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Chorus] yo
who`d i be
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right, 45 in my other hand
who`d i be
Call me trouble man, always in trouble, man
I-I-I Worth a couple hundred grand, Chevys, all colors man
[Verse 1]
Rubber band man, like a one man band
Treat these niggaz like tha Apollo, and I`m tha sandman
Tote a hundred grand canon in tha waistband
Lookin fo` a sweet lick? well this is tha wrong place man
Seven time felon, what I care `bout a case man?
I`m campaignin` to bury tha hate, so say yo` grace man
Ay, I don`t talk behind a nigga back, I say it in his face
I`m a thoroughbred nigga, I don`t fake and I don`t hate
Check my resume nigga, my record`s impeccable
Anywhere in tha A nigga how TIP is highly respectable
And tha M-I-A nigga I`m tryna keep it professional
`Cause all this tongue rastling finna have me snap`n, I`m tell`n you
From the bottom of tha Duval, Cakalacky to New York
And everybody show`n me love that`s one to you all
Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas, my L.A niggas
And all the New Orleans
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
Call me trouble man, stayed in some trouble man
Some niggaz still hatin on shawty so, they some suckas man
Got a couple fans that love to do nothing other than
Lick, suck, show no `spect, but still I love `em man
Dig it, lil` pimpin` got tha mind and the muscle
Stay down on his grind put tha crown on tha hustle
Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything and make it double
Weed, blow, reel estate, liquor sto` wit` no trouble
Young cats is play`n today Marvin Gaye of my time
Tryna stay alive, live`n how I say in my rhymes
My cousin used to tell me, take this shit a day at a tyme
And told me Friday died, Sunday we a day in tha ground
I still smile `cause somehow I know he see`n me now
And so I`m doing all my shows just like he in the crowd
Ay, throw ya lightas up for my cousin Toot, (Rest In Peace)
Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master J!
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
Grand hustle man
mo` hustles than hustle man
But why the rubber band? it representin` tha struggle man
My folk gon` trap, until they come up wit` another plan
Stack and crumble bread to get theyself off they momma land
Gangstas who been servin, since you was do`n tha run`n man
Went down, did 10, back `round and rich again
That`s why I`m young wit` tha soul of a ole man
I`m shell shocked, get shot slow ya roll man
Still ryde around with tha glock on patrol man
I ain`t robbing, I`m just lookin for that dro` man
For ma niggaz slangin blow, pimpin` hoes
Rollin vogues, 24`s
Let these other niggaz know