10X Outta 10

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HBK & Payroll Giovanni - Rap

10X Outta 10

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[Chorus: HBK] Ten times outta ten, if you see me cruisin' Ten times outta ten, I bet the car roofless Ten times outta ten, if your bitch choosy Ten times outta ten, I fuck her to my music Ten times outta ten, you ain't with us? you losin' Ten times outta ten, you'll never see me jewel-less For everybody sittin', wonderin' just what I'm doing Ten times outta ten, man, your boy foolin', your boy foolin' [Verse 1: HBK] First thing first, I'm the man when you see me hang Soakin' in diamonds, jewelry wet, and it ain't even rain Me and your bitch, we talk in codes, you don't peep the slang Half my shit tucked, when I fuck, I ain't need a chain You can be a lame with change, but Ion respect you Don't give a fuck about your new Rollie and your necklace You know you asked for a drink, bitch, you better bless it Before your man show, tell him I ain't the one to mess with Now check this You can't compete with the squad if you don't make enough When we them niggas got you and your bitch breakin' up Wakin' up at 5, went to sleep around 2 am Money on your mind, you can't sleep climbin' to a M You say you ballin', but your ball can't reach to the rim Air-ballin' ass, mad at HB, 'cause you ain't him Your bitch like my bitch, I'm 'bout to two-way them Benz's, Caddies, and Hellcats, bitch, two of them [Chorus: HBK] Ten times outta ten, if you see me cruisin' Ten times outta ten, I bet the car roofless Ten times outta ten, if your bitch choosy Ten times outta ten, I fuck her to my music Ten times outta ten, you ain't with us? you losin' Ten times outta ten, you'll never see me jewel-less For everybody sittin', wonderin' just what I'm doing Ten times outta ten, man, your boy foolin', your boy foolin' [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] 4-1 Ten times outta ten, yall ain't fuckin' with me My first record deal, that label did nun' with me Got on my independent shit and got to killin' shit You got shooters, I got murderers that's militant And if Kid say the word, I'ma send 'em quick But right now, it's money comin', so let's get to it You small-time, you ain't into shit Petty crimes, but you finna snitch I watch a lot of niggas dig a ditch and just bury themselves Look how they carry themselves, it's like they married to ale's[?] I'm in a new V12 with a cute female Drivin' fast as hell, I need a few seatbelts You a phony-copper, I'm a Rollie-rocker I ain't touch yo' hoe, but my homie got her We put yachts in the river, it was dirty choppas But we got legitimized like the illest mobsters [Chorus: HBK] Ten times outta ten, if you see me cruisin' Ten times outta ten, I bet the car roofless Ten times outta ten, if your bitch choosy Ten times outta ten, I fuck her to my music Ten times outta ten, you ain't with us? you losin' Ten times outta ten, you'll never see me jewel-less For everybody sittin', wonderin' just what I'm doing Ten times outta ten, man, your boy foolin', your boy foolin'

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  • HBK
  • Payroll Giovanni