The Foxxx...
[Freddie Foxxx]
Yeah, that's right
When I die, remember me baby!
And when you livin' large, remember me baby!
Cause what you don't give me, I'm gon' take it!
YaknawhatImean
It's the Missin' Linx baby
[Al'Tariq/Fashion]
Yo, I can't give a f** about your cake
You go for hoe mackin'
While we get this moneys movin'
Like Cali car jackin'
Does this feel like some jackin
What, when the money get robbed
We hit the hood make it good
Cause we proshin' em up, touchin' em up
Grandma got it
Then you got it
When I'm not across the block, and I shot it
Then you shot it
Cause you batter to the full ain't no ballin' this
n***a we share the prez to the lastest
[Freddie Foxxx]
Aiyo Black ha, uh, hail
[Black Attack]
That sh** that really make sense
Don't you need y'all n***as
Don't you need your f**ing fam
When it's time to squeeze triggers
I understand it though
Money make the world twist
You mad at me king
See don't a click
Go out and ice a girl wrist
Yo that's that bullsh**
You f**ing jerk
You ain't wanna hit us with cash
You could've hit us with berk
It's all good though
I'ma sit back, light up the choke
Cause with your family
I'ma laugh when your n***as go broke
[Freddie Foxxx]
Turn it uup
[Chorus (2x)]
Y'all don't know how to
Get this up, come on
Split this up!
Get your cake and sh**n it up! uhu
Together we gon' scramble for pies
Let's make your family rise
It's all about your Family Ties!
Come on
[Problemz]
Aiyo these hater dedicated to them corns
You n***as that got dough, but don't wanna put a n***a on
You n***as that sh**ted on proms, to get sh**ted on shawn
Well it's peace like ya n***as to f** up like the throngs
Memory a few, and you, and all that bullsh** you put me through
At your way ticket to uligy(?), slick came over the j**elry
Like Rick the Ruler, co*ked back them platinum magnum
And the moment he feared, when he sees them lookin' back at em
[Al'Tariq/Fashion]
Yo, blackin' em
Stackin' chips the f** up son
We tappin' em, we clappin' em
Wish you had ties cause now we blacken 'em
Large as ever, stay tight like close together
You foul wheater, I hate you, you stay mo leather
You never know, who your friends who your foes
But you better know, the close fam forever go
Forever, go all out, blow all out
Despise get up with the clan man
Family Ties
[Chorus]
[Black Attack]
Yeah, yo, aiyo family ties
Split cake scramble for pies
If everybody holdin', watch your family rise
I never put it together, I was lovin' and holdin'
My rich n***a turned bids
Cause she the only one rollin' in
I got Scotch, you 'bout to get jack for your sh**
Not us, turn around and get smacked for your sh**
You can get clapped at, sh**
I really wantin' mine
Matter of fact I really hope you get merced from behind
[Problemz]
It's close line
Like a n***a doin' seventy on an eleven
And a hundred n***as run upon you
To collect funds like the rever hand
I will never land automatic God's delivery
Will be prevailin'
When time comes to calculate each presidence
It's irrelevant
Do will you blow in your cheeks
Got n***as knowin' your steez
But stil withholdin' on fees
Got money growin' on trees
In your backyard, so we B.B
Q'in and do time you won't see peace
[Chorus]
[Freddie Foxxx]
That's right
You want it
Yeah come on
Turn it up
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby
The Missin' Linx baby
We punish those that don't belong in the underground
Real n***as never die
Come on, that's right
The thugs dead or alive, can you feel me
Huh, what, Family Ties
Got the two nines by the tighs
Hahaha