Hear Me Coming

Hear Me Coming lyrics

[Chorus x2]
All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stuntin
Dope Boys lose they mind when they see me coming
All the haters get to runnin when they hear that choppa drummin, Blllluuupp, blllluup bumpin

[Yung Joc]
Y'all ready know, ya ain't even gotta wonder
I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer
A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that?
My rhymes like crack, fiends screamin, "gimmie that!"
I'm being like a monkey, and that '73 dope
Need a desert eagle, reefer smellin like a skunk
Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty
Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji
If it's a problem, I suggest you let it go
Got some killas over there, more hellan than the lord
I beat the block up
You can hear me when I'm comin
If it's a problem then the choppers start drummin, drummin

[Chorus x2]

My niggas flip birds
Your niggas flip burgers
My niggas got work
Your niggas just workers
My niggas, we get hurt
Your niggas is unheard of
My niggas murder
Your niggas get murdered
My niggas win niggas
Your niggas get drenched
My niggas play the field
Your niggas ride bench
My niggas is quarterbacks
Your niggas just recieve
With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat
My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook
Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked
Now ain't that something, let the story get told
As the plot thickens and the script unfolds

[Chorus x2]

I get back around three
We can do it more again
Message to them hater middle finger to the wind
Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk
Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk
Everybody know that I do it for the hood
Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good
Word on the street, Joc got the heat
Suede on the seat, 28's on the feet
Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money
When ya add it up now I'm drinkin red money
My wrist gone froze
Make em jump out of they clothes
Go ahead drink tonite, cuause tommorrow you gotta go

[Chorus x2]

Ha ha ha, nigga
Rookie of the year, play ya postition nigga, ya'll fuck boys stop ya husstlin, ya'll niggas know how we
do it. Ya'll know what it is. All the way from the motherfuckin west side to the south side nigga. ML
king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three-tweny. Whats up Koolaide? Yeeaahh. Rest in peace my
nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil' Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the motherfuckin southside nigga.
College Park! Ya know what I'm talkin about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out
there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain't nothin but
love, ya'll know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up
next nigga. And I'm outta here.

Goin' Down

Goin' Down lyrics

[Lil Boi]
This a nitty beat (boing)

[Nitty]
Here we go again
Ghettoville U.S.A. (uh Oh)
You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)
I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)
Dis nigga go by the name of jock (jock?)
He resides in collegepark (collegepark cp)
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

[Verse 1]
Niggaz in my face
Damn near er' day
Askin a million questions like
Jock where ya stay
Tell 'em collegepark
Where they chop cars
Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Jest bought a zone jays on my feet
I'm on that patron so get like me
69 cutlass wit the bucket seat
Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
Pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough
If a girl choose let her do her thang
Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
Er'body love me I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the duces er'time I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Meet me in the trap its goin down
Meet me in the mall its goin down
Meet me in the club its goin down
Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

[verse 2]
Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank
When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
Time to flip the work make the block bump
Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump
Dope boi magic seven days a week
Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
Niggaz know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black beamer coups
Girls like girls time to recruit
If ya got a problem say it to my face
We can knuckle up any time any place

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Time to set it off let these nigga know
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know
I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye
Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!
Put it in the air rep where ya stay
Take a step back blow the kush in they face
Stuntin is a habit let 'em see the karats
I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yung Joc...
Nitty strikes again
This a Nitty beat
Playmaker
So So Def motherfucker

Flip Flop

Flip Flop lyrics
(feat. Cheri Dennis)

[talking]
yea, yung joc listen
here baby yea won't you make ya
move ya best move

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[cheri]
ridin in ya chevrolet drop top
we can do alot of things wit the top dropped
i see ya flossin like a boss babe
oo suga make me wanna break you off babe

[verse]
shawty wat it is whats on ya mind?
ya miss me fresh out hit da button top recline
im glowing on the pine down martin luther king
im looking like a dream cause the chevy so clean
dem j's on gleam check my gangsta lean
gorillas in my trunk so you know just how im vean?
dem peanut butter guts so plush is wat im used ta hit the turbo booster
the mr. throw the duece up
paint still drippin like it's fresh up out the shower
12 in the cut a couple shots of blunt power?
i rep dat fo' five flat lands eighty V
i skate off in the woods southside shady P (shady p)

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[verse]
yo, yo pull up in da seven seven cutlas and im throwed
got the swivel seats good shift and flow
underneath the hood gotta fo'54
plus the brain blowed out so i can blow out my dro
chrome pipes roarin like lion in the jungle
be careful not to stumble they know i got that work by the bundle
catch me wit a quarter piece
somethin from the middle east
show em' the decator streets
laid back in these ostrich seats
im in the hood makin deals on the cell phone
peakin at that ass crack bustin out that lil thong
fuck em good grippin wood is how i get my gangsta on
pussy nigga try ima put one in ya thinkin dome

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[jody breeze]
well ima keep it simple dont i ride clean? (yea)
white cutlas wit the beat down system
all black caddillac parailez on the tire flip flop candypaint the bitches goin wild
my engine gotta hemmy hear me from a mile
to when you see us comin bets believ its goin down
catch me in the city it dont matter what it cost
i can still get it wit the top peeled off
like mj hit mo' mj jacket
mj's on my feet just to match it
p-i-m-p ima keep grindin'
yall keep talking cause ima keep shinin'

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[cheri]
ridin in ya chevrolet drop top
we can do alot of things wit the top dropped
i see ya flossin like a boss babe
oo suga make me wanna break you off babe

Dope Boy Magic

Dope Boy Magic lyrics

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Numba one
Turn a pair of bow jackson raiders two
A fresh pair of mariallen gators three
Out ten niggas is sum hatas b4 its to late
Five shots to ya tataa 6 fully chromed fronted
Cotton candy coated benz 7 grams of
Presidental blowin in tha wind
At 4am tha eight at nine tuch down a beautiful play
In my neighboor hood so what now got one
O left u can snatch it 4 the seven
Nigga keep ya chirp on alert just like nine eleven the
12 kreepin threw the hood like jason keep it moven
Friday 13th but bitch this aint a movie
I was only 14 when i droped my first deal
Made a 2way disapear like david copperfield wala
I recorded thisa 2 15 left dop boi magic we can do tha 15s

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Supa calafragiilistic expealidotious
Chino is the dopest worken water liek moses
Tadaow check my footwork its dope boi magic
How it match my ice and t shirt im packin and stackn bread
Duckin and dogen feds a hoe wid sum good head shawty i love dat
It aint no secret just look at my 26s every time u see me
Make u move like russle simmons check my possition
Im the boss of some wise guys wanna know sum well teach u how birds fly
Show u how gats cry trap or ya fuckin die hit it wid da soda
Bring it back wid sum fia fia say OO my look what it done to me
That dope boi magic got me rich as i wanna be
Say OO my look what it done to me got me rich as i wanna be

How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Numba one
Turn a pair of bow jackson raiders two
A fresh pair of mariallen gators three
Out ten niggas is sum hatas b4 its to late
Five shots to ya tataa 6 fully chromed fronted
Cotton candy coated benz 7 grams of
Presidental blowin in tha wind
At 4am tha eight at nine tuch down a beautiful play
In my neighboor hood so what now got one
O left u can snatch it 4 the seven
Nigga keep ya chirp on alert just like nine eleven the
12 kreepin threw the hood like jason keep it moven
Friday 13th but bitch this aint a movie
I was only 14 when i droped my first deal
Made a 2way disapear like david copperfield wala
I recorded thisa 2 15 left dop boi magic we can do tha 15s

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

4 tha last couple years i ben maken dope tracks
Riden threw tha city wida A on my hat
Nitty keep sum work just ask mrs Beat
Say u needa hit nigga come see me
Spend 20 gz i can put u in tha game
My beats cost bird fare nitty got game
Quick to make hit just ask JB
Dope boi millionaire thats me

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Don't Play Wit It

Don't Play Wit It lyrics
(feat. Big Gee)

[Yung Joc]
What it is man (sup?)
Yung Joc, Block Entertainment
Yeah, you wan' know somethin? (What'chu wanna know nigga?)
I'ma take this motherfuckin time to let y'all niggaz know
I'm tired of playin games.. I'm tired of playin wit'chu man
(Preach on) Y'all niggaz comin up short on your money
Your re-up shit ain't right (nope, nope)
Your grams off nigga, get that shit right
(Tell 'em shawty) Let me talk to y'all

This ain't make believe so why the fuck is you playin
You better listen close to what the fuck I'm sayin
Cause really all it takes is a couple grand
Like AT&T I reach out and I touch a man
Or I can let it go cause it ain't nuttin man
But naw it's the principle so fuck what you sayin
E'ry dollar I want it, e'ry dime I need that
So when it's time to break bread gimme no feedback (shhh)
Cause you don't want to piss me off
And I get to poppin like we poppin Cristal
See I cain't help it, that's just how we get down
Let off a couple rounds, turn your smile to a frown
Yeahhh I know, you think I'm bluffin
'Til I kick the do' and the goons they rush in
Lay down on the flo' where you keep the coke in
You say "I don't know" then your blood start gushin

[Chorus 2X: Yung Joc]
I done told your ass once (once) told your ass twice (twice)
Fuckin with my paper, you're fuckin wit'cha life (wit'cha life)
Don't play with it (blam) don't play with it (blam)
Don't play with it (blam) nigga don't play with it (blam)

[Big Gee]
Here he come once again Mr. Murder Man
Smokin on the purple bad, pistol in my other hand
Fuckin with my rubberbands get your ass murdered fast
Chop you up and chop ya, then stuff ya in a duffel bag
Ride wit'cha in the trunk 'til ya smellin bad
Get your daughter after class, ride by snatch her ass
I know a pussy nigga owe me a couple stack
Pop him like he never had, but the nigga holdin back (nah)
I ain't trippin now I'm lettin 'em pass, got that ass
So I'm in the good, nigga smokin like a thermostat
Flashin hella stacks, pie nigga Pontiac
Actin for these hoes with my money, what kinda shit is that?
I ain't feelin that, pay me for my fuckin pack
E'ry dime off e'ry zone, don't gimme that (nah)
See it time for the chrome, go on pull it out
Sad Sunday service for the sucker in the parking lot

[Chorus]

[Yung Joc]
Better know the repercussions fuckin with my dividends
Yeah I got a hitman for the hitmen
Leave your baby momma numb and I touch many fans
If ye ain't tryin to see it I suggest you start prayin
All I'm sayin; don't try to play me like I'm soft
Treat you like mosquitoes when I skeet you with that Off
That Joc crawl blood, nigga call me Red Cross
Leave your wig leakin like you spilled spaghetti sauce

[repeat 2X]
Fuckin with my paper - ye ain't right
I'ma send them gators - in the middle of the night
Let 'em split your tater - in front your wife
No one can save ya - put out your lights

[Chorus]

[voice speaking over Chorus to end]
C'mon man
That ain't how you do the shit bruh
Out'chea playin with a nigga money and shit
That ain't the shit to be fuckin with
It's hard out'chea in these streets nigga
Fuckin people fuckin wit'cha
Niggaz rattin and shit
That ain't what's up dawg
It's the big dawg Diesel
Yung Joc in the building, ya heard me?

Do Ya Bad

Do Ya Bad lyrics

[Chorus]
If it's a problem
Gon let me know
And if it ain't shit
Nigga gon let it go
But while it's on my mind
I need to let you know
Them choppas on deck
And I ain't afraid to let em' go
Yea I'll do ya do ya (do ya bad do ya bad) [4x]

[Verse:]
[2x]
You on that dumb shit, ain't wit it man
That's the main reason murders get committed man
It can go down any minute man
Whole squad jump out that black on black many man

So you betta be quick and on ya toes
Where dem choppa bullets stop nobody knows
Babies crying niggas dying all ova da place
Mamma crying cuz his blood all ova her face
This is not a game this is not a test
Swiss cheese ya brain mayne you be laid to rest
I'll bust yo head ask questions lata
Throw yo duces sianara to you hatas

[Chorus]

[Verse:]
I don't know ya bitch she don't know me either
I suggest you keep it moving if you wanna keep her
You don't want these problems that's a bad idea
Machetti have ya ass running like diarrhia
Nobody move nobody get hurt, shit
If I pull dat tube errybody hit da dirt
Look dis could be da boy dat if you only keep it coo nigga act like you growin steady still in middle
Schoo nigga you don't really want dis beef bra put in back in the freeza
You'll freeze up when I pull the heat then squeeze pull them knees up
This is not a game this is not a test slow ya roll fo' you be laid to rest

[Chorus]

[Verse:]
I'll sell you wet dope just to make it weigh rite
Call dem boys set you up in broad daylight
Yea I'll bang ya bitch I'll do you bad
9 months later now she screamin yur da dad
If you loose ya bun say I neva found da shit
If I owe ya guap pay ya ass wit counterfeit
Oh yea I'll flex ya nigga don't think I can't
Have my broad put some suga in ya gas tank
Catch a break line slash ya back tire
When ya crank ya car ya engine catch fire
Now I don't kno what you been told
But these are brief descriptions of how this hood goes

[Chorus]

1st Time lyrics

1st Time lyrics

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE ONE]
This aint no love song
More like a cut song
You say your day was long, well tell daddy whats wrong
Imma tell you one time -- just relax and unwind
Whisper sweet nothings now you blushing, chills down your spine
Oh yea you hot and tempted
Oh no not pretty ricky
But when you grind on me
Imma leave you hot and drippin
Slip in those satin sheets
Now go and roll over
Oh yea its up and down motions like a rollercoaster
I see she up on top
You all on my jock
Imma do it nonstop, until your cherry pop
Imma keep going and going, the energizer bunny
Mr long john all in your tummy

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE TWO]

Wont you let me introduce ya to thug karmasutra
This aint no lovey dovey (nah) but watch how i seduce ya
Girl im the man, i- i- im the man
I push the right buttons and the sex on demand
Oh yea i like it slow
Baby be easy
Ooo, watch ya teeth
Baby be easy
Tell me your vicky secrets, tell me all the dirt
You smell like peaches, must bath & body works
Love the way your body work, imma make your body rock
Once you climax, you feel the aftershock
(i know i got you hooked on this lovin'
Dont get it twisted, we just cutin' baby)

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE THREE]
Yea i know i know, i still aint went soft
But i gotta go, lets hit the shower baby, its time to rinse off
I'll wash yours, you wash mine, i adore it the first time
I blew yours, you blew mines, sometimes i'll drop you a line
But look dont tell nobody, just keep it on the low
Not your best friend, not your cousin, nobodys gotta know
I know it sounds crazy, but thats just how it is
Yung J-O-C, long live, long live

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware