Player haters, player haters. We can't the player haters. Yeah, man, let's kick the funky gangster shit. Give enough respect. . Mike, a.k.a Cash Money.
As a youngster I slanged cain, gangbanged. Not a worry in the world, I'm all about money, man. Getting my grind on was all my mind was on. Making a grip, nigga, my money was on.
[Pooh-Man]. Gettin straight to the motherfuckin point. The bitchs the hoes the money and the dank joints. A young player but nothing with heart. He wouldn't think twice about tearing your ass apart.
Yeah, let's make this kind of mellow. Ant, slow it up for me. We going to do this kind of cool. . Always on a mellow man kicking rhymes that last. Grab the microphone and I clock straight cash.
(Pooh-Man). Hop in a K-5 it's time to roll. My homies having a picnic with hella hoes. Stopped at the liquor store. And got the Hennessey, 20 sack and Antoine.
Me and the fellas on the block with the dank and drank. Downing 40's, kicking back, and it just made us thank. About the hard times, and about all the players that died.
"Behind The Rose". By: Pool of Thorns. There's a meaning behind the rose!. It's the color that you chose!. Temporary solution.... To a never-ending war,.
[Intro]. . *kicking down a door*. . (Pooh-Man) Bitch where the motherfuckin son at?. (Too $hort's Bitch) He not here ahhh it hurts!. (Pooh-Man) Old Skool get this bitch eh! where $hort at?.
(Pooh-Man). Let's do this ya'll. . (Robin Smith). This is how we live each day. Growing up the gangster way. This is how we live in the gutter. This is how we live each day.
Woke up in the morning, threw on my black suit. Time to pay respects to a player from my crew. He got caught up and paid with his life. Slipping on the block on the late night.
Something kinda smooth on the mellow tip. Seeking deeper and deeper, you just might slip. Into a trance, mind going slow. Didn't wanna curse so they'll pump it on the radio.
VERSE 1:. don't call my name. and don't you dare to make a claim. don't you complain. and tell me every guy's the same. i'm gonna leave a white stain.
[Intro]. . (Pooh-Man). Prep man hand me the motherfucking weed man. . (Prep). You don't want none of this bong. . *coughing and toking*. . (Pooh-Man).
[Female voice]. We're here today interviewin' one of America's. controversial artist, MC Pooh.... MC Pooh, your listeners would like to know. why you use so much profanity in your songs?.
Pooh-Man, yeah, baby. It's about the nastiest little song you ever heard of. So your momma's and daddy's better close ears. 'Cause I am about to get explicit.
Well I'm a fire this shit up like dank. And let the whole town know what's up with me and Ant Banks. Another nigga turned traitor. He wanna be a rapper, fool stick to the crossfader.
They smile in your face, when you fall. They turn and wanna take your place. They smile, they smile. . Now Mhisani you done fucked up, punk. So I gots to unleash a trunk of this gangsta funk.
Now $hort! I know you didn't think that shit was over,. you little ugly ass nigga!. . Too $hort.... Nothin' can save ya. Ain't no love, $hort (4x). . Now mickity mic down.
50-50 chance, 50-50 chance.... When I got a nine it's a 50-50 chance.... . Straight youngsta. Tryin' to survive in the streets of my town. But everyday another brotha gets bucked down.
I'mma make you work for it. I'mma make you work. I'mma make you work for it. I'mma make you work. I'mma make you sweat for it. That good kinda hurt. I'mma make you work for it.