Posted

Posted... aah... mo'fucca...

Posted... ah-ah... mo'fucca...

Posted... haah... mo'fucca...

Posted... c'mon... yo...[Verse 1]

I ain't dat ****** dat'll be in the club

With ******z actin' like itz sweet in the club

I'll bust a mo'fucca meat in the club

And ******ez steppin' on my feet in the club

Tryina see who they can freak in the club

A mo'fucca wanna speak in the club

Like a mo'fucca really know me in the club

Got my fitted on, chiefin' on leaf in the club

Look around, gotta see who want pee in the club

See them lame ******z sippin'

Don P in the club

When you smellin' 'gnac, matterfact, we in the club

White tee's and them

Air Force, deep in the club

Throwin' up a sign, ****** wha, street in the club

Make yo head nod 'cause my joint beat in the club

For them ******z that'd spend they whole week in the club

And the ******ez dat be drunk and wanna beef in the club

And them hataz that'll see they blood leak in the club

You can't breathe in the club

It's called...[Chorus]

Posted...Post in the back, post in the front

Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt

Post in the window, blowin' tha indo

Post with my kinfolk

Post in the cut

Post in the back, post in the front

Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt

Post in the window, blowin' tha indo

Post with my kinfolk

Post in the cut[Verse 2]

Yo... this ****** said this sound like some ole'

N.O.R.E. ******t

Yea, I'm ******' wit that

N.O.R.E. ******t

I'll be dat ****** in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ???

E'rry ****** finna swore they here

We on the block and

I'm *Grindin'*

JackWith a 50-pack and some 20's

Helicopters on dem hot

Bentley'sAin't got no time for these ******ez 'cause it's over now

You ain't leavin' out in stitchez 'cause

I'm sober now

Hittin' Hot 97 with a hundred thou'

Bring yo main ****** up in it,

I'ma run her style

Yea I'm ****y, thinkin'

I plan, well ****** watch me

Post in the game, my ******z on bricks got me

Put it on my kids,

I did it for years, mami

Send it to my nig'z who doin' they biz, papi

Mo'fucca betta recognize some ******t'cause god damn,

Def Jam shouldn'ta signed a ******

That's why

I'm....Repeat

Chorus[Verse 3]

When I'm posted in the hood,

I'ma bang my ******t

Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz

This fo' ????

All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem

KedzIt's called posted, ****** betta act like you know the gutter

Posted, ******z see the

Ac and the peanut butter

Posted, hoody with the black bandanna under

Posted, lookin' through the back for the undercover

Posted, even when

I'm flippin' the spots

See the cops on the next block, checkin' my watch

Coupla shortiez in the parkin' lot, holdin' them rocks

It's a hood thang ******, gettin' blown to drop

We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it

******, post up, show them mo'fuccaz the bizness

I'ma post with my ******z sippin'

Remy and Guiness

All my real mo'fuccaz in the game gone feel this

It's called...

Repeat Chorus 2

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