Pushin`
Keep on pushin`
I`ve got to keep on pushin`
[Intro: Bun talking over sample]
Say man I don`t give a fuck about the FEDs
D.E.A., A.T.F., Task Force, Jump-out boys, or your local neighborhood robbers
Baby I got to keep on pushin`
[Bun B]
Well it`s the king of the hover trade and the sergeant of snow (Snow)
They call me Mr. Killa Gram in case yo ass ain`t know (Know)
I`m the boss baller of blow when you come to the Gulf (Gulf)
Other cats holdin` some weight but they ain`t holdin` enough
I`ve been around way before the Interstate was on fire (Fire)
Before they hid it in the gas tank or the tire (Tire)
Before a motherfucker even knew about a stash box
We just put work in the back of the car (Man), and mashed out (For real)
Now ask a nigga that was doin` it in nine-three
On the Interstate in a rental car you can find me
Suitcase is stuffed like a holiday turkey (Turkey)
Chopper right beside in case a nigga try to jerk me (Jerk me)
I did the city thing plus I played it out of state
Either way a nigga was known for havin` a lot of weight
Try to knock me down but it only made me bigger
Haters wanna see me fall but a nigga gotta keep on pushin`
[Scarface]
I feel you Bun, I feel you Young, I mean, I feel you
I`m on the corner from sun up to sun down
Competition gettin` hectic, I`m headed for out of town
When I was, sellin` for twenty, niggaz sellin` for ten
So I`m bout to take it to drastic measurements for my ends
My partner Rob in seventeen and in the Benz
And me I`m in a bucket but fuck it, that`s how it is, shit
I got an ounce about to cut it into stones
Next stop: Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in the Lones
I`m a little nigga on his hustle bout to rise
I was cuttin` seventeen and I was only payin` five
A week went by, and a nigga took that dry
Back to H-Town, with re-up about to score me nine
A Pyrex bulb and the whoop so throwed
I cooked it for nine then I stretched it for nine more
Whoa, I`m that nigga bakin` with holes in his door
Crummy niggaz sellin` that ether but fuck it, shit sold
[Young Jeezy]
Ay, no matter how hard it get you know I`mma…
Real talk, real niggaz do real things you know they… (CHEEAAA)
You already know, free Pimp C nigga (LIFE NIGGA)
U.G.K. for motherfuckin` life, U.S.D.A. nigga, C.T.E. nigga (CHEAA)
You know them Houston niggaz you know they niggaz keep on pushin` nigga (PUSHIN)
G.A. niggaz you know they already…
Real niggaz do real things nigga you already know nigga
C.T.E. nigga, Rap-A-Lot records (AYE, AYE, AYE)
One day you`re here, the next day you`re gone (WHAT?)
Cuz some nigga set you up on the phone (DAMN)
Shit, I play it how I go, I`m in a league of my own
You ain`t gotta front me shit nigga, I`m buyin` my own (HAHA)
Whether it`s sixteen bars or sixteen bricks (CHEA)
Move `em one at a time, I`ll take sixteen trips (LET`S GET IT)
I`m in the kitchen with the white, choppers by the back door (AYE)
Mind on my money, but I swear this shit stack dough (HAHA)
Square`s in the closet, a hundred thousand in the box spring
Got the stash box in the back of the Mustang (CHEA)
You know I keep a down ass bitch to dry that shit
Look, I-T a nigga yea she ride that shit
Hey, I hustle harder, I hustle smarter (AYE)
Just left the magnum lot tried to whip me up a charter (HAHA)
I`m so ahead of my time, ahead of my grind
Look at snowman bitch, it`s a must that I shine (YEAAAA)
See my watch is like...damn, my ears beggin` for attention (AYE)
A quarter mill around my neck, in case I forgot to mention
You niggaz actin` like hoes so motherfucker keep gushin`
I`mma do what the gangstas do and nigga keep pushin` (AYYEEE) Send " Pushin" Ringtone to your Cell