Lost Boyz

>Freaky Tah
Verses Mr. Cheeks
Intro:
[Freaky Tah]
Everybody's buckin don't give it a damn
Everbody...everbody(echo)
Verse 1
[Mr.Cheeks]
Straight from cop killer Queens
A juvenile named Jack >Jack
At the age of 17 >uh huh
Yo this kid Jack started slingin crack >started slingin crack
He's on the road to riches >riches
Baggin bitches >bitches
He's in clubs takin pitchers
Drink your finger always into sess
His lifestyles buckwild honey child >yeah
Got a shorty named Val >Val
She stays on the Isle >ahhh
He started slingin at the age of 17 >uhh huh
His hearts made of steel >eh yo
Kid his minds full of green >full of green
He got his first ounce
Made a grand 400 >hundred
3 bills to get fresh
He other bills to get blunted >to be blunted
And wit the letter G >G
He bought the letter O >O
Next thing you know man
He's rakin in the dough >rakin in the dough
He put his people down
Cuz say thats only right >aight
For dem to get keys
Dem and dem is mad tight >is mad tight
Set-up organation organize on the block>organize...block
Nobody's slingin on the block
Eh yo we got this block on lock
And it's the.... >huh
Chorus
Lifestyles of the rich & shameless >shameless
Some die wit the name >wit the name
Some die nameless >some die nameless
It's all the same game >It's on
It's all the same pain >It's on
It's all the same pain >It's On
It's all the same game >It's On
Verse 2
The verse 2's
About this girl named Yvette >Vette
She lived out in Queens
Pushed the red Corvette >Corvette
She's pumpin weight >uh huh
In and outta state >in and outta state
Outta state license plate >eh yo
See her lifestyle is straight weight >hah
She's into lickin shots >yeah
Stickin blocks gotta shorty on the team>uhh huh
Shortie's into pickin locks
Makin G's takin trips cross seas >seas
Just enough to be flashin
Cash they be stashin >hah
She's wit the cats >huh huh
They love packin gats >huh
Bulletproof vest bulletproof baseball hats
Her and the queens stay right gettin high too
Lex, Coups and Jeeps >ahh
Got beeps can & lai brew >brew
It's all the same shame >huh
Just a diffrent name >huh
Shorty's sniffin cane >huh
Just to maintain >huh
To a nice shorty rock O-D'd >shorty what who O-D's
Bring me the chorus >shoulda chilled
Pass me the weed >I would pass the weed
Chorus
Verse 3
I used to hustle up on Linden in the van
Me and my man did that thing hand in hand
20 bills up>huhhuh
But verse itt
Time to rap but the fiends kept commin back
Im tryin to put my lifestyle in order >aight
The games mad deep
I keep my feet above the water >above the water
Caught a bid got a wife and kid >huh
The name just burned in the flame >huh
So out the game I slid >slid
So now Im into makin hits wit my men >huh
I hustle wit my style >huh
Cook up works wit my pen >true
Mr. Cheeks represent in the gutter >gutter
Freaky Tah gettin lai thats my brudda >thats my brudda
In the game >huh
And hit you in the brain >huh
And if I was cocaine >huh
Believe it Im your main >huh
Tally up it's the Lost Boyz crew an
Freaky Tah, Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou an..
Chorus/Outr