Jim Brown - Almost There lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Buck] I'm come from a small town where organized crime is the rule You k** n***as without permission, n***as gon' k** you We bang the rags too, red and blue This sh** ain't out only there on the west side fool Surrounded by section eight houses in the projects A place where you make the wrong turn, you get robbed next We all targets, standin' out on the street corner That's why you see the lil' kids with the heat on 'em Police pull out, hop out but they can't catch us They never even get a chance to say "Drop your weapons" Liquor stores never close, the whole hood high n***as know when it's war the whole hood ride We on that Bishop in Juice sh** I put this fo'-five in yo' mouth like a toothpick, you b**h The south ain't safe no mo' so get a gun And pray to God you make it to see twenty-one You gon' make me crawl through your backyard and cut off your light switch Kick in your back door and take all that white sh** n***as know what to do when I'm around Go put your pack up and pick up your fo' pound [Hook: Lloyd Banks] Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeeuh, this shiny sh** right here I'll work magic and make you n***as disappear Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeeuh, this shiny sh** right here I'll work magic and make you n***as disappear [Verse 2: Yung Joc] It's just another day at the coffee shop We sellin everything, down to the shoes and watch And for the right price meet me in the parking lot I got a sale on them old school Chevy drops No knock cause we only serve the best Oh yeah my coffee shop is cheaper than the rest~! I'm takin orders, tell me who's next Only cash, no credit, no checks When your car stop, welcome to Starblocks You wanna triple your knot? Invest in our stock And now we doin numbers, just like the close-out Make sure to shop with me, before it's sold out Everybody on the block know my nickname Grade A pimp game, you can call me Ben Frank And all my money get counted when the shifts change Then get 211 t-shirt wit'cho picture framed [Hook: Lloyd Banks] Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeeuh, this shiny sh** right here I'll work magic and make you n***as disappear Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeeuh, this shiny sh** right here I'll work magic and make you n***as disappear [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex Over the stove and I'm bout to hit it with the ice Runners love to pump the bomb Ain't no more fair ones, now n***as'll jump your moms The god, minus the 12 disciples I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles If I don't like you, I'mma k** you not fight you I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do And everybody gon' follow me now Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown f*ggots want you to k** 'em in a hurry It f**s me up, like they ain't got no money to get buried You could flip, I'll survive m'kay, motherf**er In my block still doin twenty-five a day Know you work out, chest and your back all nice But the twelve gauge'll have your six pack on ice, what Sinnin or not, I'm grinnin a lot, spendin a knot Dirty denim and a cinnamon fox b**hes'll follow, gangsters'll ride, gentlemen watch Buy the bar, leave drunk, shoot up the block [Hook: Lloyd Banks] Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there Oh yeeuh, this shiny sh** right here I'll work magic and make you n***as disappear