For The N. O. Lyrics - Singles - Fiend

Hear that? 

Sucker got ice cubes in a cup nigga! 

It's like I'm coolin my drink off nigga! 

And this my watch boy! 

Like I'm coolin my drink off! 

We all paid over here nigga! 

Yeah! Yeah boy! Yeah! 

C'mon, c'mon 

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[Verse 1] 

I get up early and grab my stash-uh 

First on the set to bust my ass-uh 

Gotta feed my people gotta pay the bills 

Even deep down I know crack kills-uh 

Could you blame me totin this heat-uh 

Things sweet, but I want shit sweet-uh 

I'm the Fiend around here, I got a provider 

I hear slangin this hard white powder 

Shit live, but I want shit liver 

Maybe cause I'm a 17th survivor 

Hurtin people, I'm a well known dodger 

That's why I sing my hustle chant so loud-uh 

Chorus: 

Lemme hear ya say, hey, hey, hey hey gotta slang my rocks today 

C'mon I said, hey hey heeey hey gotta slang my rocks today 

Hey, hey, hey hey gotta slang my rocks today 

Hey hey heeey hey gotta slang my rocks today 

Only in New Orleans, nigga, No Limit! 

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[Verse 2] 

Hustlin never stops until you finish 

How we're livin over here at No Limit 

Got what you want from rap, the good D-uh 

You get the pounds from (.?.) 

Right now tell me what you need from me-uh 

Cause I got big boulders 2 for 3-uh 

Inspired from Master P's Ghetto D-uh 

Where I learned ain't shit comin for free-uh 

The beat came from my nigga KLC-uh 

And I'm capital F-I-E-N-D-uh 

Out hustlin tryin to make a couple a dollars 

And bout weed and money can't holla 

I out here for the paper and power 

Gettin off this shit at all times and hours 

Cause the way I put it, is I serve enough dubs 

My shit gon' be the coldest in the club, nah 

Chorus