(Bizzy) Little made the plan up And Wish I wouldn't bust Til he was to my sickness, started pickin' em off What? When I was a baby, callin' me bitch, hurtin' my moms the reason to stop your breathin' And I leave him eatin' lesions I ain't even drop the In the i'm at Juvi, til I escaped in Cleveland, sinnin' and Uzis You won't punk me, a don't front me No crack, put it up and And get with the Bone mash In the winter walkin', weezy by myself And dreams of hookin' with made me queasy Maybe no food and bad You see, my left me no wealth, put it in my loins And plus, my groins poised And count on yourself Damn, who would've found thanks, swing I'm And though I'ma stick all of my shit, you better back off em, bitch Remember crack them broads blastin' with Deuce isn't missin' over some I'm still laughin' on my
(Chorus) You gotta be careful you go You be careful what you do You be careful who you use You gotta be careful who you
(Bizzy) See, in the trenches with my Respecting the blessings given on the While my pops is all locked up in prison, I him With no child tales, I was a daddy at twelve Hell, I my children all is well Oh yeah, sell a key for See my baby's need it Lay Lay I see shady, huh Niggas be crazy I love my lady but no way will she me for pay, baby And i'm for mine, give up my money, money Nigga, they can't fade me it clear hustlin' year to year Why don't you lend in need cause niggas is out strugglin' Holdin' back the tears, but it nothin' Somethin', somethin', but to blow up the functions One of my homies I buck with, oh
(Chorus: 2X) You gotta be where you go You gotta be careful you do You gotta be who you use You gotta be who you choose
(Bizzy) You know what I her with hella attitude, do what you gotta do Go who you wanna fuck with whoever you want to Wait a minute when it haunt you And while every nigga in jail found the Cause time to visit the parole board I stay strapped down, hold the gat down, hit the I'm comin' up outta motherfucker through the door Niggas come the money's abundant But start runnin' when it ain't no fun And the war gets close, and niggas get gun-sick Tellin' me to about my kids Big bitch, swear to God, ain't punk You can a ho into a house wife Or fake niggas into niggas Where everyone be in the limelight Or they wanna be the niggas to on the frontline to the message, cause other have you thinkin like prison They tryin to go to Heaven as well pull out your weapon and blast yourself I had a vision of a division I'm on a traveling the world Talk to all the little children, the adults is And don't listen, watch your A nigga had a
(Chorus) (repeat fade) You be careful where you go You gotta be careful you do You gotta be who you use You gotta be who you choose