Oww Oww Oww
(专辑: Million Dollar Baby 3 - 2009)
Up North, Gain Greene Mali G, Biggavel' (We back at it baby) Lemme spit my New York shit for a
minute Holla at ya boy, uh [Hook: Max B] I'm like Oww, Oww, Oww My niggaz get down, down I'm toting the
pound, pound, we'll run in your mound Oww, Oww, Oww Niggaz get low when we come around (lock and load) We got them cannons for them niggaz think they handling the
crew (crew?) Look what you made me do (Look what you made me do) These niggaz is player-hating, I
think I
know why (know why) Oww [Verse 1: Max B] Instead of giving it all up, I
only gave up a
lil' piece He street, Bigga he manufique Every man he meet, say what's up to, my niggaz gets the
grouping out These bitches I
can loop 'em out But I
choose not, make 'em work hard, just to be my number one "Maxi won't you come and meet my mumma, son Hold my hand and walk up the
alter", "Bitch stop ya fantasies" She never really understanded me When I
ran to re off at Broadway, slaws say I
got the
forte Only fuck 'em in short stays Kuz it run cheaper for a
quick one, 60 of the
Grand Creezly And I
told the
bitch to sip some Hit some of this, it'll get you wavey where you need to be Every chick that see me, want a
piece of me, each of me Every Gain Greene nigga I
fucks with, got me You niggaz all weak and all sloppy Oww [Hook: Max B] I'm like Oww, Oww, Oww My niggaz get down, down I'm toting the
pound, pound, we'll run in your mound Oww, Oww, Oww Niggaz get low when we come around (lock and load) We got them cannons for them niggaz think they handling the
crew (crew?) Look what you made me do (Look what you made me do) These niggaz is player-hating, I
think I
know why (I know why) Oww [Verse 2: Mall G] Moneyy I
can spin 'em around just like a
cieling fan Feel me man, finna my grind moving these kilograms We getting money boy, you just talking middleman Stretch the
work long and leave it stepped on like stairwells Soon as it touches my hands, I
be like "Farewell" When the
beef come around, niggaz turn the
scarecrows Weirdos, pants sagging, hopping outta Lambos Tech 9s and airholes, man yo I
don't really think that they can handle, the
mashing, thrashing I'm brutal with this Mac 10, black Cadillacing Big money stacking, blading, trapping Hoes in the
Days Inn, oh I'm so amazing [Hook: Max B] I'm like Oww, Oww, Oww My niggaz get down, down I'm toting the
pound, pound, we'll run in your mound Oww, Oww, Oww Niggaz get low when we come around We got them cannons for them niggaz think they handling the
crew Look what you made me do (Look what you made me do) These niggaz is player-hating, I
think I
know why Oww [Verse 3: Nitty 3] If she let me, best believe I'm a
fuck her All the
bitches say "Nitty, you's a
muhfucka" Cause I
don't buy 'em shit, find ya ass another sucka Cause we pimping hard around this muhfucka And you slipping Who ever said it was hard for a
pimp lied Look at my shoes man, the
ostriches, they just died I
got flavor, mix the
Maury with the
alligators Red and green guts mixed on the
escalator Fuck about it bitch, my money more paper How you think you walk around, pockets all caked up 40 thousand dollar jewlery, niggaz all draped up (draped up) Draped up [Verse 4: T.P.] Talking with the
Mac 10, hop up in a
black Benz Smoking, hoping no one seen what happened 100 to the
lawyers, I
ain't going back in Ain't going for no flim-flam, call me the
Hook Man This be your bitch or even the
right hand Hoes yeah they fear me, to them I'm like the
Son of Sam Matching for my rations, fulfill her every passion For money I'm a
madman, she better bring my cash and God sits on my shoulder so you know I
gotta have it Rocking loose diamonds, flawless karats Pull up in a
Bentley, oh how they resent me Leaving with' ya favorite bitch, put her ass on Craigslist Turn her on to breaking tricks, teach her how to get a
tip Pimp and quick to fix her lip, always sticking to the
script Feds mad they caught me with G's and a
scale Thought I
sold drugs but it was just to weigh a
mill [Hook: Max B] I'm like Oww, Oww, Oww My niggaz get down, down I'm toting the
pound, pound, we'll run in your mound Oww, Oww, Oww Niggaz get low when we come around (lock and load) We got them cannons for them niggaz think they handling the
crew (crew?) Look what you made me do (Look what you made me do) These niggaz is player-hating, I
think I
know why (I know why) Oww