Fabolous - Grinding Remix lyrics

Fabolous: Yo, i'ma mothaf**in ghetto superstar n***a... Right now you can lie and gossip too/ but later on be the guy who the mobs look to/ and right now you can try and prosecute/ but later on you gon' die in the hospital I'm the guy that's responsible/ the 9 is impossible/ you ever had Mitchel and Ness tryin to sponser you?/ you gon' die like the mobsters do/ actin like gangstas and like Denzel y'all should get Oscars too/ calm the guys in your hostile crew/ before they get holes in they face the size of they nostriles too/ Street Family abide by the mobsta rules/ visors and Osgood shoes/ that's not on the block yet fools/ you could tell i'm fly by my postre boo/ i get into the thighs of a prostitute/ then buy her a popsicle/ that's why i hear lots of ooohs They ain't never seen a ghetto superstar like me Uh, i'll show you how to do this young'n/ i ain't frontin/ these Jordans ain't comin/ make the silencer say somthin/ go head keep the complants comin n***a Paul Cain: Yo, a hustle's a hustle from ghetto to ghetto/ 4.6 Rang Rover n***a either yellow or metal Muffle wit muzzle for hit movement/ i'ma stop ya blood flow if you try to stop my sh** movement/ i'll be on strips doin/ my grinding brick moving/ for the cross or my thick cuban In a town in the south/ in the spot for a pound and a couch/ or four thou on an ounce All it takes is a quarter a brick/ and a half a pound of dro gets your grind game in order to pitch f*ggot crakin the weed up/ flip dat pop a dice game and catch a jinx and put it back wit the read up That's grindin/ 4 4 tucked in the linin/ get low when them hot ones flyin/ come at me wrong you dyin/ no lyin Dog you not familiar/ step to me i'ma pop and k** ya