{Intro}. Let me be let me be let me let me be yo ringtone. Let me be let me be let me let me be yo ringtone. Ringtone, yo ringtone, yo ringtone let me be yo ringtone.
Ridin on Benz sippin on a daily basis. Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces. Standin slanted' open spaces looking good and standin tall. Beat Down ya block knockin pictures yo wall.
Grippin grain grippin grain. We grippin grain and poppin trunks upon ya. (Them yung g's are so real). We roll thangs sweet reeling round ya corner. (Tell me whats the deal yeah yeah).
a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand. a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head. a couple grand, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head.
Well, I guess its safe to say Im on my Joc. And everything I say seem to come from the heart. And even if you hate me you gotta play your part. Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards.
Well, I guess its safe to say Im on my Joc. And everything I say seem to come from the heart. And even if you hate me you gotta play your part. Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards.
Everything that glitters ain't gold baby. I hear you daddy. . I'm choppin' twenty-fo's, blowin' good 'dro. Yeah, I got plenty hoes but life ain't picture perfect.
new joc city. your boy on that patrone real real hard right now. 7 shots up. look at that nigga over there he look like he on it too. hold on, that look like that boy DJ styles (back again).
Ohh, uh,huh, shit, what up Chino Dolla?. New Joc City', here it is. But right now you 'bout to witness a nigga gone off that Patron. Aight, I'm talkin 'bout seven shots up, y' know what I'm talkin' 'bout?.
See in my hood, we got monkey bars and candy cars. I'm the man right here, everybody know my name in my hood. They call me Pak Man, shorty. . In my hood Im Pak Man, my hood, Im Pak Man.
Now showing, New Joc City. Starring Yung Joc, A T L's most wanted. In an action packed movie about gunfights. . Grinding the ol' trap and most of all, getting money.
Aye, you know what? When I started recordin' this album. I said I won't gonna do a, you know dear momma type of record. But I felt the need to 'cause I wanna express.
Might as well, might as well, might as well. Trap stupid (boy you comin through). club jumpin (boy you comin through). my girlfriend say she ain't wanna fuck with you.
Hustle, Hustlenomics. Hustle, hustle, Hustlenomics. Hustle, hustle, Hustlenomics. Block ENT. . I'm just living the life of a young baller, shot caller.
Chorus x2. yea i been dere. nigga done dat. used to knock da pussy out. now she runnin bakk. so i knock da pussy out. knock it out knock it out. i knock da pussy out.
Yeah, I been there and I done that. Used to knock the pussy out, now she runnin' back. So I knock the pussy out, knock it out, knock it out. I knock the pussy out, knock it out, knock it out.