Jeah, another Tay da Tight hit 11/5's in the motherfuckin house [x4] Well I started off a hustla indo smokin Weed in my lungs so a nigga kept chokin
[Maine-O] Nigga I'm from the projects Now pack my tech And I demand respect You plan a place and get checked And I'll make your t-shirt wet See I'm that
down on the town Even though all the hatas being around I still clown With the sound that will keep you pumped I'm pushin' nothin' but this 11/5 gangsta
happy and have some fun Let's come to 10 and start with 1 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10, let's go to 11 Stomp your feet and turn around Reach for the sky, now
brain M I A, Dom P, palm trees, 9O degrees Arm freeze, ma please, ain't nuthin' but cheese Caribbean seas, Malibu breeze Watchin' DVDs on 5O inch screens
do it for the hood I'm talking summertime cookouts and wintertime flights It ain't nothing, we hearing shots all night Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run White boys jump out, running wit they guns, 5-0, 5
the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show Cock the MAC-11 in
, 5 0 1 5 0 1 Every block, every school, dream initiation So build the world make it a better place, like Michael Jackson we dona??t wanna see another 9-11
itur ad astra. And we go to the stars. Sempervirent. Rosetum. Always fresh. Rosetum. (5) (6) Afer Ventus. Zephyrus
away And I am home... Ever changing, we are becoming Something we have yet to see And as I wander ever farther I know you're here with me And I am home... 5
and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems Gentlemen let's get paid to party Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony (All the way) [Chorus] [Verse 5
shorts no losses Puttin' it on you jealous bitch made playa hating-ass niggas You betta tell 'em what's real bitch Takin' ova the shit in the 9-5 I
clock and tick-tock I am waiting for the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one I am waiting for the righteous one We got Mack-11's AK-47's Yellin
Al Green sings When your out cold, bitch steal ya bling, bling You died for ya mom and pop, don't sweat it I got the next bitch rockin' ya birthday present News at 11
[ verse 1: lo-lo ] Uno is for the money, deuce is for the show Trey is for the video, what the fuck is fo'? Fo' is for the hoes, and 5 to stay alive
chea [Chorus] 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, 5th Ward - we out'chea 6th Ward, 7th Ward, 8th Ward - we out'chea 9th Ward, 10th Ward, 11th Ward - we out'chea 12th
tell the world what I want to But you can't tell me what you gon' do [Verse 2] 'Cause n-gga I don't believe that Like 9/11 came from Iraq Mayweather
stupid eyes out Yeah, yeah, crying like a baby Yeah, baby don't get so disappointed I am not what you anticipated 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11