Urban Legendz - Five Dollars lyrics

[Chris] n***as talkin loud but they ain't said sh** I ain't never did nothing but praise God and my clique I'm just puffing on my loud, breaking bread, hitting licks Breaking bread, hitting licks. Breaking bread, hitting licks Just a habit when I step up in the kitchen. Table manners in the presence of these women Table manners? Who the f** am I kidding? I'm a savage when I'm eating competition Automatic when I'm at it. Rock mics no Scottie. No Gladys. Yall n***as ain't Pippen I done had it with these b**h a** n***as gettin all up in their feelings for a little attention Did I mention, if its tension, I'm a pull it on tracks... Extension On my pimp sh**. I'ma pull it. Throw it back. I been hit. More fish like Ghost Get face. Get ghost. Thats tears for the hoes but cheers when I toast to the a**holes in here Here's to the host that's Sincere. That n***a will make your scene skip So stick to the script or get a full clip. Better keep it on disc or your whole flick could just End here. Yeah we in here. I don't goon too much but I'm endeared... To the hearts and the minds of the people so peep how the young man from the Go, IL... Walk through the hood with no fear. What's that? Ok then. No Pill No smiles. Lips sealed when I'm out. Just a colon and an X for your mouth b**h. No pills Like Bun's next joint, I'm 4 Trill. Yall mogs got on with no sk** Yeah right. Yall rappers ain't trappin. I'm bettin ya blow deal's When you trickin your advance and your projects trash and your sound scan numbers is old Gil Yall mogs ain't really said sh** [Chorus] Five Dollars. Five Dollars Five Dollars. Five Dollars. Five Dollars [Sincere] I'm the heart of the regime, I'm the balls of the brigade, pause n***as wanna test the squad them bullets they get sprayed off Everybody gangsta grillin, homie what the drama for? Cop the lawyer with the same motives I co*k the llama for Bandwagon is almost full, last call, all aboard Always in some beef, what you expect less from a carnivore? I'm bout it. Come and see me if you wanting all the facts Matter fact, scrap yo tracks, all them old artifacts You ain't got the heart to clap stop laying down lies on these bars and wax I'm in these streets. Spitting sixteens way before I heard a rap Songs, you know hot as sh**, and the flow be cold as f** If you don't know me by now well homie you should know this much If she say she had me in the past, I dont know this smut I ain't got no enemies cuz I dead them before the grow to such So you gon have to notice us, cuz everywhere we go the hoes they notice us We dont make it rain in the strip club they throw dough at us [Chorus] Five Dollars. Five Dollars Five Dollars. Five Dollars. Five Dollars [Dave] They stole it, I rented it, then vogued it then tinted it Then poed, then blowed, then drove slow thru yo tenement, slow as a life on Ritalin. Clothes is Alife on Rivington. Flow is alike no One or unh you might find one but I bet he ain't quite as riveting. Naw Ain't many worth mentioning in the same vein. Gotta nice ring to it... Dwayne Wade. Lens snap on a n***a... Dwayne Wayne. Stay superman high... Dean Cain man. On a island boss, de plane plane. Turn the sirens off On fire, or fine, or fly or die b**h bang (b**h bang bang) My eyes low, and that weed stankin. I'm fly joe and yo seats taken And she's taken if cee take it, mile high be the limit, n***a seats vacant Shall I speed up in it, no cee stained it. No sleep to Brooklyn, cheesecake it See I don't need Juniors, and we don't need rumors so ima slow it down no speed racer No freestyles, no cliches, no cheap virals, no leak trailers No free favors, no fee waivers, no free features, no lease laters No switch siders, no dick ryders, no dick liars, no seed chasers No games, no lames, mo fame, mo change, mo planes, champagne, mo weed papers ho