Ghetto Commission - It Takes More lyrics

[Chorus: Halloway (Silkk the Shocker)] Everybody wants to be a mobb figga It takes more than soldier gear, to be a soldier, n***a Boy you ain't a gansta, unless you down to ride (Silkk the Shocker), Made Man, (GC), wise guys x2 [Silkk the Shocker] I'm in to win it, sky's the limit, n***a I ball till I fall I got a click full, its like f** it, I'm lettin loose all If you real, you real, if you fake, you fake, ya'll n***as tryin to be Hard But the problem is you be tryin too hard It's Silkk the Shocker and GC, meet me uptown Third ward, CP, apartment 3B We mobb n***as, we made n***as to real n***as, to rich n***as b**h n***a, to the cave n***a Now ya'll really wanna play n***a If you going be a soldier, then be a soldier If you wanna be a thug, then be a thug Make the right call, can't be a k**a and drug dealer, tasty, lights off You gotta be ready to go all out for the clout Four in a half, no doubt If it's a showdown you gotta be prepared to go down Real n***as make the world go round And what [Chorus x2] [Valerio] It take more than them boys And where you from to call yourself a click n***a we deep as the abyss Its all about that foolishness Just let me cross the n***as sayin they want a piece of the GC's When I release these, I engage to they f**ing species So me me at the BATTLEFIELD motherf**er Still bout that blocka blocka, still bout that bucka bucka Still runnin with the hustlers, the gangstas, the k**as The flossers, the ballers, the f**ing made n***as [Spade] f**ing round right up a mobsta, no second guessin Most notorious in my profession, murder, no question Ghetto Commission, oh we made n***as, respect the flame Thats burnin motherf**ers out the game, ain't nothing but a thang Mafia reign for '99, n***as sportin such thangs A pinky rings and the rolies with the diamond bling Its a money thang, syndicated crime at it's finest We got NOPD and the feds runnin behind us [Chorus x2] [Halloway:] These n***as practice what they preach f**ing beef with Silkk theShocker Mistah Mistah mistah Halloway, just call a f**ing proverb Split you like you in trama (you want drama) From the waste up, to the face down I'm a f** around, and that's a motherf**ing My Glock goes bang bang, buck when I f** We pullin rain, read them diamonds on my takn, n***a that means bank No Limit, no gimmick, we made motherf**ers, make you spin We bout to take over the world, if you test us, b**h you finished My images is dredlocks and gla**es, straight up whippin n***as a**es You f** wione n***a in dis click And you gettin dealt with by thema**es We in court and outta court for putting n***as on life support We ain't about to face no time, b**h we mobsters, we got judges bought [Chorus x2] [Outro: Silkk the Shocker] f** Motherf**ing wise guys n***a Made man n***a Organized crime, ya heard me