This Is Family-Fabolous/Freck Billionaire/Joe Budden/Paul Cain/Ransom/Red Café

[00:01.04]Fabolous feat. V.A. - This Is Family [00:02.04] [00:02.54]Where the ****'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 [01:01.78] [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 nigga got rich like Federline [01:20.80]**** 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]This shit good price, plus it smoke special [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 [02:01.76] [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 [03:01.50] [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+ [04:01.29] [04:01.79]I guess it's left to me, the popcorn slinger, to pop off bitch [04:05.33]Callouses on my pop finger, pop off bitch [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]This Is Family - Fabolous, Freck Billionaire, Joe Budden, Paul Cain, Ransom, Red Café - From Nothin' To Somethin' - Blood work, nobody leaving this shit breathing [04:32.84]Mother****ers 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 [05:01.91] [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's 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]This Is Family: Fabolous, Freck Billionaire, Joe Budden, Paul Cain, Ransom, Red Café - Professional shit like they did Leon's neighbors. [06:13.84] [06:14.84]This Is Family: Fabolous, Freck Billionaire, Joe Budden, Paul Cain, Ransom, Red Café - This is family shit, 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 [06:38.53]