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No Time
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J. Stone
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Woo Yeah, zone, zone Gang This that "Eats meets West" sh*t, that Swizzy on the beat (Gang) J. Stone in the X sh*t, this strictly for the streets (Talk to 'em, Stone) Come visit my section, all my n***as tryna eat (Yeah) Just got a phone call, I heard they let the dog off the leash (Woo) Sheesh, n***a we the heart of these streets F**k who next, I got now, I go hard, I'm a beast (Woo) From East coast to West coast, from L.A. to N.Y. (Talk that talk) Jumped out the Lambo', hopped in the Wraith Pulled up on Dave East with some Ace of Spades (Woo) All these foreigns back to back in a major way (Yes) N***a, we goin' back to back, knockin' out these tapes (Damn) Best to both coasts, we do the most, la cosa nostra God got me, f**k lookin' over my shoulder (Yeah) This that "Eats meets West" sh*t, that Swizzy on the beat J. Stone in the X sh*t, this strictly for the streets (Ayy) Ayy, got no time for you fakers (Uh-uh) Middle fingers up and a .9 for you haters, ayy-ayy I grind for the paper (Yes) Everybody talkin' but they never touchin' paper, ayy-ayy Got no time for you fakers I be out the country, on my grind for the paper, ayy-ayy Don't care about you haters (Damn) I'ma shoot you now, then we'll never talk later, ayy-ayy This that "Eats meets West" sh*t, that Swizzy on the hook (Woo) Rollie crown on the left wrist, we made it out the hood Hatin' mines, that's a death wish, let's make that understood From West coast to East coast to N.Y. to L.A. (Damn) They press play, I was just before the water in The Bay ('Fore the water in the bay) Took a trip to H. Town and pulled up on Tray (Pulled up on Tray, woo) Cashed out the Louis store later on that day (Talk that talk) T.I. tapped in, I told him I was on my way Started from the bottom, now n***as at the top (Woo) But some n***as at the bottom, they gon' hate when you on top Hate to see you on the billboards, rather see you on the block They rather see a n***a locked up than see you on the lot (Damn) Pullin' off in some foreign, they rather see you in a box Light one for Nip and light two more for Big and Pac (Yeah) This that "Eats meets West" sh*t, that Swizzy on the hook Rollie crown on the left wrist, we made it out the hood (It out the hood) Ayy, got no time for you fakers (Uh-uh) Middle fingers up and a .9 for you haters, ayy-ayy I grind for the paper (Yes) Everybody talkin' but they never touchin' paper, ayy-ayy Got no time for you fakers I be out the country, on my grind for the paper, ayy-ayy Don't care about you haters (Damn) I'ma shoot you now, then we'll never talk later, ayy-ayy Woo
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