Remix Rerock

Squad! Remix re-rockin', totin' rockets, came up in the hood I ain't have a option but to sell D (Uh!) I remix so many bricks, sold so many splits, I done tricked so many niggas, I done hit so many licks On the street top in my Reeboks and I'm higher than a tree top And my choppa is on unlock, I got mo' guns than a gun shop I got this stuck-up bitch that's smoking kush she say she got the hiccups Smashed her in my pickup when she call now I don't pick up I walk in, I take my mink off, smashed the bitch then washed my dick up I know you thought I did a show, but I just dropped two half a bricks off I never stopped trappin', I won't retire These niggas just rappin', these niggas really liars I smokin' on power, whippin' up powder And these suckas buying swag but it really makes me prouder Re-rock remix, remix re-rock Finesse king, I got brick shops I break 'em down, they get polished up, and put back together Got bricks soft as leather, some hard as a rock I put 'em on the block and then yo' traffic stops I got all this guap from them remix blocks My hustle never stops I fell off I had to remix my way to the top You want some free bands better re-rock it I give them A-1 and then I re-rock it You try to kick this do' you get hit wit' a rocket Nothin' but plugs 'round me, Young Scooter the socket Really I didn't have a choice Early age jumped of the porch, early age I wanted a Porsche Young dope boy driving them Rolls Royce Dope boy got these hoes moist You hear the dope boy in my voice Used to remix all them things and have [?] Ms. Joyce Remix everything just to make a profit Gettin' motherfuckin' money the only option Man I can't go broke again gotta double up, double up, hustla, hustla Baby I'mma hustla, yo' man a customer I'm gettin' motherfuckin' money, what you know? Used to be in yo' neighborhood sellin' them bows Yo' front do', we sellin' them wholes Get blunt out fast, we spend it 'til it's gone