| Testin testin | |
| It's game orienfested, size six-ex vested | |
| K-cizee.. jojo... that boy too sheezee, todd shaw | |
| And earl stevens, a.k.a. charlie hustle | |
| Hey todd, you on? (am i on?) | |
| *k-ci and jojo singing* | |
| [too $hort] | |
| The foundation was laid several years ago | |
| I built a whole empire in your stereo | |
| Got a four leaf clover representin the bay | |
| Oakland, frisco, vallejo, and epa | |
| We keep the shit together, let's keep it that way | |
| From sacramento all the way to san jose | |
| We in a new era, for ten years you made hits | |
| So what's up e-feezi? (we still the shit) beotch! | |
| [e-40] | |
| How you think i got this pot belly, overnight? | |
| Shet a nig-ga was hongry, i had an appetite | |
| Just like a lie to my people that's caught up in the struggle | |
| Motherfuckers tryin to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin | |
| Barney rubble, gettin in trouble and fuckin up | |
| Parole got me makin my kids piss in a cup | |
| It's cold, that's why i got a few bucks, i put up | |
| From sellin greens, investing in some vending machines | |
| From the ground up | |
| Chorus: k-ci and jojo | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the bottom, we started | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the ground on up! | |
| [e-40] | |
| From the ground up, here go some details | |
| This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females | |
| Don't y'all know it's time for y'all to blow up, like napalm | |
| Instead of sellin tupperware, and avon | |
| Get your business license, go on and put the peas in the pot | |
| Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a nail shop | |
| Or a beauty saloon, since he come to be the biggest tycoon | |
| With methamphetamine laughs and heroin balloons | |
| [too $hort] | |
| Six po-lice pulled me over laid a nigga on the ground | |
| Searched my car real good i know you know what they found | |
| I had the trunk, full of that junk | |
| X-rated lyrics, laced with the funk | |
| No doubt, i was just about to flood the streets | |
| Big boxes full of tapes with them dopefiend beats | |
| Two white boy groupies, mad as hell | |
| Black men makin mail, couldn't take him to jail | |
| Chorus | |
| [too $hort] | |
| I spent sixteen hundred makin born to mack | |
| Used my niggaz gold ropes and his cadillac | |
| I was broke to start with, didn't give a fuck | |
| Couldn't tell me short dawg wasn't comin up | |
| When motherfuckers roll by bumpin your stuff | |
| It makes you feel good, like when you bust a nut | |
| Now i'm a millionaire, and can't get enough | |
| Forty tell em how it is (way too tough short dawg) | |
| [e-40] | |
| When i first started rappin motherfuckers would cap! | |
| "that nigga fake he sound like woody pecker on crack (ha ha ha ha ha)" | |
| Niggaz would laugh and say i rap too fast way back then | |
| But now i be catchin all kind of motherfuckers | |
| Tryin to sneak my little old style in | |
| And that's a compliment, cause i ain't trippin on the money | |
| (what about the money what about the money) | |
| Ask me, sheeit, i think there's enough money up in this bitch | |
| For all of us, we can sasquatch pimp the system without a doubt | |
| All we gotta be is bout our paper route | |
| Chorus | |
| [e-40] | |
| That's real, too sheezee, ant banks, forty fonzarelli | |
| K-ci and my nigga jojo we all come from the ground up | |
| Beaooottch! | |
| [k-ci and jojo] | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| From the ground up we never stop | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| We never stop | |
| (repeat 2x) | |
| Never stop, no we will never stop baby | |
| We will never stop, we will, we will never stop | |
| We will never stop! | |
| From the ground up, from the ground up | |
| From the ground up, nooo | |
| From the grouuuuund up, from the ground up | |
| From the bottom to the top baby | |
| Baby baby baby baby... |
| Testin testin | |
| It' s game orienfested, size sixex vested | |
| Kcizee.. jojo... that boy too sheezee, todd shaw | |
| And earl stevens, a. k. a. charlie hustle | |
| Hey todd, you on? am i on? | |
| kci and jojo singing | |
| too hort | |
| The foundation was laid several years ago | |
| I built a whole empire in your stereo | |
| Got a four leaf clover representin the bay | |
| Oakland, frisco, vallejo, and epa | |
| We keep the shit together, let' s keep it that way | |
| From sacramento all the way to san jose | |
| We in a new era, for ten years you made hits | |
| So what' s up efeezi? we still the shit beotch! | |
| e40 | |
| How you think i got this pot belly, overnight? | |
| Shet a nigga was hongry, i had an appetite | |
| Just like a lie to my people that' s caught up in the struggle | |
| Motherfuckers tryin to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin | |
| Barney rubble, gettin in trouble and fuckin up | |
| Parole got me makin my kids piss in a cup | |
| It' s cold, that' s why i got a few bucks, i put up | |
| From sellin greens, investing in some vending machines | |
| From the ground up | |
| Chorus: kci and jojo | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the bottom, we started | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the ground on up! | |
| e40 | |
| From the ground up, here go some details | |
| This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females | |
| Don' t y' all know it' s time for y' all to blow up, like napalm | |
| Instead of sellin tupperware, and avon | |
| Get your business license, go on and put the peas in the pot | |
| Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a nail shop | |
| Or a beauty saloon, since he come to be the biggest tycoon | |
| With methamphetamine laughs and heroin balloons | |
| too hort | |
| Six police pulled me over laid a nigga on the ground | |
| Searched my car real good i know you know what they found | |
| I had the trunk, full of that junk | |
| Xrated lyrics, laced with the funk | |
| No doubt, i was just about to flood the streets | |
| Big boxes full of tapes with them dopefiend beats | |
| Two white boy groupies, mad as hell | |
| Black men makin mail, couldn' t take him to jail | |
| Chorus | |
| too hort | |
| I spent sixteen hundred makin born to mack | |
| Used my niggaz gold ropes and his cadillac | |
| I was broke to start with, didn' t give a fuck | |
| Couldn' t tell me short dawg wasn' t comin up | |
| When motherfuckers roll by bumpin your stuff | |
| It makes you feel good, like when you bust a nut | |
| Now i' m a millionaire, and can' t get enough | |
| Forty tell em how it is way too tough short dawg | |
| e40 | |
| When i first started rappin motherfuckers would cap! | |
| " that nigga fake he sound like woody pecker on crack ha ha ha ha ha" | |
| Niggaz would laugh and say i rap too fast way back then | |
| But now i be catchin all kind of motherfuckers | |
| Tryin to sneak my little old style in | |
| And that' s a compliment, cause i ain' t trippin on the money | |
| what about the money what about the money | |
| Ask me, sheeit, i think there' s enough money up in this bitch | |
| For all of us, we can sasquatch pimp the system without a doubt | |
| All we gotta be is bout our paper route | |
| Chorus | |
| e40 | |
| That' s real, too sheezee, ant banks, forty fonzarelli | |
| Kci and my nigga jojo we all come from the ground up | |
| Beaooottch! | |
| kci and jojo | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| From the ground up we never stop | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| We never stop | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Never stop, no we will never stop baby | |
| We will never stop, we will, we will never stop | |
| We will never stop! | |
| From the ground up, from the ground up | |
| From the ground up, nooo | |
| From the grouuuuund up, from the ground up | |
| From the bottom to the top baby | |
| Baby baby baby baby... |
| Testin testin | |
| It' s game orienfested, size sixex vested | |
| Kcizee.. jojo... that boy too sheezee, todd shaw | |
| And earl stevens, a. k. a. charlie hustle | |
| Hey todd, you on? am i on? | |
| kci and jojo singing | |
| too hort | |
| The foundation was laid several years ago | |
| I built a whole empire in your stereo | |
| Got a four leaf clover representin the bay | |
| Oakland, frisco, vallejo, and epa | |
| We keep the shit together, let' s keep it that way | |
| From sacramento all the way to san jose | |
| We in a new era, for ten years you made hits | |
| So what' s up efeezi? we still the shit beotch! | |
| e40 | |
| How you think i got this pot belly, overnight? | |
| Shet a nigga was hongry, i had an appetite | |
| Just like a lie to my people that' s caught up in the struggle | |
| Motherfuckers tryin to bubble, niggaz tired of slangin | |
| Barney rubble, gettin in trouble and fuckin up | |
| Parole got me makin my kids piss in a cup | |
| It' s cold, that' s why i got a few bucks, i put up | |
| From sellin greens, investing in some vending machines | |
| From the ground up | |
| Chorus: kci and jojo | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the bottom, we started | |
| We started, with nothing | |
| From nothing, we made something | |
| Nobody really gave a damn about us | |
| From the ground on up! | |
| e40 | |
| From the ground up, here go some details | |
| This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females | |
| Don' t y' all know it' s time for y' all to blow up, like napalm | |
| Instead of sellin tupperware, and avon | |
| Get your business license, go on and put the peas in the pot | |
| Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a nail shop | |
| Or a beauty saloon, since he come to be the biggest tycoon | |
| With methamphetamine laughs and heroin balloons | |
| too hort | |
| Six police pulled me over laid a nigga on the ground | |
| Searched my car real good i know you know what they found | |
| I had the trunk, full of that junk | |
| Xrated lyrics, laced with the funk | |
| No doubt, i was just about to flood the streets | |
| Big boxes full of tapes with them dopefiend beats | |
| Two white boy groupies, mad as hell | |
| Black men makin mail, couldn' t take him to jail | |
| Chorus | |
| too hort | |
| I spent sixteen hundred makin born to mack | |
| Used my niggaz gold ropes and his cadillac | |
| I was broke to start with, didn' t give a fuck | |
| Couldn' t tell me short dawg wasn' t comin up | |
| When motherfuckers roll by bumpin your stuff | |
| It makes you feel good, like when you bust a nut | |
| Now i' m a millionaire, and can' t get enough | |
| Forty tell em how it is way too tough short dawg | |
| e40 | |
| When i first started rappin motherfuckers would cap! | |
| " that nigga fake he sound like woody pecker on crack ha ha ha ha ha" | |
| Niggaz would laugh and say i rap too fast way back then | |
| But now i be catchin all kind of motherfuckers | |
| Tryin to sneak my little old style in | |
| And that' s a compliment, cause i ain' t trippin on the money | |
| what about the money what about the money | |
| Ask me, sheeit, i think there' s enough money up in this bitch | |
| For all of us, we can sasquatch pimp the system without a doubt | |
| All we gotta be is bout our paper route | |
| Chorus | |
| e40 | |
| That' s real, too sheezee, ant banks, forty fonzarelli | |
| Kci and my nigga jojo we all come from the ground up | |
| Beaooottch! | |
| kci and jojo | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| From the ground up we never stop | |
| Right from the bottom to the top | |
| We never stop | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Never stop, no we will never stop baby | |
| We will never stop, we will, we will never stop | |
| We will never stop! | |
| From the ground up, from the ground up | |
| From the ground up, nooo | |
| From the grouuuuund up, from the ground up | |
| From the bottom to the top baby | |
| Baby baby baby baby... |
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