Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1000 Grams, artist - La the Darkman.
Date of issue: 20.08.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
1000 Grams |
Yeah… |
This for all my niggas on the block… |
Knawhatimean, word up… pushing that rock… |
Knawhatimean, try’nna come up and get you a whole block |
You know? |
Nahimsaying, yo |
I’mma state a couple facts, like to hear it, hear it go |
Some people call it coke, some people call it blow |
No matter the name, best believe it make dough |
It’s America’s favorite rich drug, you know? |
A sixteenth weight 1.5, probably pay |
Fifty dollars for it, if you know some guys |
An eightball, 3.5 grams, never pay more |
Than a hundred fifty, for it, young soldier, if you can |
Then you move to a quarter, 7.0 |
Two hundred to two fifty, you can get it, for sho |
Now you on to a half 0, fourteen grams |
You almost paid the rent, with this, my man |
Cost you about 400, maybe 350 |
Might only get 12, if your peeps are shifty |
I used to keep my scale with me, a small handheld |
Nigga, tell me that it’s weighed, I’mma weigh it myself |
After that, come a whole onion, all 28 |
If you cop it for about 650, you straight |
Make sure to scrape the plate, keep the razor straight |
Do it right, bout 15 hundred, you can make |
Then you copped one and a half, that’s a little task |
42 grams, cost eleven hundred cash |
But if you flip it fast, you’ll get four and a half |
250 grams, now you ain’t broke, fam |
Pay 3,000 for that, you’re slightly on the map |
It depends on how much flip, you get back |
But son, if your connect, is real like that |
What ever you buy, he’ll put on top, black |
Now you got a half a brick, nigga, your hustle sick |
But be careful homey, and don’t buy shit |
I know you thinking whip, cuz you seeing them stacks |
But holmes, never show 'em what you got, relax |
First cop a half and an ace, three quarters of a brick |
You getting heavy, have somewhere to stash that shit |
750 grams, boy, you’re doing your thing |
Watch them bitches, load them gats, serve the fiends |
Feed your team, make sure, everybody eating |
Once a week, you and your soldiers, have a meeting |
Making sure nobody cheating, or stealing from the fam |
You can build an empire, off a 1000 grams, my man… |
You knowhatimean, that’s how it’s done, youknowhatimean? |
A ki, you know, that’s how you get that |
Once you get there, it can cost you anything or anywhere |
From 16 to 24… depending on where you at and who you know |
Take it from me, L.A.D., come up, nigga |