Posted... aah... mo'fucca... Posted... ah-ah... mo'fucca... Posted... haah... mo'fucca... Posted... c'mon... yo...[Verse 1] I ain't dat ****** dat'll be in the club With ******z actin' like itz sweet in the club I'll bust a mo'fucca meat in the club And ******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 ******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, ****** wha, street in the club Make yo head nod 'cause my joint beat in the club For them ******z that'd spend they whole week in the club And the ******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 ****** said this sound like some ole' N.O.R.E. ******t Yea, I'm ******' wit that N.O.R.E. ******t I'll be dat ****** in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ??? E'rry ****** finna swore they here We on the block and I'm *Grindin'* JackWith a 50-pack and some 20's Helicopters on dem hot Bentley'sAin't got no time for these ******ez 'cause it's over now You ain't leavin' out in stitchez 'cause I'm sober now Hittin' Hot 97 with a hundred thou' Bring yo main ****** up in it, I'ma run her style Yea I'm ****y, thinkin' I plan, well ****** watch me Post in the game, my ******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 ******t'cause god damn, Def Jam shouldn'ta signed a ****** That's why I'm....Repeat Chorus[Verse 3] When I'm posted in the hood, I'ma bang my ******t Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz This fo' ???? All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem KedzIt's called posted, ****** betta act like you know the gutter Posted, ******z see the Ac and the peanut butter 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 ******, gettin' blown to drop We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it ******, post up, show them mo'fuccaz the bizness I'ma post with my ******z sippin' Remy and Guiness All my real mo'fuccaz in the game gone feel this It's called... Repeat Chorus 2 X
Posted... aah... mo'fucca... Posted... ah-ah... mo'fucca... Posted... haah... mo'fucca... Posted... c'mon... yo...[Verse 1] I ain't dat ****** dat'll be in the club With ******z actin' like itz sweet in the club I'll bust a mo'fucca meat in the club And ******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 ******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, ****** wha, street in the club Make yo head nod 'cause my joint beat in the club For them ******z that'd spend they whole week in the club And the ******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 ****** said this sound like some ole' N.O.R.E. ******t Yea, I'm ******' wit that N.O.R.E. ******t I'll be dat ****** in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ??? E'rry ****** finna swore they here We on the block and I'm *Grindin'* JackWith a 50-pack and some 20's Helicopters on dem hot Bentley'sAin't got no time for these ******ez 'cause it's over now You ain't leavin' out in stitchez 'cause I'm sober now Hittin' Hot 97 with a hundred thou' Bring yo main ****** up in it, I'ma run her style Yea I'm ****y, thinkin' I plan, well ****** watch me Post in the game, my ******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 ******t'cause god damn, Def Jam shouldn'ta signed a ****** That's why I'm....Repeat Chorus[Verse 3] When I'm posted in the hood, I'ma bang my ******t Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz This fo' ???? All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem KedzIt's called posted, ****** betta act like you know the gutter Posted, ******z see the Ac and the peanut butter 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 ******, gettin' blown to drop We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it ******, post up, show them mo'fuccaz the bizness I'ma post with my ******z sippin' Remy and Guiness All my real mo'fuccaz in the game gone feel this It's called... Repeat Chorus 2 X
