Lyrics: Flesh-N-Bone: Do You: Louder
Chorus
This shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards
That shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards
Take a look at the watch, ain’t 5 o’clock yet
One thang you can bet, it’s 5 o’clock somewhere on the set
What time it is
Nigga what it is
Any time’s a good time for a cold one
Any time’s a good time to roll and blow one
Nigga got a couple of pounds, but I owe one
Nigga had a couple pounds, but I sold one
Nigga fell on hard times, and the homie let me hold one
‘Cause all I had left was a gun and a box of bullets
After takin’ a hit, after takin’ the risk
Niggas doin’ what they gotta do and fuck who actin’ shady
Bitches, baby mama drama, like none of that shit can fade me
I’m the killa with the realer, when it’s on I’m on one
Come fuck with the kid
You goin’ with the flow, ain’t knowin’ if I’ma flip
You never know when I’m about to let up (let up)
Shut up bitch, I ain’t got time for your cryin’
I ain’t got time for your lyin’
I ain’t got time for nickel and dimin’
Too much money on the line and you behind
On dick and the rent
That’s what you get for fuckin’ with the nigga’s pockets full of lint
If it don’t make cash, then you ain’t make no sense
I’m ’bout to get up in this club
Me and my niggas about to roll up, roll up
Hol’ up, hol’ up, niggas might throw up
The fuckin’ niggas go up, go up, go up
Chorus
This shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards
That shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards
I’m gettin’ big money (big money)
It figures that I’m a nigga with a lot to lose
Y’all niggas too busy actin’ funny
Tryin’ to figure what to do while I stay on the move
I’m givin’ these fools hell
They hopin’ I end up back up in the cell
But it’s nothin’ that can derail
So let’s have a big spread
Mine is on the holy grail
Keep a holy scale to wake up this holy dope for you the homie smoke
These bitches who thinkin’ they the shit can bend over
I’ma stick ’em with this holy poke
Make a ho choke, put it in a bowl
See how deep can it really go
They don’t really know that I’m the nigga with the most that’ll make ’em feel like catchin’ a holy ghost
You show me who broke, I’ma show you the crime
The way I get it, the shit ain’t no joke
I make a killin’ every time
Now let me get my swang on, bang on
Flesh-N-Bone whole gang strong
Ever since he gun thang to my fame on strong
Got my bank on strong
This for them hustlas and OG’s
See we can bust out a whole lot of keys
Whenever you need, we can go half on it
Niggas come see me
Me and my niggas about to roll up, roll up
Hol’ up, hol’ up, niggas might throw up
The fuckin’ niggas go up, go up, go up
Chorus
That shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards
That shit ain’t bangin’, this shit is louder
Fuck with the strain with the prettiest flower
Some want the pill, some want the powder
Heartless ’em killas, what you know is cowards