Lintballz
    (专辑: Trials & Tribulations Of Russell Jones - 2002)
    
    [Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty Bastard}]  [Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout intro]  (What's your move bitch nigga?)  Sutting ain't going down like that  I 
ain't letting niggas know they ain't know  (How you gonna get what you ain't got?  You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it  (Yeah) That's the 
way it's going down  (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fucking around  {Yo I 
mastered the 
art of Shadowboxin'!}   [Chorus x2: Popa Chief]  Do or die, ball or fly  Lintballz always hanging around trying to get high  But fuck sitting around waiting on a 
hook up  It's time to turn the 
heat up  And catch these papes like cooked up  What?   [12 O'Clock]  Niggas waiting for hook up, get shook up  Never get your weight off and do a 
push up  You smoking all my purple kush up  Don't make me push and rook up  Get you touched up, I 
lift my wrist up, yup, yup  Now niggas know Lil' Diggs, only twice wore a 
suit  Had sex in a 
group with a 
couple of bitches dance for loot  See I'ma tell them niggas about spending all they loot  Partying and tricking on bitches and don't recoup  I 
got my own version of roots  Cracker ass nigga picking cotton and polishing my Brooklyn Zoo boots  The 
new news is Brooklyn Zoo  Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too   [Prodical]  Yo, I 
ain't trying to be on no forever broke shit  So I 
made myself eating these streets where blood leak  Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique  Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet, meak  And all we do is make classics, CCF, the 
Unit  Dirt Dog, the 
Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet  95% of them niggas is faggots, and I've had it up to here  See our face this year, appear  on your TV screen, we stay green  Money makes the 
world go around, know what I 
mean-ean?  New team, fresh and clean clean on your scene  Now sing along, sing along, y'all know the 
theme-heme   [Popa Chief (singing)]  Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh)  Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh)   [Hell Razah]  Yeah, bitches wanna bone a 
nigga when your records is selling  Labels don't play a 
nigga when they nutting but felons  Young Razah got that hot shit that's under the 
Heavens  GG'z popping grey goose feathers  Prostitute cheddar, crashing in whips with new leathers  Bad models be on the 
dick that shy and strip  Thinking we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips  Watch who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with  Why dream to be rich when I'm already rich?  Two bars I 
spit got the 
hottest nigga pissed  Chicks kiss the 
diamonds that twist on our wrist  Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit, nigga   [Chorus x2]   [Ol' Dirty Bastard (Buddha Monk)]  I 
whip a 
nigga ass on hand and hand, you get flashed  Whatever you do, I 
stop your ass  My name is Isis, I 
kill you with a 
hiss  I 
kill you with my motherfucking piss  A 
matter of fact you kill yourself, nigga I 
crash ya stealth  (See let a 
nigga come through with that bullshit)  Yeah we ain't sayin nutting  I 
never was familiar with being pussy  I 
loved that shit 'til it's bloody   [Buddha Monk]  Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and swampy  And you gonna hit it from where (from the 
back door)  This Fam right here, is the 
Fam right here  And if you fuck with the 
Zoo you gon' get clapped right there  For this CREAM nigga, I'll walk through Muddy Waters  If he be call out, and rob your son and daughter  Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumby  Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G 
 Split the 
pie three ways, live off it for three days  And when it's done, who's the 
next victim today  I'm trife nigga, and I 
don't live by BIBLE life  I 
yap the 
nigga ripe then stash a 
nigga right  Yeah I 
did wanna do it and the 
Devil didn't make me  Linballz in my pocket that made me stick them G'z  Checkmate, pray to the 
Lord, your soul He take  Then I 
hip into the 
rob for my Fam I 
just got 'im, nigga   [Chorus x2]   [Outro: Brooklyn Zoo {Popa Chief}]  Yeah yeah, huh huh (motherfucker)  That's right, that's right, OK (alright)  Yeah so {now you be knowin'}  {Annihilate}  {Get some papes like Bill Gates}