DJ Kay Slay - Keep Calm lyrics

[Hook: Rico Love] All that flexin you've been doin ain't gon get yo a** a check It's DJ Kay Slay, the drama king! All that frontin you've been doin ain't gon earn you no respect Money can't buy you respect! Turn the lights on! Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain't even havin s** So keep calm ‘Cause all that loud sh** only show them real n***as you don't really want it So keep calm and get money [Verse 1: Juicy J] 30 block, 30 rounds, AK, 100+ Better know it's going down n***a think twice before runnin up That old school my time machine Hypnotize Minds with that dynasty I've been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King Back in the day I was in the streets And the trippy life was just a dream I was grinding hard, selling everything My trap was jumping like bed springs Water whippin in that hoe's house Took in a bird, let's throw it down I got that work 24/7 n***a my shop don't close down (Mafia!) I be hustling til the sun come up (Mafia!) No handouts for none of us These rap n***as ain't no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes Listen close to Juicy J, you might find out how to grind (Mafia!) [Hook] [Verse 2: Jadakiss] b**h I'm bout that, you ain't gotta doubt that All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at One of us gon leave today He gon die either way I'm push ya wig back, first take, Stephen A I fall where they need to be More than they need be yet Gonna call the competition, these n***as is in the way Who you know that's been this nice, longer than this That's ‘cause I'm cut from a cloth that no longer exist Different life style, red top, white thous When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down All black life, kitchen cook, crack life I don't really know what yall bout, I'm bout that life [Hook] [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] I'm going in, I don't need a pen Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10 Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than Twista Only come by god is when I'm lookin in the mirror Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand I'm so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin Right, got em lookin hella pants I can traffic coco by the ambulance One for me, I run the streets Pockets on beams, my b**h petite Talk is cheap but I won't buy it Got some good p**y, I'm gon try it [Hook]