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It's Hell Field Mob Stay up Hold ya head up It's hell in the streets boy Hold your head young nigga, cause it's hell (Kalage) I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of butterflies Somebody help me, cause my life is in At The Park (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob [Hook - Chevy P aka Smoke] Rollin slow on molten 30's gold over my pearlies See a lady I get flirty this is how we do it in the dirty At the paaarrrrk Sunday at the paaarrrrk [Verse 1 - Shawn Jay] Now Haters Field Mob hatin cause my 20's be..choppin! choppin! hatin cause these hoes be..jockin! jockin! try me and my glock'll be..cockin! poppin! (Kalage) Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee?? Georgia (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin on my mind but... Georgia (With Field Mob) Field Mob Georgia, Georgia Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in...Georgia All the time, It ain't Nothin on my mind but...Georgia We ain't playin witcha We on the grind in...Georgia All the time, It ain't K.A.N. (Kuntry Ass Niggahs) Field Mob field mob, i'm shawn J and him, thats boondoc i represent the south, and thats the way i'm a keep it if u got game then peep it, its the southern way i wouldn't have it no other way, so mutha fuck what It's Over (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob Yeh yeh you know it [3x] [Singing] F.B.I. Hey man F.B.I. Cut Loose Field Mob My shorty done cut me loose, and left me in the wind Got a new man wit a Ph.D. and cheese, but he pees in depends He's 60, she's in her 20's, she said I be hard in her, overworking her And when I hit from Pistol Grip (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob In case I gotta blast one The only time I'm leakin out my head is when I'm sweatin You ain't gon have me layin dead in my Chevy I worked hard for my rings shades and bracelet He left dead came to take it Betty Rocker Field Mob you've got to cook it up in tha pot bakin soda make hot chop it up then put it on the block cook it up let it sit then it stop chop it up bag it up put it on the counter (repeat) verse 1 i'm a roach in Eat `Em Up, Beat `Em Up (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob from the front But you love it from the back I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides [Verse 2 - Chevy P] She say she like it when I kiss on her neck and sick of being lonely (remix) field mob you I need ya And tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions Oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming in tails Heads on a science apart Nobody said it Hit It For Free Field Mob Smilin' (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Ludacris) Field Mob get mad You be smilin when I'm frownin You be frownin when I'm smilin You be happy when I'm sad But when I'm glad you get mad Yeaaaahhhh [Shawn Jay] I was young 16 put the city on my back Said I'll do it Don`t Want No Problems Field Mob took a jab at me Then one push from the back of me Tryin' to tackle me and wrestle me Couldn't get me down, so they hit me in the back of the head Had me badly bleeding I gotta glass in me, but it Nothing 2 Lose Field Mob catch ya, I'ma give ya more lashes than mascara If its pride or die, im choosin respect I saw my daddy hung dead, wit a noose on his neck My niece got raped pregnant, wont tell she scared Master done it Blacker The Berry (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob sweat coffee And peepee sweet tea and spit oil Say when ashy I lotion down in Armor All Made me feel like a loser really lame Because of my complexion nobody would include me in games Not even tag never "it Friday Night (Album Version) Field Mob (verse 1) I wanna Drink get drunk smoke choke on get lit 6K in my ring rose gold on my wrist we fina take you pocket full of paper homie outfit old school shirt got a gator on it my air forces whitier Where R U Going? Field Mob Ah..ah two times Comin up, and I feel you and I done it up together Crushed a qt time And tha fun is up Sun down, and the sun is up Late at night night and day, you was up under me Or I was up under ya ConverHation (Skit) Field Mob It ain't no converhation bitch no dimistration get the fuck up out my face before i spray yo ass in yo face bitch you fuckin wit a grown man bitch you know what i can't stand a bitch like you tryin to 1,2,3 (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob Trees chiefin purple daily Weeds (no seeds) call it (Virgin Mary) Chevy they say we broke up ( [Chevy:] Oh yeah) But we do shows and (split ends) like (blow dried hair) Hold up... So What (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Ciara) Field Mob the club And they say he think he's slick He got a lot of chips He's so messed up, I heard He's been locked up, find somebody else He ain't nothing but a thug So what So what So what So what [Verse 1: Field Georgia (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Jamie Foxx) Ludacris, Field Mob Georgia, Georgia Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in...Georgia All the time, It ain't Nothin on my mind but...Georgia We ain't playin witcha We on the grind in...Georgia All the time, It ain't Nothin on Baby Bend Over (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob I'm Polow Da Don And these my boys they Field Mob let's go [Hook - Shawn Jay] I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby Sick Of Being Lonely (Dirty South Mix) Field Mob Chorus x2 I'm so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Interlude sung Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah Area Code 229 (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob Don't get it fucked up nigga FBI Field Boys Incorporated we started this shit... Fleetwooood! I Hate You (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob phone like she stay in my crib worryin' about who's callin like she payin my bills complain complainen every day and I feel you gon' have to be happy with callin' me baby daddy no mo' ridin and kickin' it My Wheels (Album Version (Explicit)) Field Mob Cause see I love (Chevys) the way they (like a rock) I heard that Kanye West sayin Jesus Walks But if He see what I ride He'll have a reason to drive (Stevie Wonder) flow (can't see me) but you feelin it Hell Child Lynch Mob There ain't no tale to the story 'cause it's all been done before A finger that leads you The fate that sees you And who's to blame for it all, yeah Flying high on cloud nine Take me to your star Won't Bitter Broads (Interlude) Field Mob