Übersetzung: Jones, Jim. G Up (feat. Max B).
a stick up bitch gimmi jewls and dnt u move a muscle aint ready for the flossin from harlem to boston wat you nikkas watchin owww gtta semi for a nikka that b
me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore
[Starts off with the beat of Jadakiss': "Letter To B.I.G.".] [Intro:] Uh! What's good my nigga? Feel I write you a lil' kype! Let you know what's going
bitch you aint know All that paper I gave you, and you still aint blow, still aint show up A little louder now, A little bit louder now (Thanks to Max B
Max B] Let's get it You ain't ready for this shit sexy That techno shit (disco) French! This a whole notha loop her babe [Verse 1: Max B] Stacks in the
See we all medicate our pains some ways This is what we do [Hook:] I'm 'bout to blow me a dubI need a swig of Grand Cru to take the pain away The sour
Yeah Listen lil' mama, I got what you need Them lil' diamonds, they glisten the timin' on my sleeve Finna run a couple of Gs, maybe 9 to 10 I done lost
you for the gun I felt Ya shit fit it so perfect, it was so worth it" I purchased the brand-new ride Make her scream "Max, damn you fly" [Hook: Max B
the pipe, mami she like it, she psychic And she like to play on the Sidekick A guarantee you gon' like this I ain't bitin' my tongue, yeah I said it, Max
did 16000, these niggaz in the red with me Fuck you sue me, know we ridin' Hey Al Pac, what's good baby Menace from Lennox, fuck with' ya boy Max Biggavel
roll the smoke, hit the DJ, tell him play some Max B Could do a couple million if ya ask me Actually, I'm intact with my faculty Max in back of me in
bullets shoot from the waist up Fuck, killed my brother, he was 17 Put it in his head, the voices, they will never leave He watchin' over, he be tellin' me "Max
[Max B:] Ooww Max Biggaveli French Montana, Coke Wave 2 Let Me Talk To The Game For A Second See I Love My Ct Bitches Man They Keep Me Occupied [Chorus
chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane holly molly go fuck your plea your chain for the better max do it for your boy you was riding in the jetta max
bitch hit me by the balls I need u 2 come & taste this need u in my space ship floatin thru the city I b focused on your titties while we both b lookin
They lovin' it, worldwide Boss Don, PD5 [Chorus:] You niggaz don't want me to shine, these niggaz don't want me to grind I'm, about my money nigga These
