Do Me No Favors (feat. Fabolous & Jadakiss)

Текст песни Troy Ave - Do Me No Favors (feat. Fabolous & Jadakiss)

You ain't never count paper 'til your thumbs hurt
You ain't never had to make do with bum work
Shit ain't coming back, you get delirious
It's a drought in the streets, shit is serious
My migo got locked, sentenced to the mud
Back against the wall and I need a plug
Flew the fam to the yams, cab versus the heat
I had 20 thousand grams just last week
Shit stop coming, bills keep coming 'round
Holding on my last bird, 'bout to break it down
Charge a high out of town, then I went in Brooklyn
Phone blowing, all the homies ask how it's looking
You think if I had to work
I wouldn't call you to sell it, you fucking jerk
I start getting mad, talking out of frustration
In the game, six figures can easily turn to nathan
Damn I'm hot dog
The fork on the Masi grill picking up guap dog
Bought a white house off of blocks though
And a presidential, watch me go to the top dog

Man I got that glow
I done came on up from the motherfucking floor
Couple niggas be hating, I just be like, "So?"
I don't never get mad, I just get that dough
If the shit get bad then I let that go

You do it 'cause you have to, I do it 'cause I could
And this is all factual, I do it for the hood
Cock the four, cop and go
'Cause these drugs are for sale, they are not for show
Keep a eye on the monitors and lock the door
No comprende unless it's 'bout lots of dough
They love it, they still want it, the block is still haunted
Turbo in the garage, the cover is still on it
Hundred bundles by 9 AM's an ill morning
A nigga looking good, the bitches is still on him
Money, power, mega respect
Al-Qaeda's how I got the Montega connect
If that paper ain't right, they put the K to your neck
Pay your family a visit, they send your baby a threat
A little deeper than the repercussions on the block
With all that being said, is you hustling or not?

Man I got that glow
I done came on up from the motherfucking floor
Couple niggas be hating, I just be like, "So?"
I don't never get mad, I just get that dough
If the shit get bad then I let that go

I don't get mad, I get dough, I get bags and get low
Everybody with me good, my bitch bad as shit though
You get gas, you Citgo, we whip ass, we clitsko
It gets bad or shit's slow, we really with the shits bro
Twist your cap for it, kinda sick what the thirst do
When I'm hungry I ain't myself, Snickers commercial
I gotta eat before a nigga catch a attitude
And start looking at the game like it's platter food
Fuck sandwiches, I want the chips and dip
Whips equipped, contour seats grips the hip
That's '63 talk, at least a hundred grand'll understand
They put me on a flyer for twenty, I'm a wanted man
Son of Sam, I was born in '77
Your bitch a late night slurpy, she 7/11
Yeah, the family so you gotta love it
I'm the boss so I got it covered

Man I got that glow
I done came on up from the motherfucking floor
Couple niggas be hating, I just be like, "So?"
I don't never get mad, I just get that dough
If the shit get bad then I let that go