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Albee Al, Jadakiss, Freeway - Hood Olympics Remix (feat. Benny The Butcher) (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Albee Al
Albee Al
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jadakiss
Jadakiss
Songwriter
Freeway
Freeway
Songwriter
Albert Robinson
Albert Robinson
Songwriter
Dave East
Dave East
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil'Z
Lil'Z
Mastering Engineer
LilzHp
LilzHp
Recording Engineer
Buckroll
Buckroll
Producer
Gene Banks
Gene Banks
Mixing Engineer
NDA
NDA
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Gladiator, see, see, like
I ain't the **** that was lookin' out the window, you feel me?
Watch this shit happen, I was making shit happen
Tryna get the homies home, swinging for the fences
Used to make a thousand dollars sitting on the benches
Coulda hopped going for it like it's four for inches
We was talking 'bout bodies, put me in the Olympics
Put me in the-
Million dollar **** parked in the trenches
Man I was all in her mouth, I coulda been a dentist
Yeah, I keep that shit on me, I won't be a victim
You like a red nose, I'ma tell 'em, "Sink 'em"
Look, I ain't got oppas, I just got haters
Never tell a cop nothin', never give 'em data
When you a real motherfucker, you don't count favors
Compact 45 with the green laser
Mask on in the streets, fightin' like I'm Vega
Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker
Last opp I caught lackin', he in the sky walkin'
Got a sixth sense, sometimes I hear the sky talkin'
I hate a hoe, I hate a bitter ****
Had D watch yo kid like a sitter ****
See, I'm the type to hop out and go and get a ****
I never seen a casket that can't fit a ****
They like, "Po, you still on that? Like, why you ain't change a lot?"
Damn money ain't shit like
Aiit listen, I had twenty thousand on me down on me, boy
Pain ain't hell yet, we gon' go
Just tryna get the homies home, swingin' for the fences (home run)
Used to make a thousand dollars sitting on the benches
Coulda hopped going for it like it's four for inches
We was talking 'bout bodies, put me in the Olympics
Put me in the-
Million dollar **** parked in the trenches
Man I was all in her mouth, I coulda been a dentist
Yeah, I keep that shit on me, I won't be a victim
You like a red nose, I'ma tell 'em, "Sink 'em"
Newie want a 100, I felt his energy
If you a rat, it's impossible to be a friend of me
When it's all said and done, they gon' remember me
The gladiator known for bringin' pain to enemies
Got a real bitch, she solid than a lot of ****
So I Gucci, Louis, Fendi, even Prada with her
No problems facing on her own, she know I got it with her
Fuck her good, she call me daddy like a father figure
LG shit, yeah, who askin' for 'em
Those my brothers, ain't no question if I'm blastin' for 'em
Broad daylight and shit, I'm crashin' for 'em
MG tryna shoot, he like Bumbass in chrome
Tryna get the homies home, swingin' for the fences
Used to make a thousand dollars sitting on the benches
Coulda hopped going for it like it's four for inches
We was talking 'bout bodies, put me in the Olympics
Put me in the-
Million dollar **** parked in the trenches
Man I was all in her mouth, I coulda been a dentist
Yeah, I keep that shit on me, I won't be a victim
You like a red nose, I'ma tell 'em, "Sink 'em"
Written by: Albert Robinson, Dave East, Freeway, Jadakiss, Kristof Lilienthal, Ruben Domingo Colon

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