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Joey Fatts
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PushaMan
feat. 100s & F1
[Intro] See this shit, is gonna take us out the game But there are rules to the house Number one: Never leave this produce in the house Number two: Get your own crew Number three: Gotta have discipline in your crew, trust, gotta be tough on 'em Number four: Don't praise a nigga too much otherwise he gonna think you soft. Rule number five: Don't show no love
[Verse 1- Joey Fatts] Tell me what you need I got it for cheap But if you see them D's you ain't cop from me First they G's, hit the stand and then they cop a plea So it's just me, just how it supposed to be the pusha man Anything you can't sell I bet this pusha can And anything I can't mail I pack up in the van Don't need a scale niggas eye ballin grams Experience with the chemist been cooking since we was kids Selling white and selling mids I'm the future in this biz They trying to turn out my lights but this hustle never end Police got these niggas changing swear that we were never friends Coke amazing junkies racing just to sniff this shit again I'm your pusha but when it's beef I'm the butcher Chop a nigga block down it's probably why the cops round Coke dro and other drugs for the low When they see me on the go niggas know
[Hook] I'm yo pusha baybay, yo pusha baybay I'm yo pusha baybay, yo pusha baybay I'm yo pusha baybay, yo pusha baybay I'm yo pusha baybay, yo pusha baybay Everybody wave your hands at the pusha man
[Verse 2- F1] I'm a grinder Push it all from cubes to the whole thing Five for the O and Fifteen for the whole thing
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