Do Me No Favors (Explicit) - Troy Ave/Fabolous/Jadakiss

You ain't never counted paper 'til your gums hurt

You ain't never had to make do wit' bum work

Sh*t ain't comin' back you get delirious

It's a job in these streets sh*t is serious

My 'migo got locks in the city mud

Back against the wall and I need a plug

Flew the fam to the games why verse the heat

I had twenty thousand grams just last week

Sh*t stopped comin' bills keep comin' 'round

Holdin' on my last bird 'bout to break it down

Charged you higher out of ten then I went in brooklyn

Phone blowin' up the homies ask how it's lookin'

You think if I had the work

I wouldn't call you to sell it you f**kin' jerk

You start gettin' mad talkin' out of frustration

In the game six figures can easily turn to nothin'

Damn I'm hot dog

The fork on the masi grill pickin' up grot dog

Bought a white house I blight dough

In the presidential watch me go to the top dog

I done came on nothin' to motherf**kin' floor

Couple niggas be hatin' I just be like 'so

I never get mad I just get that door

If the sh*t get bad then I let that go

You do it cause you have to I do it cause I could

And this is all factual I do it for the hood

Cock the four cop and go

Cause these *** are for sale they are not for show

Keep a eye on the monitors and lock the doors

No comprende unless it's 'bout lots of dough

They love it they still want it the block is still haunted

Turbo in the garage the cover is still on it

One hundred bundles by 9am it's a ill mornin'

A ni**a lookin' good the b**ches is still on him

Money power mega respect

Al-qaeda is how I got the montega connect

If that paper ain't right they put the k to your neck

Give your family a visit they send your baby a threat

A lil' deeper than the repurcussions on the block

But that all bein' said is you hustler or not

Wit' low

I done came on nothin' to motherf**kin' floor

Couple niggas be hatin' I just be like 'so

I never get mad I just get that door

If the sh*t get bad then I let that go

I don't get mad I get dough I get bags and get low

Everybody wit' me good my b**ch bad as sh*t though

You get gas you seco we whip a** we clisco

It gets bad and sh*t slow we really with the shits bro

Twist your cap for it catercy was dirsty

When I'm hungry I eat myself snickers commercial

I got to eat before a ni**a catch a attitude

It stops looking at the game likes plan the food

F**k sandwiches I want the chips and dip

Whips are quick contours seats grips the hip

I 63 top at least a hundred grand to understand

They put me on a flyer for twenty I'm a wanted man

Son of sam I was born in '77

The b**ch a late-night slurpee she 711

Yeah the family so you gotta love it

I'm a boss so I got to call it

Man I got that glow

I done came on nothin' to motherf**kin' floor

Couple niggas be hatin' I just be like 'so

I never get mad I just get that door

If the sh*t get bad then I let that go