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[Hook:] Whole thang... He want a 36... My dog been in the feds since 1996 Hey guess whos gettin bread back in 96? Remember all them nights I wasn't havin shit Now it's Philippe Chow, so I gotta shit Remember standin on the block, I had me 30 nicks Talkin two door cars, I got at least six And I'm straight up out the hood, now that's nicks to bricks [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Box of sandwich bags like we making turkey clubs Told Gibbs when this drop we gon murk tha club Now if yo shit didn't cost a nick, well then you smokin wrong Ain't smoking what I'm smoking, nigga fuck you smoking on? And all the whips foreign they got green cards Done whipped up so much white, bitch I dream hard It's hard to go to sleep with them birdies in the attic Why you keep looking out the window, it's just a bad habit Now I got so many carrrots, call me silly rabbit Third phone this week, I keep hearing static Message to the police on the other line Last thing you gon do is catch me with this 9 [Hook] Letras de canciones [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Use to bag my dope and cut sixteen hundred up off a zip Last year could'ntfuck these hoes in the club Now I can't keep them off my dick Where my homeboy Domincan H, he flip weights, said Fred go deliver these bricks If a nigga try to flex like a boss, knock him off, fuck a loss, we ain't givin up shit Strapped up like a navy seal 8 7 with the navy wheels Rims match the paint Now one of these rap niggas hate in the club with no major deal 13 with a.38 pistol Point blank but a nigga won't miss hoe Niggas be on that gang bang shit But I was thug with the thugs from the get go On the road with a colder thang Niggas in nap town need a 9 Homeboy caught a murder charge, been in the feds since 1999 From nicks to bricks, from a G to a key On the bus stop with them dimes Started off with the dro Then I moved to the blow Living life will blow my mind? [Hook] From Letras Mania