Yung Joc Album

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Well I guess safe its safe to say im on my joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if ya hate ya gotta play ya part
Or just kick back and chill til I play my cards.

Okay im back, sit back and listen
First album platinum plaques now watch it glisten
The badest broads, the fastest cars,
Im sure a lot of niggas wish this life was yours
What says it aint, yall niggas said I cant
Ya laughed about my dance, I walked it out the bank
Now my lady happy cause we aint gotta starve
Hatas mad at me, cause im on my joc
I congratulate ya somebodys gotta do it
Im not bad, im used to it
And if ya feel the same then youz a friend of mine
Wontcha tell them lames, don't get outta line

Well I guess safe its safe to say im on my joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if ya hate ya gotta play ya part
Or just kick back and chill til I play my cards.
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line

Call it hustlenomics, hustle by any means
I got a lot of hustle, a whole lot of schemes
Theres not enough fingers for me to count on
My stalks way up, call me dow jones
Ive been around the world, in almost every hood
I walk anywhere, this card is very good
And they don't play round, down in H town
Ill take ya to the bottom, im talking dade county
I take ya out west, in them lo lo's
Scared to rep ya set, that's a no no
I take ya back to the A town,
Hey now, play around, or ill make them boys make ya lay it down

Well I guess safe its safe to say im on my joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if ya hate ya gotta play ya part
Or just kick back and chill til I play my cards.
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line

I need a bottom bitch, one who pays attention
Respect the grind, respect my intuition
Don't get outta line, just look and listen
And soon youll find, im what you've been missin
And the bottom line is im on the clock
24/7 the hustle don't stop
Oh ya im from the A, that's my stompin ground
And if ya on ya joc we stand on common ground

Well I guess safe its safe to say im on my joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if ya hate ya gotta play ya part
Or just kick back and chill til I play my cards.
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line
Play ya cards, don't get outta line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line

(feat. Gorilla Zoe)

welcome to starblocks
its young dirty
who sent you?
its young dirty!
oh okay what you need?
hey i need some of them thangs, mayn.
how many of em
two of em, give me two.
i got you, pull on around to the window pimp
aiight shawty
ay ay ay joc
what up patman
cuh cuz out here say he need two of them thangs
o yea he want two of em?
yea, ay joc
whatup?
you know tha motto!
yea
hustle by any means nigga!

first i take they order like the coffee shop
then i steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
and then i serve it out the window like the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]
and it aint no returns at the coffee shop
man i make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
one hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]

okayy
its just another day at the coffee shop
i grab them coffee beans, time to heat them coffee pots
turn them lights on, j's rush the parkin lot
this the neighborhoods number one stop n shop
no regular, we only serve the best
for the low low, cheaper than the rest!
im takin orders, tell me whos next
only cash, no credit, no checks
when your car stop, welcome to starblocks
you wanna triple your knot? invest in our stock
n now we doin numbers, like the closeout
make sure you shop wit me, before its sold out

first i take they order like the coffee shop
then i steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
and then i serve it out the window like the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]
and it aint no returns at the coffee shop
man i make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
one hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]

cook it in the morning, sell it durin midday
whipped cream the same color as your latte
i tell em vamonos, thas rapido, you need some mota? you gon call gorilla zoe
you can get the coca if you got tha get-it-green
colombian, and i aint talkin coffee beans
12 to 12
its always someone on the scene
starblocks, we get it out by any means
coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap
pockets still ounce for ounce
sack for sack
razr chop
rockstar, rollin rocks
piano keys, work the block
welcome to starblocks, we trap like the coffee shop...let go, see

first i take they order like the coffee shop
then i steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
and then i serve it out the window like the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]
and it aint no returns at the coffee shop
man i make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
one hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]

ah ha okay
everybody on the block know my nick name
when you drop by just ask for whip game
and all my money get counted when the shifts change
they get into it, ima let my four fifth bang
if you need the number 1-800-starblocks
coca latte damned to make ya heart stop
and now the haters hot so they run n tell the cops
shut this shit down, we set up shop on another block

first i take they order like the coffee shop
then i steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
and then i serve it out the window like the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]
and it aint no returns at the coffee shop
man i make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
one hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
[yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big]

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(feat. The Game, Jim Jones & Block)

[Intro:]
[Deep Voice:] Hustlenomics
[The Game:] eh joc
[Yung Joc:] wud up nigga?
[The Game:] a nigga quick produced this shit?
[Yung Joc:] Hell yeah
[The Game:] shit crazy homie

[Hook:]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
They whip game real good, they got the best tho
Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe

[The Game:]
I'm coming straight for your neck dawg,
Razor blade hecklered and cocked,
In California niggas back on the block,
I'm from Compton muthafucka, the city of Gs
We ain't got pretty bitches but we got plenty of these
All my niggas cut throat, gang bang and cut throat
Original bad boys man even Puff know
We ain't mad about Pac, we know who did it
We just mad that him and Big got crossed in nine senses
I was 16 then, little nigga inspired
Now me and Joc ridin, homie put that on the wire
If hip hop was a building, I'd set it on fire
and leave everybody to burn except Mya (haha)
Nah, fuck you bitch, I rescue all my niggas first and let em' fuck you bitch
On the east coast, them niggas say I'm dumb-hot
And when I'm in the south you can just ask Yung Joc

[Hook:]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
They whip game real good, they got the best tho
Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe

[Yung Joc:]
Eh, I know some edgehangers, zonin till they reach the course
Ya dey head banging for less than a brick or so
Well acquainted with fiends and even dope addicts
My niggas work the triple beams and they dope at it
Hey, nigga you don't want no static
Holes throw your chest, hard to breathe, like asthmatics
Just like Big, tell them niggas, kidnap your kids,
fuck em in the ass and throw um over the bridge
When I'm on the east, I'm ballin' wit that Jimmy cat (ballin!)
Bad bitches everywhere, they all on my Jimmy sack
We blowin sour Ds, hundred fifty packs,
I fuck with real Gs, like the Diplomats
When I'm in cali, nigga we blow incense
Call my nigga Cavi, to smoke away my stress
The only coats you'll see locs and dickie suits or molguls
Chirp my nigga JTLo in the booths it's ova

[Hook:]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
They whip game real good, they got the best tho
Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe

[Jim Jones:]
(Jones! Jackal!)
Now shouts to Yung Joc (its poppin)
Another one to block (its good)
You can meet me in the hood the engine runnin on my drop (Ferrari shit)
And we was just runnin from the cops (yeah)
Cookin coco coco wit the stove or two wonders with the pots (Chef boy R' Jim)
I started as a pumper on tha block, (uh huh)
Either you slang crack rock or you had that wicked jump shot (swish)
Either or, there was no inbetween, (no)
It was either be poor or move coke to the fiends (get money)
20 it would cost, I was hopin 19 (give it to me cheaper)
Tachiney valaws [?] I endulging the team (I was fly)
Amongst the murders and plus the burglars (Who else?)
The fly willie niggas when they start swerving up (and what)
In them fly rides, niggas like the high side, (flossin')
till they go slippin and you catch em' from the blind side (get outta that ride)
Tap the glass and you give it to them 9 times (pow pow)
He owes some cash but he didn't meet the timer (D O L)

[Hook:]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
They whip game real good, they got the best tho
Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe

[Outro:]
[Block:] y'all know who I be?
[The Game:] haha who you be nigga?
[Block:] Cut throat masta numba 1 nigga, it's your boy big block nigga, and I ride with cut throat niggas, muthafucka we got richie lewis in the house, cutthroat man, cutthroat nigga, thuggin piece of my nigga, free my muthafuckin dawg man, and last but not least nigga, I'm leadin the new south, haha, we ride sideways in the muthafuckin chevy nigga, ya we up to no good, cut throat baby.

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