
Change The Life... that I Live
Got Me Living Fine... negative
Is The Game... destroying Me?
So I Pray To God That He Has My Seed
[Chorus x2: with Talking Form Cassidy]
Tea I'm A Innocent Man
They Tried To Give Me The Death Penalty Or Life Witout The Possibility Of Porole
But Thanks To God I'm Here Now
And I Wanna Say Rest In Peace To Desmond Hawkins And I Wanna Give Respects Out To His Family
Cause They Didn't Have Nothing To Do With It I Apologize But You Really Can't Knock Me For
Riding For My Family Cause You Would Do The Same... fa Real
Cash Rules lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Eve)
Cassidy
Evee e
And Bone Thugs [x4]
[Cassidy:]
Yo to get the cash I get the mask
My trigga finga itch so I'm quick to blast
I'm quick to spaz I'll strip ya ass
Put a bullet in the clip and come get ya ass
Nigga this bones an mista cash
Niggas on my dick like you with them cats
Niggas never heardd me spit this fast got niggas on the strip if you hit the glass
(yo switch it cas)
I can change the flow
Yo you the type of cat that give my name to po po
You a rat, you a lame with no doe
Push ya weight back when I bang the fo fo
I grip it and blast for it
Nigga you can get it if you ask for it
I can spit it in fast fowardd
(or I can go it slower)
Chop and screw it
Had the whole midwest rockin to it
Had the whole ddown south snappin to it
Get the whole east coast back into it
I'm the cat to do
Whole west coast gone bang to this
I ddo this for my niggas with cain to pitch
They never should have let me get the hang of this
Now I spit game so dangerous
I'm amazin homes
When I raise the chrome
Put the laza on then blaze the chrome
Thou shall never fuck with Layzie Bone
Can't forget Wish and Krayzie Bone
And bes believe that if you fuck with eve I'm gonna kill you
I rep to the def
F to the s man it don't get no reala
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
Cash rulez everything around me
[Krayzie Bone:]
Niggas better listen to the warnin
Run up on a nigga he die
Can't find him till the mornin
Believe me ain't scared to put it on ya
Leave you in a feild in califonia
Nigga make money, get money, big money
Casue when a motha fucka broke ain't shit funny
Betta believe
Cash rule everything around me
So don't bring yo broke ass around me
Spitta
Nigga wigga?
For the scrilla
Killa
Dolla billa
And in the middle of the drama I'm gonna be goin inside of ya pocket
For the profit
So drop it
Nigga this cas and bone
Light up some hash and pass the chrome
Any nigga with a missunderstandin gone get handled
And that's for sho
[Wish Bone:]
Nigga shut it down
We ddont fuck around
If a nigga disrespect make him lay ddown
You can get it in the street
And I'm raised up
Nigga lay face ddown
Nigga give me that shit
What I'm posed to do
When a nigga ridde through
With his moneyy I want itt
What I'm tryin to say been doin this stuff
Fake niggas ddt want ittt
Hit hard drop a body guard
You don't want what's over here
Nigga betta watch ya braud
Cause she'll tell it all
Andd we will bring it over there
Nigga this bone and cas who can fuck with that
Ain't no body gone rat we no that
Make a nigga bow down
Cut him all in the face
His hole camp on hush
Nigga that's our ways
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone:]
Betta give me my money man
I ain't runnin games
Me an lil cas like one in the same
We want it, we need it you betta believe it
An if you ain't got it we gunnin mann
I ain't askin twice I never been that nice
No niggas been killed for a game of dice
He come short on the dept and he paid the price
Stayin at home with a safety light
Choose to gamble
Mista ramble
Nigga like that get made example
I'm a tell you like a biggy sample
Come short on the ddope
Get ya contract canceled
I'm out sidde first with pleny of amo
This full surface nig hard to handle
Nigga run up betta bet he get dismantled
Got him glues to the tank? can't change the chanel
[Eve:]
I was born to be a rich bitch
Can't ever block me from this ddoe
Nigga riddiculous
Ya you see me
Ermez? head to toe
Nigga witness
You can't stop me pop on the jet head to paris for a hour
Jus to cop me a dress
You call it crazy
Well I call it life
An I'm makin sure I'm all good
Nigga it's hard to rich fuck broke
I remember that bein in the hood
And I ain't never goin back
Fuck that
Got to much of what I want and need
Ya you hatas we love you hate it
Cassidy bones an eve
[Chorus]
Evee e
And Bone Thugs [x4]
[Cassidy:]
Yo to get the cash I get the mask
My trigga finga itch so I'm quick to blast
I'm quick to spaz I'll strip ya ass
Put a bullet in the clip and come get ya ass
Nigga this bones an mista cash
Niggas on my dick like you with them cats
Niggas never heardd me spit this fast got niggas on the strip if you hit the glass
(yo switch it cas)
I can change the flow
Yo you the type of cat that give my name to po po
You a rat, you a lame with no doe
Push ya weight back when I bang the fo fo
I grip it and blast for it
Nigga you can get it if you ask for it
I can spit it in fast fowardd
(or I can go it slower)
Chop and screw it
Had the whole midwest rockin to it
Had the whole ddown south snappin to it
Get the whole east coast back into it
I'm the cat to do
Whole west coast gone bang to this
I ddo this for my niggas with cain to pitch
They never should have let me get the hang of this
Now I spit game so dangerous
I'm amazin homes
When I raise the chrome
Put the laza on then blaze the chrome
Thou shall never fuck with Layzie Bone
Can't forget Wish and Krayzie Bone
And bes believe that if you fuck with eve I'm gonna kill you
I rep to the def
F to the s man it don't get no reala
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me
Cash rulez everything around me
[Krayzie Bone:]
Niggas better listen to the warnin
Run up on a nigga he die
Can't find him till the mornin
Believe me ain't scared to put it on ya
Leave you in a feild in califonia
Nigga make money, get money, big money
Casue when a motha fucka broke ain't shit funny
Betta believe
Cash rule everything around me
So don't bring yo broke ass around me
Spitta
Nigga wigga?
For the scrilla
Killa
Dolla billa
And in the middle of the drama I'm gonna be goin inside of ya pocket
For the profit
So drop it
Nigga this cas and bone
Light up some hash and pass the chrome
Any nigga with a missunderstandin gone get handled
And that's for sho
[Wish Bone:]
Nigga shut it down
We ddont fuck around
If a nigga disrespect make him lay ddown
You can get it in the street
And I'm raised up
Nigga lay face ddown
Nigga give me that shit
What I'm posed to do
When a nigga ridde through
With his moneyy I want itt
What I'm tryin to say been doin this stuff
Fake niggas ddt want ittt
Hit hard drop a body guard
You don't want what's over here
Nigga betta watch ya braud
Cause she'll tell it all
Andd we will bring it over there
Nigga this bone and cas who can fuck with that
Ain't no body gone rat we no that
Make a nigga bow down
Cut him all in the face
His hole camp on hush
Nigga that's our ways
[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone:]
Betta give me my money man
I ain't runnin games
Me an lil cas like one in the same
We want it, we need it you betta believe it
An if you ain't got it we gunnin mann
I ain't askin twice I never been that nice
No niggas been killed for a game of dice
He come short on the dept and he paid the price
Stayin at home with a safety light
Choose to gamble
Mista ramble
Nigga like that get made example
I'm a tell you like a biggy sample
Come short on the ddope
Get ya contract canceled
I'm out sidde first with pleny of amo
This full surface nig hard to handle
Nigga run up betta bet he get dismantled
Got him glues to the tank? can't change the chanel
[Eve:]
I was born to be a rich bitch
Can't ever block me from this ddoe
Nigga riddiculous
Ya you see me
Ermez? head to toe
Nigga witness
You can't stop me pop on the jet head to paris for a hour
Jus to cop me a dress
You call it crazy
Well I call it life
An I'm makin sure I'm all good
Nigga it's hard to rich fuck broke
I remember that bein in the hood
And I ain't never goin back
Fuck that
Got to much of what I want and need
Ya you hatas we love you hate it
Cassidy bones an eve
[Chorus]
Leanin' On The Lord lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Angie Stone)
[Intro: Cassidy]
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
[Chorus: Angie Stone]
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side [x2]
[Verse 1]
Here's a story about a youngin' that started off strugglin'
He didn't like his life so he started off hustlin'
He was doin good in the hood with the cane
Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame
Now he stays dressed up
Just copped the fresh trucks
Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped his connect up
But guess what, he don't even mess with his old niggas
They hatin' cause he makin' more money those niggas
So one day when he was chillin on the block, dealin' rock
Tryin' to make a killin' on the block
Some dudes came, masks down, told him lay his ass down
Then they blasts rounds and started fillin' him with shots
He can't feel his legs, got grazed in his head yo
He might be paralyzed but he could've been dead though
He on his bed yo, prayin' to God
If he survives that he promise to stay on his side
[Chorus (x2)]
Here's a story about a shorty chasin' the cream
Her daddy was an inmate, her mommy was a fiend
Her grandmoms old so she couldn't get control of her
It was all love 'til the drugs took a hold of her
First it was liquor then it was weed
Then next came the wet then the syrup and V's, E's
Oxy Contin, she poppin' them pills
And if you got a couple dollars she'll hop in your wheel (For real)
Until one day a nigga with paper
Took her out, got her pilled up then he raped up
Fam even had a camcorder and taped her
As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated
So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time
Only person she could talk to was her grandmom
Now every Sunday she be goin' to church with her
She leaned on the lord, now he startin' to work with her
[Chorus (x2)]
Here's a story about a young rapper named Cassidy
He started off at 13, I mean he actually
Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school
10th grade, way back then he was a fly dude
He played by the rules, determined to get cake
He started off battlin' and rippin' the mixtapes
But he didn't take the same path that the rest do
He dropped a debut that was highly successful
That's when the respect came, that's when the checks came
He realized life is like playin' a chess game
Him and Swizz, they started makin' the next album
They say when you make more money expect problems
But the problem that he faced was unheard of
They locked him up, no bail and charged him with murder
But now he got his freedom restored
And he livin' his dream that's why he leanin' on the side of the lord
[Chorus (x6)]
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
[Chorus: Angie Stone]
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side [x2]
[Verse 1]
Here's a story about a youngin' that started off strugglin'
He didn't like his life so he started off hustlin'
He was doin good in the hood with the cane
Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame
Now he stays dressed up
Just copped the fresh trucks
Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped his connect up
But guess what, he don't even mess with his old niggas
They hatin' cause he makin' more money those niggas
So one day when he was chillin on the block, dealin' rock
Tryin' to make a killin' on the block
Some dudes came, masks down, told him lay his ass down
Then they blasts rounds and started fillin' him with shots
He can't feel his legs, got grazed in his head yo
He might be paralyzed but he could've been dead though
He on his bed yo, prayin' to God
If he survives that he promise to stay on his side
[Chorus (x2)]
Here's a story about a shorty chasin' the cream
Her daddy was an inmate, her mommy was a fiend
Her grandmoms old so she couldn't get control of her
It was all love 'til the drugs took a hold of her
First it was liquor then it was weed
Then next came the wet then the syrup and V's, E's
Oxy Contin, she poppin' them pills
And if you got a couple dollars she'll hop in your wheel (For real)
Until one day a nigga with paper
Took her out, got her pilled up then he raped up
Fam even had a camcorder and taped her
As soon as her high faded, shorty felt violated
So she stopped gettin' high all the damn time
Only person she could talk to was her grandmom
Now every Sunday she be goin' to church with her
She leaned on the lord, now he startin' to work with her
[Chorus (x2)]
Here's a story about a young rapper named Cassidy
He started off at 13, I mean he actually
Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school
10th grade, way back then he was a fly dude
He played by the rules, determined to get cake
He started off battlin' and rippin' the mixtapes
But he didn't take the same path that the rest do
He dropped a debut that was highly successful
That's when the respect came, that's when the checks came
He realized life is like playin' a chess game
Him and Swizz, they started makin' the next album
They say when you make more money expect problems
But the problem that he faced was unheard of
They locked him up, no bail and charged him with murder
But now he got his freedom restored
And he livin' his dream that's why he leanin' on the side of the lord
[Chorus (x6)]
Damn I Miss The Game lyrics - Cassidy
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 1:]
Damn I used to love this rap shit
(I used loved it)
When it was on some gold robe, cane, gold hat shit
Now every rapper on some bust the gat shit
Cut that crack shit
Fuck that wack shit
Public Enemy was on some power to black shit
Rap cats need to get back on that shit
(real talk)
They need to try switchin they flows
Cause all of our women ain't bitches and hoes
And er'y rapper out got a brick on the stove
And wrists all frooze, and whip on roads
To hear that, I can listen to Hov
You bullshittin then you gettin exposed
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
Whens it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 2:]
Yo what happened to the game?
All these niggas rappin the same and that's lame
(that's lame)
Cats hustlin, bustin they gat
Curtis Blow never talked about hustlin crack
(noooo)
Yo, Everybody on the grind
But Run DMC never killed nobody in a rhyme
They wasn't on that beef shit
And Melle Mel was the first one to talk that street shit
Ever since NWA came out
Cats turned gangsta and took that same rout
(man)
Ya hear that I could listen to Pac
You bullshitin the mission'll stop
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 3:]
I don't even listen to rap now (nope)
It make my head hurt when I listen to cats now
It sound like they all rhymin in one booth
So take the industry n put them all in one group
Since they all on the same page
We should be able to boo them dudes off the same stage (boooo)
For real, I still love this rap shit
Even though the A wanna whip that snap shit
Even though the Bay wanna rip that hyphy
When I get on the mic niggas still gone like me
The head crack(?), you can listen to me
You bullshitin you ain't sicker than me
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 1:]
Damn I used to love this rap shit
(I used loved it)
When it was on some gold robe, cane, gold hat shit
Now every rapper on some bust the gat shit
Cut that crack shit
Fuck that wack shit
Public Enemy was on some power to black shit
Rap cats need to get back on that shit
(real talk)
They need to try switchin they flows
Cause all of our women ain't bitches and hoes
And er'y rapper out got a brick on the stove
And wrists all frooze, and whip on roads
To hear that, I can listen to Hov
You bullshittin then you gettin exposed
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
Whens it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 2:]
Yo what happened to the game?
All these niggas rappin the same and that's lame
(that's lame)
Cats hustlin, bustin they gat
Curtis Blow never talked about hustlin crack
(noooo)
Yo, Everybody on the grind
But Run DMC never killed nobody in a rhyme
They wasn't on that beef shit
And Melle Mel was the first one to talk that street shit
Ever since NWA came out
Cats turned gangsta and took that same rout
(man)
Ya hear that I could listen to Pac
You bullshitin the mission'll stop
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
[Verse 3:]
I don't even listen to rap now (nope)
It make my head hurt when I listen to cats now
It sound like they all rhymin in one booth
So take the industry n put them all in one group
Since they all on the same page
We should be able to boo them dudes off the same stage (boooo)
For real, I still love this rap shit
Even though the A wanna whip that snap shit
Even though the Bay wanna rip that hyphy
When I get on the mic niggas still gone like me
The head crack(?), you can listen to me
You bullshitin you ain't sicker than me
[Hook: x2]
Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the, Damn I miss the Game Game
When it's gone come back, come back?
I'm gettin tired of the dumb rap dumb rap
Man I done been there and done that
Let's move on
Done 4 Me lyrics - Cassidy
[Chorus: Cassidy]
It's a blessin that I'm even alive
It's a reason that I'm breathin, I believe there's a God
Hey... look what he done for me
Look-look-look, look-look-look, look what he done for me
Hey; some people choose not to believe
But I pray e'ry day when I drop to my knees
I say - look what you done for me
Look-look-look, look-look-look, look what you done for me
[Cassidy:]
Hey! I wake up e'ry day and say thank you
When I'm floatin off course then the Lord is my anchor
I know you feelin me ain'tcha?
When I kill time with my son that's keepin it gangster
I'm done beefin cause I'm eatin
I feel bein a father to my son that's keepin it real (I'll)
And I'm the one providin at home
So I can't leave my seed to survive on his own, NOOO~!
No, it's not optional man
That's why I maneuver through the obstacles man
And, I watch for the snakes that's in the grass
So I can stay alive and be a daddy to Cas
[Chorus]
[Cassidy:]
Hey! I pray another rapper don't get shot
Cause the media's gon' blame it on hip-hop
Look at Big L, Soulja Slim and Big Pop'
Jam Master Jay, the boy Proof and the kid 'Pac
You and me gon' have to see to it the (shit) stop
If not, they gon' bring rap to a pitstop
Plus the hip-hop cops ain't a myth ock
They'll love to sit you in the box if you slip ock
You a big shot, you will get more time
Look at C-Murder, Cool C and the boy Shyne
Beans and Kim got a day and a year
It's rules to the game and they ain't playin it fair, yeah
[Chorus]
[Cassidy:]
Hey! God is good, God is great
It's a reason that I'm breathin and it gotta be faith
And I'm thankful that I'm eatin, there's a lot on my plate
If the Lord wasn't watchin I'd be ridin upstate
Hey, so I wake up e'ry day and say thank you
When I'm floatin off course, then the Lord is my anchor
I know you feelin me ain'tcha?
See Christ died on the cross, that's keepin it gangster
[Chorus]
Hey!
It's a blessin that I'm even alive
It's a reason that I'm breathin, I believe there's a God
Hey... look what he done for me
Look-look-look, look-look-look, look what he done for me
Hey; some people choose not to believe
But I pray e'ry day when I drop to my knees
I say - look what you done for me
Look-look-look, look-look-look, look what you done for me
[Cassidy:]
Hey! I wake up e'ry day and say thank you
When I'm floatin off course then the Lord is my anchor
I know you feelin me ain'tcha?
When I kill time with my son that's keepin it gangster
I'm done beefin cause I'm eatin
I feel bein a father to my son that's keepin it real (I'll)
And I'm the one providin at home
So I can't leave my seed to survive on his own, NOOO~!
No, it's not optional man
That's why I maneuver through the obstacles man
And, I watch for the snakes that's in the grass
So I can stay alive and be a daddy to Cas
[Chorus]
[Cassidy:]
Hey! I pray another rapper don't get shot
Cause the media's gon' blame it on hip-hop
Look at Big L, Soulja Slim and Big Pop'
Jam Master Jay, the boy Proof and the kid 'Pac
You and me gon' have to see to it the (shit) stop
If not, they gon' bring rap to a pitstop
Plus the hip-hop cops ain't a myth ock
They'll love to sit you in the box if you slip ock
You a big shot, you will get more time
Look at C-Murder, Cool C and the boy Shyne
Beans and Kim got a day and a year
It's rules to the game and they ain't playin it fair, yeah
[Chorus]
[Cassidy:]
Hey! God is good, God is great
It's a reason that I'm breathin and it gotta be faith
And I'm thankful that I'm eatin, there's a lot on my plate
If the Lord wasn't watchin I'd be ridin upstate
Hey, so I wake up e'ry day and say thank you
When I'm floatin off course, then the Lord is my anchor
I know you feelin me ain'tcha?
See Christ died on the cross, that's keepin it gangster
[Chorus]
Hey!
I Get My Paper lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Swizz Beatz)
I get-I get my paper all the time, I keep tellin' you
[Swizz]
Cassidy the problem, c'mon!
All my people out there, gettin that cake man
Take somethin out your pocket, and put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this, and say some shit like this, c'mon
[Chorus]
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper ALL THE TIME I KEEP TELLIN YOU~!
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time I keep tellin you
[Cassidy]
Look if you deal coke and you still broke, start grindin more homes
Cause I'ma drug conniseur homes
In the hood good jobs is hard to find like dinosaur bones
I'm tryin to start shinin more homes
That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like that china store homes
Cause they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones
And tellin ain't my twist, I ain't that kind of boy homes
But a lot of niggaz singin like the Commodores homes
I'm ridin when it's time for war homes
The chrome on my hip, can flip a fully grown dinosaur homes
I'm the kind of boy known to split domes when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that could lay down a tyrannosaurus
My mind like a thesaurus, I'ma shine regardless
My brain a dictionary, lames I'm quick to bury
I spit scriptures and put pictures on obituaries
So get your own sound or hustle a home now, nigga!
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Cassidy]
Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like a brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord Christ
But yo if you livin the hard life
You can't get back the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right
They say you ain't promised tomorrow right? (Nope)
So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in that car lights
With the high beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on on some B.A.R.S. type shit
Until, my cream gone I'ma ball like this
In my all white tee and my all white kicks
And I still toss the white on the strip that's why I floss like this
With the frostbite wrist cause we all quite rich, I love this life!
I threw different color ice, in my cross like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type dick; have 'em twirlin they tongue
Yeah I know I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's world and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT?!
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Cassidy]
Yeah! I'm from a block where niggaz get it poppin at
Where cats is known for boxin and poppin gats
But you gotta aim low when you poppin that
Cause that hot shit got kick like a soccer match
I'm from where the M-1's and the choppers at
Feel me where you can come to go gun shoppin at
You rockin plaque, got your chain with the watch to match
Watch your back if you go and you ain't got your gat
Cats'll jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a stack
Cause niggaz tryin to get paid
And niggaz not tryin to get waged when they rockin the stockin cap
Round the way they got gourmet pots of crack
And you would spend like 24 for a block of that
My niggaz tryin to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm from a block where snitchin ain't a option at
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Swizz]
Cassidy the problem, c'mon!
All my people out there, gettin that cake man
Take somethin out your pocket, and put it in the air like this
Put it in the air like this, and say some shit like this, c'mon
[Chorus]
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper ALL THE TIME I KEEP TELLIN YOU~!
I get my paper on my block, I get my paper from my block
I get my paper all the time I keep tellin you
[Cassidy]
Look if you deal coke and you still broke, start grindin more homes
Cause I'ma drug conniseur homes
In the hood good jobs is hard to find like dinosaur bones
I'm tryin to start shinin more homes
That's why I make 'em hurry up and buy like that china store homes
Cause they'll give you time for a dime or more of stones
And tellin ain't my twist, I ain't that kind of boy homes
But a lot of niggaz singin like the Commodores homes
I'm ridin when it's time for war homes
The chrome on my hip, can flip a fully grown dinosaur homes
I'm the kind of boy known to split domes when I pop the Taurus
I spray rounds that could lay down a tyrannosaurus
My mind like a thesaurus, I'ma shine regardless
My brain a dictionary, lames I'm quick to bury
I spit scriptures and put pictures on obituaries
So get your own sound or hustle a home now, nigga!
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Cassidy]
Yeah! E'ry bar that I write like a brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed, it's a gift from the Lord Christ
But yo if you livin the hard life
You can't get back the hand you was dealt, so play your cars right
They say you ain't promised tomorrow right? (Nope)
So I stay in the street, like a deer that stay in that car lights
With the high beams on and the fog lights lit
I get, my lean on on some B.A.R.S. type shit
Until, my cream gone I'ma ball like this
In my all white tee and my all white kicks
And I still toss the white on the strip that's why I floss like this
With the frostbite wrist cause we all quite rich, I love this life!
I threw different color ice, in my cross like Swizz
And all I give broads is hard type dick; have 'em twirlin they tongue
Yeah I know I got a girl and a son, but umm
It's a man's world and I'm as thorough as they come - WHAT?!
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Cassidy]
Yeah! I'm from a block where niggaz get it poppin at
Where cats is known for boxin and poppin gats
But you gotta aim low when you poppin that
Cause that hot shit got kick like a soccer match
I'm from where the M-1's and the choppers at
Feel me where you can come to go gun shoppin at
You rockin plaque, got your chain with the watch to match
Watch your back if you go and you ain't got your gat
Cats'll jack your pop he ain't got a strap
Cats'll rob your mom if she got a stack
Cause niggaz tryin to get paid
And niggaz not tryin to get waged when they rockin the stockin cap
Round the way they got gourmet pots of crack
And you would spend like 24 for a block of that
My niggaz tryin to get the cheese but no not the rat
I'm from a block where snitchin ain't a option at
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Take A Trip lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Mashonda)
[Swizz Beatz:] Beautiful day
[Cassidy:] It's a beautiful day
[Mashonda:] What a beautiful day
[Swizz Beatz:] Start up the engine
[Bridge:]
We rollin' in the six fo
And all your hearin' is
All your hearin' is, all your hearin' is
Flyin in the G-Fo'
And all your hearin' is
All your hearin' is, all your hearin' is
Let Me Take You Awaa [Mashonda]
[Chorus:]
Can we take a trip
Baby I don't mind
Where we go, aslong as your all mine
We can drive or walk
Baby we can fly
Aslong as you take me away
I'll be makin' you say
[Verse 1:]
I'm flying in the G-Fo'
And when I land you should be standing there with the keys in your hand
Then we ridin in the six Fo'
You my chick so
All them other chicks I was with, can call it quits yo
You the chick I with yo
And I don't like to kiss
But Anytime we kiss, I can't let your lips go
I love you like my Pistol
With' you I stay safe, so you can stay straight
We go have to vacate
And go take a trip yo
Go and relax, you can shop when you land, you don't even need to pack
I ain't letting this go
I'm holding on it for life
Tomorow night, but we boarding the flight
Aightt
[Chorus:]
Can we take a trip
Baby I don't mind
Where we go, aslong as your all mine
We can drive or walk
Baby we can fly
Aslong as you take me away
I'll be makin' you say
Uh My, Oh My
Baby don't stop, daddy you'll be making me say
Ah Ah, UH Ah
La, La, La, La, La, LA, La
[Verse 2:]
I'm selling on Swizz yacht
You know I get gwapt
I can spend about house money just on a wrist watch
So you know my chick hot
And got a nice face
But she got a tight waste
She in tip-top
Shape
But still thick like Grits Ock
Without effort, she break records like a Disk Jock
Shawty 'bout to get got
Cause she hard as nails
She that broad, it ain't hard to tell
Well me and shawty lip lock
Then I took her to bed
And before she fell to sleep, I said
Girl I love you more then hip-hop
You a women, or wife
I think I finally met a women I like
Righttt
[Chorus:]
Can we take a trip
Baby I don't mind
Where we go, aslong as your all mine
We can drive or walk
Baby we can fly
Aslong as you take me away
I'll be makin' you say
Uh My, Oh My
Baby don't stop, daddy you'll be making me say
Ah Ah, UH Ah
La, La, La, La, La, LA, La
[Verse 3:]
The boy Cas' serious
Are you hearing this
Are you hearing this
Are you hearing this
She'd be delerious of the experience
Cause' I'm a straight thug that know how to make love
If she ain't on her period
Then I'm getting it done
I gotta let her feel the tip of the tounge
Then ride out like a chariot
So even if I'm gone
She can't forget about the trip we was on
Cum'on
[Chorus:]
Can we take a trip
Baby I don't mind
Where we go, aslong as your all mine
We can drive or walk
Baby we can fly
Aslong as you take me away
I'll be makin' you say
Uh My, Oh My
Baby don't stop, daddy you'll be making me say
Ah Ah, UH Ah
La, La, La, La, La, LA, La
[Outro:]
We rollin' in the six fo
And all your hearin' is
All your hearin' is, all your hearin' is
Flyin in the G-Fo'
And all your hearin' is
All your hearin' is, all your hearin' is
Celebrate lyrics - Cassidy (feat. John Legend)
[Cassidy (Intro and rapping):]
I used to pump dimes, now I spit punchlines
I'm tired of cats tryin' to rap cus they want shine
I be writing to enlighten those that was once blind
this political warfare, and I'm on the front line
I'm a soldier who grew to be a general, but generals is soldiers too (true)
And I'm willing to do what soldiers do, but you know an animal can't control a zoo (uh uh)
And I always been a leader, I control my crew. You gotta school other dudes tryin' to roll with you.
And I'm getting more mature, I'm gettin' older too, but I'mma rock till it's over like Hova do.
And I don't tell lies like most of you, I really did sell piles, held toasters too.
I might exaggerate a little but it's mostly true, and the truth come to the light like its supposed to do.
Get the obituary ready, get the Reverend, my old style died, and went to punchline heaven.
You cats know that thats my flow, I'm a legend, big up John Legend for doing the song.
Ay, wanwan Kayne, I ain't a Juvenile, but I been on the grind-yee, I had a murder case,
I was facin some time-yee, but thats somethin' small to a giant like Andre,
and they was talkin' 'bout givin' me life, ya'll but I knew I was leavin' for belivin' in Christ,
ya'll, you could live it up, but don't give up the fight, ya'll, we elevatin, so we celebratin the night, ya'll.
Hang on lil' girl, soon all your troubles will be gone lil' girl, sometimes you probably wish you wasn't born lil' girl,
but God know what he doin', lil' girl (uh huh), so keep fightin.
And hang on lil' man, you can't quit now, keep goin' lil' man, sometimes you probably wish you wasn't born lil' man,
but God know what he doin' lil' man (uh huh), so keep fightin.
[Outro]
All By Myself lyrics - Cassidy
I don't have no one, but me myself and I, listen, I gotta get some work done man,
I ain't come in the studio just to chill, na na, this nigga swizz just flew out,
this nigga ne yo sleep, so I'm a go over to this mp and see
if I can come up with my own track to keep it movin' yea let me try that,
aight, find these drums, yea this knockin, yea that's crazy right there, yea,
I'm feelin that, ok, let me add these high hats,
ok, I think I'm gettin the hang out of this joint man, aight,
I'm a make this beat myself man, now let me add this scratch,
ok and the crash, breakdown, add this 808 drum and get it knockin a lil bit more,
that's crazy, I'm feeling this track right here man,
all I gotta do is spit somethin crazy, it's a wrap...
[Verse 1:]
I'm in the zone all by myself,
I'm alone all by myself I'm on my own,
But homes I could set the tone myself,
And make the track that I could rap on myself
I wrote the rap myself, did the track myself,
went in the booth produced that myself,
I did the bass did the claps myself,
did the drums snares and the high hats myself,
uh I play each sound I'm banging out beats now,
the only one with heat now holdin the streets down,
I paint pictures everybody could see but besides god I ain't got nobody but me...
[Chorus: x2]
I'm in the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself,
But I don't need nobody else, but me... and god...
[Verse 2:]
I wanna thank my fans, good lookin for the mail,
Cause I was goin through it when they put me in the jail,
they put me in the cell, just me and the rats,
and my relationship with god is what kept me relaxed,
DA will say anything except for the facts,
and they had alot of evidence except for the gats,
Before they prove you guilty they will treat you like a criminal,
they tried to give me first degree they said it was intentional,
I had to get shit together on my own, the media was talkin like I'm never comin home,
me and my mother used to talk together on the phone,
she said keep your faith and you will beat this case, yup
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
I gotta clique that'll grip steel for me,
I gotta squad that'll ride that'll kill for me,
But I argue and fight with my own mother,
and now a days you can't even trust your own brother,
So make sure you keep your enemies the closest to you,
cause your friends will the ones who put the toasters to you,
that's why u gotta watch your surroundins,
cause niggas that can swim love watchin you drownin,
so only real niggas chill with me, but ain't nobody gonna pay my bills but me,
see, you might got a crew that can help,
but if you want it done right u gotta do it yourself
[Chorus x2]
I ain't come in the studio just to chill, na na, this nigga swizz just flew out,
this nigga ne yo sleep, so I'm a go over to this mp and see
if I can come up with my own track to keep it movin' yea let me try that,
aight, find these drums, yea this knockin, yea that's crazy right there, yea,
I'm feelin that, ok, let me add these high hats,
ok, I think I'm gettin the hang out of this joint man, aight,
I'm a make this beat myself man, now let me add this scratch,
ok and the crash, breakdown, add this 808 drum and get it knockin a lil bit more,
that's crazy, I'm feeling this track right here man,
all I gotta do is spit somethin crazy, it's a wrap...
[Verse 1:]
I'm in the zone all by myself,
I'm alone all by myself I'm on my own,
But homes I could set the tone myself,
And make the track that I could rap on myself
I wrote the rap myself, did the track myself,
went in the booth produced that myself,
I did the bass did the claps myself,
did the drums snares and the high hats myself,
uh I play each sound I'm banging out beats now,
the only one with heat now holdin the streets down,
I paint pictures everybody could see but besides god I ain't got nobody but me...
[Chorus: x2]
I'm in the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself,
But I don't need nobody else, but me... and god...
[Verse 2:]
I wanna thank my fans, good lookin for the mail,
Cause I was goin through it when they put me in the jail,
they put me in the cell, just me and the rats,
and my relationship with god is what kept me relaxed,
DA will say anything except for the facts,
and they had alot of evidence except for the gats,
Before they prove you guilty they will treat you like a criminal,
they tried to give me first degree they said it was intentional,
I had to get shit together on my own, the media was talkin like I'm never comin home,
me and my mother used to talk together on the phone,
she said keep your faith and you will beat this case, yup
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
I gotta clique that'll grip steel for me,
I gotta squad that'll ride that'll kill for me,
But I argue and fight with my own mother,
and now a days you can't even trust your own brother,
So make sure you keep your enemies the closest to you,
cause your friends will the ones who put the toasters to you,
that's why u gotta watch your surroundins,
cause niggas that can swim love watchin you drownin,
so only real niggas chill with me, but ain't nobody gonna pay my bills but me,
see, you might got a crew that can help,
but if you want it done right u gotta do it yourself
[Chorus x2]
The Problem Vs. The Hustla lyrics - Cassidy
[Announcer]
Ladies And Gentleman
I'd like to welcome y'all here tonight
You all are about to witness
One of the greatest battle to ever go down in hip-hop
In this corner
I'd like to introduce Cassidy the Problem
[Cass the Problem]
It's the problem bitch
[A] And in that corner is Cassidy the Hustla
[Cass the Hustla]
It's the hustler ask about me
[Announcer]
Battler to the center of the ring
I want a nice clean battle I don't want you spittin
none of that shit you was spittin last week last month
I want it off the top of the head
I don't want your mom ad-libbing your shit
I don't want your man ad-libbing your shit
Touch mics let's go
[Cass the Problem]
I'm in the zone boy and I got the chrome boy
I'll have blood gushing out your dome on your homeboy
I'm a threat see you should of left me alone boy
I'm real to the chromosome you a clone boy
Chicks get bone I'm know for getting dome boy
Probably got your baby moms number in my phone boy
And if I hittin the click up dick sucks
Had your bitch in the telly throwin her 'SIX" up
Yea we made her lick nuts then hop on the 6 bus
After this over than they gon try say this was fixed up
They gon be like he cheated that's why he beated
I've been in wild battles and won I'm undefeated
The punch lines that I put in the streets
Even made freeway say "Put on a beat"
Only the strong pre-vail I know but a shell
Make him yell like hoes when I perfom hotel
[Cass the Problem]
What?! I told you this nigga wasn't fuckin with me you can't be serious
[Announcer]
Whoa whoa whoa break it up break it up battlers back to your corner
[Corner Man]
Look kid I told you this shit wasn't gonna be easy
[Cass the Hustla]
It's ain't gonna be hard
[Corner Man]
I told you this kid was a problem he not fuckin with you though
[Cass the Hustla]
He ain't no problem
[Corner Man]
I need you to get in there hit 'em with those punch lines, those metaphors
You gotta make sure your flow your delivery
You gotta make sure all that's on point
Hurt his feelings, bite his head off
[Cass the Hustla]
Listen to this all that lip will get you and your man bodied
I'm the man you a bitch in a man's body
You a disgrace who wrote your shit? Mase?
Your album wasn't nothing like the shit on the mixtapes
First you was hustling bustin them shells
Then you went commercial to get a couple of sells
That's what you got a couple of sells
And you probably wouldn't of sold loads if wasn't for Kels
Well you was crazy man with the punch line flow
But now you the ladies man where the punch lines go
Yo it don't get no better
You was smiling chi-town stepping but ain't get no cheddar
If you a star I'm a galaxy nigga
One verse'll merk all your personalities nigga
You garbage and ain't nothing trash about me
I'M THE HUSTLER MUTHAFUCKER ASK ABOUT ME... ASK ABOUT ME PUSSY
[Announcer]
Oh shit break it up break it up back to your corners
This the last round I want y'all to both spit eight bars a piece
No more than eight bars
Cassidy.. the Problem I want you to go first
Then Cassidy the Hustla I want you to go next
You Ready? GET IN
[Cass the Problem]
I got shit on lock
Like I'm constipated you will get abominated
I ain't lyricist of the year but I was nominated
Where your strip at you ain't hustling nigga
That track would have been wack if it wasn't for Jigga
I'm a ladies man chicks loving a nigga
But I'll still put a slug in a nigga BRAAT
Real funny I went gold but get money on the road
And I own a hundred percent of my publishing nigga
[Announcer]
Ok ok ok that's it that's it
Cassidy the hustler you ready?
It's your turn eight bars... let's go
[Cass the Hustla]
You don't really want the drama nigga
You'll take more shots in your face then Madonna nigga
You get ate I'm like Dahmer nigga
You don't battle you make songs for the chicks like Mashonda nigga
The best is me I got stripes like a referee
And coke comin on boats like a refugee
You should switch flow nigga your shits gold
When I drop I'ma shit more than your shit sold NIGGA
[Announcer]
That's it that's it it's over it's over we have a winner
The new heavyweight freestyle champion of the world
Cassidy the Hustla
[Cass the Hustla]
Geah it is what it is don't act surprise
[Announcer]
Okay kid what are you planning to do after this victory
[Cass the Hustla]
I mean you know keep getting money keep hustling keep doing what I do
And if you bastards doubt me...
I'm A Hustla lyrics - Cassidy (feat. Jay-Z)
[Verse 1]
I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler homey
I got the product, narcotics for customers homey
Feins open they be smoking like a muffler homey
niggas phoney so I only got a couple of homey
If you a hustler I could, I could fuck wit you homey
You spend a couple of bucks I stay in touch with you homey
I get money I get 20 to K I got 20 strip although I'm 20 today
I get cake from buds and haze I'm making dubs
they hating cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
with cops got the block hot like a jamaican club
cop wait, wait for a droute then I make a fllod
try to take my cake you gone take a slug
But you can take my information if you taking drugs
cause I can sell raid to a bug
I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug
[Chorus]
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
Nigga ask about me nigga nigga ask about me
[Verse 2]
Married to the game, same bride just a new dru
I do more then just do to
cause my bills come in to soon, my son gone be two soon
royalty check come in like once in a bluemoon
but I'm getting my doe for doing shows
I made more money on the grind then on the road
that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes
car's are so cool,Aston no shoes
just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm no fool
I know the rules I ain't got time for it
But a nigga will shine when it's time for it
and they will hateyou deal with the real cake
and they on the corner
from morning to real late
I deal weight and if you bastards dought me
I'm a hustler ask about, ask about me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah they made you got saved don't be spend the change
In fifth grade I was hustling my genesis game
I was dumb young selling chew gum to my classmate
on the cash chase moving at a fast pace
never been a dummy never did what the dummies do
so I had a mill to burn before I turned 22
more money , more problem is true cause the more money
I make the more problem for you
yeah I used dude voice props to the boy sean
he made it a hot line I made a hot song
So stop drawing man you got to respect it
I'm the best swizz got to perfected don't mess with
C-A-double S-I-D-Ycause I became the best when B-I-G died
the kid do it big like P-U-N cuse
I'm nice P-A-C with the P-E-N
I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler homey
I got the product, narcotics for customers homey
Feins open they be smoking like a muffler homey
niggas phoney so I only got a couple of homey
If you a hustler I could, I could fuck wit you homey
You spend a couple of bucks I stay in touch with you homey
I get money I get 20 to K I got 20 strip although I'm 20 today
I get cake from buds and haze I'm making dubs
they hating cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
with cops got the block hot like a jamaican club
cop wait, wait for a droute then I make a fllod
try to take my cake you gone take a slug
But you can take my information if you taking drugs
cause I can sell raid to a bug
I'm a hustler I can sell salt to a slug
[Chorus]
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a I'm a hustler homey
Nigga ask about me nigga nigga ask about me
[Verse 2]
Married to the game, same bride just a new dru
I do more then just do to
cause my bills come in to soon, my son gone be two soon
royalty check come in like once in a bluemoon
but I'm getting my doe for doing shows
I made more money on the grind then on the road
that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes
car's are so cool,Aston no shoes
just a rubberband on my wrist, no jewels
I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm no fool
I know the rules I ain't got time for it
But a nigga will shine when it's time for it
and they will hateyou deal with the real cake
and they on the corner
from morning to real late
I deal weight and if you bastards dought me
I'm a hustler ask about, ask about me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah they made you got saved don't be spend the change
In fifth grade I was hustling my genesis game
I was dumb young selling chew gum to my classmate
on the cash chase moving at a fast pace
never been a dummy never did what the dummies do
so I had a mill to burn before I turned 22
more money , more problem is true cause the more money
I make the more problem for you
yeah I used dude voice props to the boy sean
he made it a hot line I made a hot song
So stop drawing man you got to respect it
I'm the best swizz got to perfected don't mess with
C-A-double S-I-D-Ycause I became the best when B-I-G died
the kid do it big like P-U-N cuse
I'm nice P-A-C with the P-E-N
On The Grind lyrics - Cassidy
Yeah
Cassidy, yeah
Uh, I'm out here on the grind
[Hook 1]
I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
[Verse 1]
I was told it's a crazy world, well I was born crazy too
1982, they said I was a baby who
Always started trouble, start to hustle what they made me do
As I grew as a man, my plans and my gravy grew
Coke, I copped a little, posted on the block a little
My block popped a little even though my rocks was little
But now a nigga grown started sellin bigger stones
Got a steady clientele that can't leave the shit alone
Keep it on the hivic homes, can't leave ya shit at home
If I spit it, I did it, I lived it, we can get it on
Forget it, I'm sick with it, the midget'll get shitted on
You don't wanna get the chrome, you wanna getcha phone
You don't wanna brawl at all, you wanna call the law
But if you get called a snitch, you might as well call it quits
And I might answer the phone when ya call ya bitch
I push bars like rod, this shit all will flip
[Break]
Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
[Hook 2]
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin all the slugs
I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
Cause I'm out here on the grind
[Verse 2]
Don't abuse the fame, use ya brain fore you open ya mouth
Or you could get poked ouch with the toast in ya mouth
I doubt i'ma go broke, I be done broke in ya house
You don't hustle just cause niggaz cook coke in ya house
If I stop sellin coke, it'll drought
And my flow so dope, I got insurance on my throat and my mouth
I change the game, my name gets spoken about
I'm still ill with the smoke in my mouth (whoa)
Ya sis oped, and I'ma open her blouse
Stick my dick down her throat and start stroking her mouth (whoa)
I let my unborns float in her mouth
And then I put a condom on and start stroking her out (whoa)
I blow the hydro to the scout
On the post with the rock inside got most of the clout
And most of the cash I'm bragging and boasting about
Copped a yacht and got a dock, I can float to the house
Got damn, you wouldn't understand how I'm feeling man
I'm chilling man, all for the love of drug dealing man
I got change I'm gon borrow
That's why I got a quarter million dollar painting hanging on my wall
So naw, I ain't pressed for paper
But I'm dealing weight and got real estate tryna stretch the paper
It's best to invest the paper
But if you wanna battle, let's bet, I could use the extra paper
Cause i'd do whatever to eat
I'm from the street, if it's beef, it's whatever, I ain't never been sweet
And in a battle, I ain't never been beat
I'm in the race to take Jay-Z place, and you ain't better than Bleek
When I speak, you can tell that I'm wise
Dog, I got the best punch lines since Big L was alive
And this was a big L so I'm already high
If a nigga better than me, then he already died
Cassidy
[Hook 2]
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin all the slugs
I'd do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
Cause I'm out here on the grind
[Break]
Man I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
I'm out here on the grind
[Hook 1]
I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
Cause I'm out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
Crack lyrics - Cassidy
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we flip that C-R-A-C-K
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we move that C-R-A-C-K
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we sell that C-R-A-C-K
[HOOK]
Crack!! It got my niggaz addicted
Crack!! But got my niggaz convicted
Crack!! Why niggaz stand on the block
Its called Crack!! It got my man and 'em shot
I said Crack!! what niggaz sell for the cash
Crack!! Got the women selling they ass
Crack!! What the feins use to get high
And the hustlers move to get by that's why the song called CRACK!!
[VERSE 1]
I got the cops drawn... I put the block on
Over rare bout to stock viles of the popcorn
Feins got the block warm getting they cop on
My young'ns run the block till ev'ry one of the rocks gone
And I got another block I'm puttin the pot on
Strong enough to smell through the jar wit the top on
Cop and be gone... If you come to the block drawn
I'll hit you with the glock till ev'ry one of the shots gone
He thought he was a thug he was all on his pop join'
Till he got popped now he all on his rock join'
I left him all on the block wit his top gone
Law called his mom and pop they all on they shock join'
I was just tryna make some bread for my family
And ev'rybody got somebody dead in they family
and ev'rybody got some crackheads in they family
So it's no room to hate cause i kno you relate... My shit
[HOOK]
I'ma blow like propaine cause the flow flames
It'll have you look like the cooked version of cocaine
I spit crack homie... neva been wak homie
I'm back homie... And I hold weight like I'm fat Tony
Like a Soprano I stay with the ammo
Push keys and make music but dont play the piano
You could get blam! yo... I'm nice wit my hands doe
You'll be looking like Rocky if you play like you Rambo
I'm looking type Rocky when I hop out the Land Vo
Bezel on the band whoa... rock on the hand glow
It's all for the fans doe
Thanks for the sup-port
my 16s like the nicotine in a newport
I'm like Too $hort... Pimpin these hoes
I'm the best at inventin the flow since Hove
What these other niggaz spittin is trash
But it's like hittin a glass when you listen to Cass... My shit
[HOOK]
I still be fucking it all up
Gettin it, mixin it cuttin, it all up
I make hella cake and I'm addin it all up
And I ain't sellin weight, man I'm baggin it all up
My youngn's on the block they be knockin it all off
Who you think the feins be coppin it all off
My block got hard but we coppin it all soft
If its snakes in the grass we choppin it all off
If you play wit my cash I'm poppin at all ya
Wit my face in a mask I'm choppin at all ya
But due to the fact I be rappin and all that
I be actin and all that I ain't clappin at y'all cats
But before I did music and movies and all that
I was moving in all black wit the toolies and all that
But now I dont got time cause I'm eatin and all that
I'm too decent for all that to be beefin wit y'all cats... You on
[HOOK]
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!
ITS CALLED CRACK!!!!!!!!
I SAID CRACK!!!!
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!!!
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we move that C-R-A-C-K
CRACK!! For the money you know how we play... we sell that C-R-A-C-K
[HOOK]
Crack!! It got my niggaz addicted
Crack!! But got my niggaz convicted
Crack!! Why niggaz stand on the block
Its called Crack!! It got my man and 'em shot
I said Crack!! what niggaz sell for the cash
Crack!! Got the women selling they ass
Crack!! What the feins use to get high
And the hustlers move to get by that's why the song called CRACK!!
[VERSE 1]
I got the cops drawn... I put the block on
Over rare bout to stock viles of the popcorn
Feins got the block warm getting they cop on
My young'ns run the block till ev'ry one of the rocks gone
And I got another block I'm puttin the pot on
Strong enough to smell through the jar wit the top on
Cop and be gone... If you come to the block drawn
I'll hit you with the glock till ev'ry one of the shots gone
He thought he was a thug he was all on his pop join'
Till he got popped now he all on his rock join'
I left him all on the block wit his top gone
Law called his mom and pop they all on they shock join'
I was just tryna make some bread for my family
And ev'rybody got somebody dead in they family
and ev'rybody got some crackheads in they family
So it's no room to hate cause i kno you relate... My shit
[HOOK]
I'ma blow like propaine cause the flow flames
It'll have you look like the cooked version of cocaine
I spit crack homie... neva been wak homie
I'm back homie... And I hold weight like I'm fat Tony
Like a Soprano I stay with the ammo
Push keys and make music but dont play the piano
You could get blam! yo... I'm nice wit my hands doe
You'll be looking like Rocky if you play like you Rambo
I'm looking type Rocky when I hop out the Land Vo
Bezel on the band whoa... rock on the hand glow
It's all for the fans doe
Thanks for the sup-port
my 16s like the nicotine in a newport
I'm like Too $hort... Pimpin these hoes
I'm the best at inventin the flow since Hove
What these other niggaz spittin is trash
But it's like hittin a glass when you listen to Cass... My shit
[HOOK]
I still be fucking it all up
Gettin it, mixin it cuttin, it all up
I make hella cake and I'm addin it all up
And I ain't sellin weight, man I'm baggin it all up
My youngn's on the block they be knockin it all off
Who you think the feins be coppin it all off
My block got hard but we coppin it all soft
If its snakes in the grass we choppin it all off
If you play wit my cash I'm poppin at all ya
Wit my face in a mask I'm choppin at all ya
But due to the fact I be rappin and all that
I be actin and all that I ain't clappin at y'all cats
But before I did music and movies and all that
I was moving in all black wit the toolies and all that
But now I dont got time cause I'm eatin and all that
I'm too decent for all that to be beefin wit y'all cats... You on
[HOOK]
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!
ITS CALLED CRACK!!!!!!!!
I SAID CRACK!!!!
CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!, CRACK!!!!!!
B-Boy Stance lyrics - Cassidy
[Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
[Cassidy]
Yeah
Okay
I'm ready to get my drink on, on this one
Let's go
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
I'm fresh to death, dressed to impress
Fresh for real, nigga dressed to kill
I'm the best for real, I was blessed with skill
The FS in my necklace still
I'm a threat for real, I come at niggas necks for real
Tryna build my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, you just extra high
If it wasn't for them drugs, you'd be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon' testify
F' the extra shit, get an extra clip
I get some extra lip, just expect to die
I'll put a whole in your head, cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Johnny Cochran old head
Clappin' a pound, he ain't pattin' me down
And I stay strapped man I got my gat on me now
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 2 - Cassidy]
I get it poppin' on the block like a B-Boy
If you cop a couple of rocks you get a free boy
You could take a couple of shots and get a key loy
If you try to take what I got, a stick me boy
See boy tryna fuck around with me boy
Your wrist like fuckin' a bitch with no see boy
I'm a gee boy, get smoked by the P boy
Coke by the key boy, got dope and the E boy
Me boy, I'm bout to take the industry over
Lifes a war, we was meant to be soldiers
I sat back for years and watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
Pretend to be BIG, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot
But all that pretendin' gon' eventually stop
And the slugs gonna eventually pop
Cause all the real thugs in the box or the penatentary oxe
VIP lookin' like a penetentary block
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 3 - Cassidy]
Okay, I'm fresh to death like a million bucks
My Benz got big rims and my ceilin' lift up
Dependin' on how I'm feelin' might be wheelin' the truck
Either way the chicks still on my nuts
YanawutI'msayin', I ain't playin' with them niggas that be feelin' they tough
I ain't a killa but you still will get touched
I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the tuck
And my lil man feelin' the dutch while I chill in the cut
On my lean, chicks stealin' my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, chicks spillin' my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, don't grind on me
I can't dance I got the nine on me
The Heckler and Koch mami fresh from the box mami
Got your panani wet cause I'm fresh to the socks mami
Fresh from the block mami, so I'm makin' it fun
See life a bitch, but I'm makin' her cum and umm
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
[Cassidy]
Yeah
Okay
I'm ready to get my drink on, on this one
Let's go
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]
I'm fresh to death, dressed to impress
Fresh for real, nigga dressed to kill
I'm the best for real, I was blessed with skill
The FS in my necklace still
I'm a threat for real, I come at niggas necks for real
Tryna build my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, you just extra high
If it wasn't for them drugs, you'd be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon' testify
F' the extra shit, get an extra clip
I get some extra lip, just expect to die
I'll put a whole in your head, cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Johnny Cochran old head
Clappin' a pound, he ain't pattin' me down
And I stay strapped man I got my gat on me now
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 2 - Cassidy]
I get it poppin' on the block like a B-Boy
If you cop a couple of rocks you get a free boy
You could take a couple of shots and get a key loy
If you try to take what I got, a stick me boy
See boy tryna fuck around with me boy
Your wrist like fuckin' a bitch with no see boy
I'm a gee boy, get smoked by the P boy
Coke by the key boy, got dope and the E boy
Me boy, I'm bout to take the industry over
Lifes a war, we was meant to be soldiers
I sat back for years and watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
Pretend to be BIG, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot
But all that pretendin' gon' eventually stop
And the slugs gonna eventually pop
Cause all the real thugs in the box or the penatentary oxe
VIP lookin' like a penetentary block
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
[Verse 3 - Cassidy]
Okay, I'm fresh to death like a million bucks
My Benz got big rims and my ceilin' lift up
Dependin' on how I'm feelin' might be wheelin' the truck
Either way the chicks still on my nuts
YanawutI'msayin', I ain't playin' with them niggas that be feelin' they tough
I ain't a killa but you still will get touched
I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the tuck
And my lil man feelin' the dutch while I chill in the cut
On my lean, chicks stealin' my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, chicks spillin' my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, don't grind on me
I can't dance I got the nine on me
The Heckler and Koch mami fresh from the box mami
Got your panani wet cause I'm fresh to the socks mami
Fresh from the block mami, so I'm makin' it fun
See life a bitch, but I'm makin' her cum and umm
[Hook x2 - Swizz Beats]
Chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
With my hoodie on and my gun in my pants
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
A.M. To P.M. lyrics - Cassidy
[Intro]
I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em [2X]
[Cassidy]
I pump on the street from the A.M. to the P.M.
Nigga want beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
Lay 'em when I see 'em, AK 'em when I see 'em
Hop out the Bronco, I'll O.J. 'em when I see 'em
Cut a bone out his skin, fish fo-lay 'em when I see 'em
And wire is real, Kanye 'em when I see 'em
On their job, so I'll pay 'em when I see 'em
Turn boys to men I'll wine Yayo when I see 'em
'Cause I'll be on the grid from the P.M. to the A.M.
Paint pictures with my rhymes, you can see 'em when I say 'em
My songs like movies you can see 'em when you play them
If a nigga want beef, when I see 'em I'm gonna spray 'em
For six g's I could get your wip swiss cheesed
I'm like a red nose pit, you a mixed bread
Bitch please all 'em dudes in your crew ass
I'll get you strangled with the strings on your doo-rag
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I still move work from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
I still move work from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
[Cassidy]
I'm gonna let you talk all stupid, till you get harked all stupid
Sparked out stupid, outlined in chalk all stupid
Dog I bite I don't bark all stupid, it is what it is
I'm in the coupe room dropped all stupid
Fitted hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top off stupid
My clientele cop all stupid
We excels on the block all stupid, it is what it is
It's a fact that I rap all stupid
Get your wig pushed back all stupid
We strapped all stupid, I'll get you clapped all stupid
Don't let the pills and the yack make you act all stupid
Yeah I do my thing all stupid, let my chain bling all stupid
My ring all stupid and my earring all stupid
I got them things and I swing all stupid
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Yo, with my flow you all amazed and astonished
I've been hot since I got my first Sega with Sonic
Back in the days when Shawn Kemp played for the sonics
I rocked the huge jeans and I played the atonics
You know I blow haze, I'll be blazing the chronic
It got my mind scrambled the and egg and an omelette
I talk to God every day, and he made me a promise
Me and T like, Malcolm and Alasia mahomie
Me and Swizz like Martin and Jessy
But the fact that I can get assassinated, is starting to stress me
I ain't tryna let the police department arrest me
But I still keep the steel tucked under the fresh tee
And I ain't just raping for my health
So before you diss me, you be better off laughing at yourself
Cause I ain't tryna battle on the mic
I have them goons hop out on you like they did Harrell at the light
[Chorus]
I still move work, from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em [2X]
[Cassidy]
I pump on the street from the A.M. to the P.M.
Nigga want beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
Lay 'em when I see 'em, AK 'em when I see 'em
Hop out the Bronco, I'll O.J. 'em when I see 'em
Cut a bone out his skin, fish fo-lay 'em when I see 'em
And wire is real, Kanye 'em when I see 'em
On their job, so I'll pay 'em when I see 'em
Turn boys to men I'll wine Yayo when I see 'em
'Cause I'll be on the grid from the P.M. to the A.M.
Paint pictures with my rhymes, you can see 'em when I say 'em
My songs like movies you can see 'em when you play them
If a nigga want beef, when I see 'em I'm gonna spray 'em
For six g's I could get your wip swiss cheesed
I'm like a red nose pit, you a mixed bread
Bitch please all 'em dudes in your crew ass
I'll get you strangled with the strings on your doo-rag
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I still move work from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
I still move work from the A.M. to the P.M.
Niggas got beef, I'm gonna spray 'em when I see 'em
[Cassidy]
I'm gonna let you talk all stupid, till you get harked all stupid
Sparked out stupid, outlined in chalk all stupid
Dog I bite I don't bark all stupid, it is what it is
I'm in the coupe room dropped all stupid
Fitted hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top off stupid
My clientele cop all stupid
We excels on the block all stupid, it is what it is
It's a fact that I rap all stupid
Get your wig pushed back all stupid
We strapped all stupid, I'll get you clapped all stupid
Don't let the pills and the yack make you act all stupid
Yeah I do my thing all stupid, let my chain bling all stupid
My ring all stupid and my earring all stupid
I got them things and I swing all stupid
[Chorus]
[Cassidy]
Yo, with my flow you all amazed and astonished
I've been hot since I got my first Sega with Sonic
Back in the days when Shawn Kemp played for the sonics
I rocked the huge jeans and I played the atonics
You know I blow haze, I'll be blazing the chronic
It got my mind scrambled the and egg and an omelette
I talk to God every day, and he made me a promise
Me and T like, Malcolm and Alasia mahomie
Me and Swizz like Martin and Jessy
But the fact that I can get assassinated, is starting to stress me
I ain't tryna let the police department arrest me
But I still keep the steel tucked under the fresh tee
And I ain't just raping for my health
So before you diss me, you be better off laughing at yourself
Cause I ain't tryna battle on the mic
I have them goons hop out on you like they did Harrell at the light
[Chorus]
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