Digital Scale lyrics

by

Kidd Kidd


[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
We got eightballs, sevens, fourteens, and Oz's
Sixty-two eights of that raw, imported keys
Half of chicken whole chicken
n*ggas got to cop 'n' go, yo
I said you n*ggas got to cop 'n' go
This is like fast food, n*gga
May I take your order?
I require nothin' cookin' but bakin' soda 'n' water - ice, cold
That's crack inside that Pyrex
We get the work, then move the work
The pressure we apply next
Every now and then, a n*gga set-trip
I8 BMW; I'm electric
Keep that hammer around me in case sh*t get hectic
sh*t pop off when I'm rhymin', I protect it
f*ck around
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Hand me that plastic bag right there, Yayo
Baggin' up half a brick
My lawyer sittin' on the couch
He said it's cool, Buck; I swear I won't open my mouth
(I weigh a bag on the triple-beam scale)
I'm all kushed out, coke under my (fingernail)
My uncle been playin' with that powder, and I can tell
You know that crack smell, and he lookin' all frail
My sister need bail; she just caught the weed sell
Now the Feds on her trail
I just got the email
sh*t crazy, but I'm still cookin' up babies
Hookin' up my n*ggas daily with this dope
Get out and get some, n*gga
Can't pay me if you broke, no
Let a n*gga hang himself - just give him enough rope
I get it fresh out the boat
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Numbers don't lie; scales don't either
Every time you out, fiends wanna reach ya
Out with some b*tches, fiends wanna call
In the club with my n*ggas, fiends wanna call
When I'm waitin' on them, man they never call
The life of a hustler in a nutshell
G-5 eatin' snakes, soup and raw fish
Snakes see the Ray Phantom off of raw fish
My main b*tch is like Bonnie Parker
My side b*tch is like Clyde Barrow
They start to shoot you up sh*t's creek without a paddle

[Verse 4: Kidd Kidd]
They roll up and smoke you like Kumar and Harold
Catch 'em in the whip like Caine cousin, Harold
My n*gga flippin' on his P.O. cause he can't travel
You owe me, I take your child for collateral
Gun wave, hello
Shots echo
Won't save money - switch to Gekko
You known from the get-go
I ain't 'bout to let nobody play with my green
When they coward belly yellow
Polka-dot carbine on your chest, screamin' "hold on"
Hold on
You see my face and let go
I'm from the N.O.; better check the death toll
You was playin' Casanova
Cookin' b*tches casserole
I was on the ave with O's, me and red taggin' toes
On the Greyhound bus
Pounds in my baggy clothes
Huh
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read
I put my coke on a digital scale
I put my weed on a digital scale
I put my dope on a digital scale
It's time to re-up what my scale read
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