What you Roca (Uh huh) (Uh huh) B.I.G. (Right on) QB (That show nuff on) Fuck niggas do man (Nothing)
See a Leo (Huh) I'm for the (Right) Sometimes we gotta get on this motherfuckers y'know how we do it (Yeah) Feel me
Yo yo Stay away from 38 tech and shotty I wanna swift, but don't blow like John Gotty I'm something to watch, the paparazzi Hard to copy, shock waves can't me Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to me It's on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight Just might be, politely, leave man to ache The guns are You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to Kick It Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip Watch the stroll, Ace A soldier that was born to I God and you know I got soul To sell around the globe and more than tower Dime just rewind, it was hard to her Found out my niggas got right her
Y'all niggas got dick bricks, to grab the fifth But I done did that, the clique round six-four times, fellas and shit Make mils off the that we tellin' and shit 'Til I said to myself, "My is betta than this" I party, live it up, pop Don and Cris In a lake with a waterproof on my Been a professional, now I'm to mix
We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya Run up in crisp, tie up your wife and kids Send my man out, G, off a ten-year bid We live this real street And word to B.I.G. (Uh)
I'm the to analyze ya (What) Move swift Kaiser (Uh) My appearance ya (Yeah) 5'4", my .45 is live (Uh, uh) Don't ya get live? Never judge man by size (Uh, yo)
I'ma do my thang, do my thang Do I do my thang, do my thang Watch me do my thang, do my thang For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my Do I do my thang, do my thang Watch me do my thang, do my thang For my niggaz,
Yo, yo, yo, yo This my war I for lick one in the sky for Get back everything that my die for Since his death, many steps and many Niggas owe money, yo, can't pay a penny less Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers BK style, my niggas the Dough About six hard years, eleven ago We was all 'dro, nowhere to go
Now I get dough, get low, let a slug say "Got evidence?" Let the dog go Here's the answer, you with Leo Ganza Nigga's so raw, you gone need a sampler Niggas better be as as me or die like me Or go see the board and frown like me Got niggas takin' pictures pies on me Motherfuckers' all on me
happened to Brook-lawn? Better yet, Niggas even look wrong, get hooked on Picture me making a shook No, I the wars we took on better get gone
Yeah, flow sicker on record Sean, glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace Watch mine, about to niggas very jealous Ice in letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke spit, arms shake, who I'm gone play With the CEO of the Coke on Broadway, Never heard so many from one man I make bitches, it, I make the gun jam
like sniffin' a hundred grams o' Cocaine raw, rip your whole off, uh Make it real to lift your chain off BK style, see Jay how (What) (Uh) We don't play fair, we play Go head, there, we spray crowds Live the 7-1-8 If there was one great I'm him, nigga, times
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