Disturbing Tha Peace posted Lyrics

[Shawnna talking]
Posted... aah... mo'fucca...
Posted... ah-ah... mo'fucca...
Posted... haah... mo'fucca...
Posted... c'mon... yo...

[Verse 1]
I ain't dat b____ dat'll be in the club
With n____z actin' like itz sweet in the club
I'll bust a mo'fucca meat in the club
And b____ez steppin' on my feet in the club
Tryina see who they can freak in the club
A mo'fucca wanna speak in the club
Like a mo'fucca really know me in the club
Got my fitted on, chiefin' on leaf in the club
Look around, gotta see who want pee in the club
See them lame n____z sippin' Don P in the club
When you smellin' 'gnac, matterfact, we in the club
White tee's and them Air Force, deep in the club
Throwin' up a sign, n____ wha, street in the club
Make yo head nod cuz my joint beat in the club
For them n____z that'd spend they whole week in the club
And the b____ez dat be drunk and wanna beef in the club
And them hataz that'll see they blood leak in the club
You can't breathe in the club
It's called...

[Chorus]
Posted...
Post in the back, post in the front
Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt
Post in the window, blowin' tha indo
Post with my kinfolk
Post in the cut
Post in the back, post in the front
Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt
Post in the window, blowin' tha indo
Post with my kinfolk
Post in the cut

[Verse 2]
Yo... this n____ said this sound like some ole' N.O.R.E. s___
Yea, I'm f___in' wit that N.O.R.E. s___
I'll be dat b____ in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ???
E'rry n____ finna swore they here
We on the block and I'm *Grindin'* Jack
With a 50-pack and some 20's
Helicopters on dem hot Bentley's
Ain't got no time for these b____ez cuz it's over now
You ain't leavin' out in stitchez cuz I'm sober now
Hittin' Hot 97 with a hundred thou'
Bring yo main b____ up in it, I'ma run her style
Yea I'm c___y, thinkin' I plan, well b____ watch me
Post in the game, my n____z on bricks got me
Put it on my kids, I did it for years, mami
Send it to my nig'z who doin' they biz, papi
Mo'fucca betta recognize some s___
Cuz god d___, Def Jam shouldn'ta signed a b____
That's why I'm....

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[Verse 3]
When I'm posted in the hood, I'ma bang my s___
Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz
This fo' ????
All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem Kedz
It's called posted, n____ betta act like you know the gutter
Posted, n____z see the Ac and the peanut b___er
Posted, hoody with the black bandanna under
Posted, lookin' through the back for the undercover
Posted, even when I'm flippin' the spots
See the cops on the next block, checkin' my watch
Coupla shortiez in the parkin' lot, holdin' them rocks
It's a hood thang n____, gettin' blown to drop
We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it
n____, post up, show them mo'fuccaz the bizness
I'ma post with my n____z sippin' Remy and Guiness
All my real mo'fuccaz in the game gone feel this
It's called...

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