Joell Ortiz - Crack Spot lyrics

Ayy, do me a solid, my nigga
Look up under the sink and
Grab me that brown bucket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it
Good looking, my nigga, ayy
Pull that shade down (Gnyus)

Water (Water) , jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire) , pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice) , fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!

Don't tell me that it's mad hot (Word)
Baby boy, you on the grind, find a backblock
Cop a hoopty, go see Louie for a stash box
(yeah) i'm posted up until they come
And get this last rock (Uh, huh)
I toast it up wit' my niggas
On the strip wit' me pour some out for my
Good niggas that's history
Man, I don't check the mail
Without that fifth wit' me
It's sixteen in that thing and it spit fully!
We out here runnin' from the man
Duckin' all them vans
Takin' care of all the homies
Stuck up in the can
Sittin' in somebody kitchen cuttin'
Up these grams if you ain't never seen it
Boy you wouldn't understand (Woo)
Safe in that stash house
Tuckin' all them bands (yeah)
Hoodrats watchin' but we pluckin'
On they hens (Haha)
Money over hoes, nigga, G's up
Lawyer money, pocket money, and that re-up

Water (Water) , jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire) , pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice) , fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth
To get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished
With that last rock

Ain't a damn thing change
I'm out here gettin' change (yeah)
It's a part of the game, boy
I'm out here in the rain
The hood know my name, boy, and my shit ring
Since I don't play no games, boy
I let that shit ring
There's rules to this shit
A step-by-step booklet
To get your game on track
Not your wig pushed back
Yeah, I make that coke leave
Then make that shit come back
I'm Fat Joe on that stove, gotta get, cook
Crack!
I'm tryna get it, let some fiends hit it
Let 'em lean wit' it
Make sure they Bean wit' it
If they become a Rocket
Then we Hakeem wit' it
Post up e'rywhere and let that Dream wit' it
Hurricane Sandy, I flood the scene wit' it
Yo' white girl dirty, my baby clean wit' it
Environmentalists, look I'm gettin
Green wit' it
And it's never over when everythings finished

Water (Water) , jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire) , pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice) , fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth
To get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished
With that last rock

I see you gettin' paper
See you out here trappin'
But, if you ain't on my team
Anything can happen
I ain't out here rappin' to be rappin'
I'm rappin' cause this is the
New way of trappin'
Baby boy, I get it crackin'
Get ya head busted, get ya face smacked in
Ya boy so hood, my old lady packin'
Anyway, back to that trap, I ain't slackin'
Just got a new package and
Broke it into fractions!
Got the block jumpin', Blake Griffen action
You got 'em like CP3, they all passin'
You ain't got that fire
You sellin' wet matches
I don't sell duds, e'rybody blasted
Don't hate me homie, don't hate the game
Hate yo' connect homie
He gave you the 'caine
Or maybe it's yo' wack whip
Game that's to blame
Or maybe it's just me motherfucker
I do my thaaang!

Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth
To get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished
With that last rock