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[Chorus] Whole thang.... He want a 36... My dog been in the feds since 1996. Hey guess who's gettin' bread back in 96? Remember all them nights I wasn't havin' sh*t Now it's Philippe Chow, so I gotta sh*t Remember standin' on the block, I had me 30 nicks Talkin' two door cars, I got at least six And I'm straight up out the hood, now that's nicks to bricks [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Box of sandwich bags like we making turkey clubs Told Gibbs when this drop we gon' murk the club Now if yo sh*t didn't cost a nick, well then you smokin' wrong Ain't smoking what I'm smoking, n*gga f*ck you smoking on? And all the whips foreign they got green cards Done whipped up so much white, b*tch I dream hard It's hard to go to sleep with them birdies in the attic Why you keep looking out the window, it's just a bad habit Now I got so many carrots, call me silly rabbit Third phone this week, I keep hearing static Message to the police on the other line Last thing you gon' do is catch me with this 9 [Chorus] Whole thang.... He want a 36... My dog been in the feds since 1996. Hey guess who's gettin' bread back in 96? Remember all them nights I wasn't havin' sh*t Now it's Philippe Chow, so I gotta sh*t Remember standin' on the block, I had me 30 nicks Talkin' two door cars, I got at least six And I'm straight up out the hood, now that's nicks to bricks [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Used to bag my dope and cut sixteen hundred up off a zip Last year couldn't f*ck these hoes in the club Now I can't keep them off my dick Where my homeboy Dominican H, he flip weights, Said Fred go deliver these bricks If a n*gga try to flex like a boss, Knock him off, f*ck a loss, we ain't givin' up sh*t Strapped up like a navy seal 8 7 with the navy wheels Rims match the paint Now one of these rap n*ggas hate in the club wit no major deal 13 with a .38 pistol Point blank but a n*gga won't miss hoe N*ggas be on that gang bang sh*t But I was thug with the thugs from the get go On the road with a colder thang N*ggas in nap town need a 9 Homeboy caught a murder charge, been in the feds since 1999 From nicks to bricks, droppin' key to a key On the bus stop with them dimes Started off with the dro then I moved to the blow Living life will blow my mind [Chorus] Whole thang.... He want a 36... My dog been in the feds since 1996. Hey guess who's gettin' bread back in 96? Remember all them nights I wasn't havin' sh*t Now it's Philippe Chow, so I gotta sh*t Remember standin' on the block, I had me 30 nicks Talkin' two door cars, I got at least six And I'm straight up out the hood, now that's nicks to bricks |