[ti:This Is Family]
[ar:Fabolous]
[al:From Nothin' to Somethin']
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[00:01.04]Fabolous feat. V.A. - This Is Family
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[00:02.54]Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
[00:05.37]I damage the block
[00:06.58]I scramble like Randall with rocks
[00:08.55]I'm that nigga in the gambling spot
[00:10.44]Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
[00:12.55]You still gotta hand me your watch
[00:14.31]I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
[00:16.55]Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop
[00:20.34]Family or not, some niggas making plans with the cops
[00:23.39]Trying to figure how to make this animal stop
[00:26.37]Who these niggas trying to take down
[00:28.25]Break down, tray pound, eight rounds
[00:30.59]He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down
[00:32.79]Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up
[00:35.72]There's only one legend alive
[00:37.38]The rest you gotta dig up
[00:38.78]You acting like it's hard roast ya
[00:40.80]I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on you Barkley posters
[00:44.46]Got no time to be boxing around
[00:46.66]I got the ox and the pound
[00:48.14]I'll leave you in the box in the ground
[00:50.45]Got the keys to the game, and we locking this down
[00:53.35]Underwater with the sharks, and we not gonna drown
[00:56.36]Got the order from the narcs, they still watching the town
[00:59.42]I'm copping a pound
[01:00.54]They ain't no stopping us now, my nigga
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[01:02.78]Ya clip trip, clip spit
[01:04.76]Get your strip wet
[01:05.79]I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
[01:08.79]Player haters talking 'bout they gonna get Freck
[01:11.92]I'm in the Lamb' sunk lower than the shipwreck
[01:14.77]They call me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines
[01:17.78]The white bitch got rich like Federline
[01:20.80]Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
[01:23.82]You get it soft, then you rock it like T-Mac
[01:26.70]The weed good price, plus it smoke speci
[01:29.76]Three thousand full pound of some Dro pesci
[01:32.77]Y'all niggas only talkers
[01:34.47]I'll let my homies spark ya
[01:35.98]We in the spurs, that's faster than Tony Parker
[01:38.99]This is family, don't ever cross my brother
[01:42.03]Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
[01:45.02]Mention names in my family tree
[01:47.23]This nigga talking crazy like insanity plea
[01:50.43]I, swear to god, the next nigga I give it to
[01:53.76]Is going to a place FedEx can't deliver to
[01:56.72]I'm West Philly Freck, yeah I get dirty
[01:59.86]I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
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[02:02.76]Look
[02:03.28]Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
[02:05.91]Posing us can't be wise
[02:07.49]Swept across the family dies
[02:08.88]Something small as a look, can bring about a man's demise
[02:11.87]And whoever he stands beside, hit him where he can't survive
[02:14.85]Throw the drop, or slip an object, if not then missing
[02:17.88]Nine shot, pop a clip in, pine box the opposition
[02:20.91]Put him in formal dress, right hand across the left
[02:23.78]No autopsy necessary, determined the cause of death
[02:26.84]Six shots across the chest should explain his loss of breath
[02:29.87]Skin peeled off your flesh, I know you wish you wore a vest
[02:32.91]That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers
[02:35.89]I'll spray 'em, but I'm no painter
[02:37.30]To this here, I'm no stranger
[02:38.89]It's obvious you no bangers
[02:40.36]You dudes pose no danger
[02:41.79]Your whole crew chumps, in the closet like coat hangers
[02:44.79]Like purple broke up in the dutch
[02:46.72]Leave you broke up on a crush
[02:48.26]That's what happens when shooters choke up in the clutch
[02:50.24]We gonna body you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
[02:53.94]Put both of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
[02:56.85]Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
[02:59.75]Don't interfere with family business, that's how we operate
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[03:02.50]Niggas is letting birds turn the tables on they squad
[03:05.72]Need help with a jump, got some cables in the car
[03:08.44]Cause they all become nondescript
[03:10.70]When something bright is on your wrist
[03:12.41]Like you repping the bionic six
[03:14.17]Who wanna fire, when guns fire, your lungs tire
[03:17.46]I'm an idol, niggas is Sanjaya, now who wanna try us
[03:21.17]That four-five will spit
[03:22.54]I'll slump you in the driver seat
[03:24.17]And make you really ghost ride the whip
[03:26.39]It's real talk, shade niggas couldn't get a tan from me
[03:29.70]Cause I get in the ring for that Vince McMahon money
[03:32.64]Soon as his un-tuck BAM
[03:34.25]Talking about you touch grams
[03:35.80]I'm coming through your window something like +Brother Man+
[03:38.81]It's just who we are
[03:40.23]If I see yar, it's E.R
[03:41.72]Vacay in D.R., shirt and jeans, g-star
[03:44.82]Tell me how they gonna manage
[03:46.59]Letting off Virgina Tech's now, dudes ain't even safe on campus
[03:50.66]Gotta spaz on cowards
[03:52.22]Every twenty-four, every half-hour
[03:54.66]Niggas be trying to be Jack Bauer
[03:56.44]So let fam' keep talking
[03:58.30]You gonna need a +Weekend At Bernie's+
[04:00.34]If you trying to see a +Dead Man Walking+
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[04:01.79]I guess it's left to me, the popcorn slinger, to pop off nigga
[04:05.33]Callouses on my pop finger, pop off nigga
[04:08.28]Pop through, throw the drop, kick the lock off dump
[04:11.53]'Fore them bodies drop out, six glocks in the trunk
[04:14.43]Chef boy supplying, whip whop is drying
[04:17.50]When they move that, more whip whop arriving
[04:20.45]And my connect from Phoenix, the connect named Phoenix
[04:23.78]Still Keep the iron like my right hand anemic
[04:26.72]For for the family, I'll be squeezing, no reason
[04:29.77]Blood work, nobody leaving this bitch breathing
[04:32.84]Niggas on the low, kidnapped my flow
[04:35.64]Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift wrapped my flow
[04:38.54]Don't gotta ask for it, I'm gonna sit back the fo'
[04:41.38]Flip it around, let the handle crack ya jaw
[04:44.35]Eastside, Westside, I'll be in my Converse
[04:47.46]This a convict rapping, It's a con's verse
[04:50.53]Arm & Hammer mis-man, 'Los, Joey, or Ris-am
[04:53.79]All they gotta do is chirp
[04:55.25]And them things are gonna blis-am
[04:56.94]Shake down, fiz-am
[04:58.23]Straight from the Brooklyn borough that never riz-an
[05:01.50]Block-ay block-ay
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[05:02.41]Now if they get me on wire traces
[05:04.31]I'm gonna die in comstaat
[05:06.00]I got prior cases from riding with firearms cocked
[05:08.81]Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
[05:11.85]Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
[05:14.76]I get his legs, you grab him by arms ock
[05:17.82]We gonna go this liar harm while his crying moms watch
[05:20.74]Last seen in Brooklyn, they found in a Bronx lot
[05:23.73]Rifles on the roof, yeah we got him by a long shot
[05:26.74]We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
[05:29.85]And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
[05:32.80]I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying bomb rock
[05:35.79]'Round here that's better than buying Viacom stock
[05:38.75]Look, you can't hold nothing, but I got a shell to give
[05:41.77]I'll make his relative show me where the fella live
[05:44.83]Ain't that his baby sis', get up in this Mayby' miss
[05:47.84]Before I pull this curb and start swerving like Baby sis
[05:50.74]If he heard yet, bet that get the word buzzing
[05:53.73]You send a message when you kill a nigga third cousin
[05:56.75]Niece, nephew, they gonna need Tef' too
[05:59.78]This'll a go in and out they chest like a breath do
[06:02.78]You Clay Aiken-soft
[06:04.32]You playing games until this red light's on ya
[06:07.14]It's like the Playstation's off
[06:08.92]Smith & Wesson work, Luger nine labor
[06:11.65]Professional shit like they did Leon's neighbors.
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[06:14.84]This is family nigga, do not cross the brothers
[06:18.07]I'll put you in the box, one hand across the other
[06:20.75]A small price to pay, son, it might cost your mother
[06:23.77]One of your grandparents, even your baby brother
[06:26.80]Cause everybody knows, everybody goes
[06:29.79]I want them in coffins, everybody's closed
[06:32.55]Related by the streets, this is family beef
[06:35.33]So better not touch a branch on this family tree
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