(Bizzy) Little Layzie made the up And Wish said I bust Til he was witness to my sickness, started em off What? When I was a baby, pops callin' me bitch, hurtin' my Gimme the reason to your breathin' And I will leave him eatin' I ain't even the bomb In the i'm at Juvi, til I in Cleveland, sinnin' and shootin' 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 Eazy me queasy Maybe no and bad health You see, my left me no wealth, put it in my loins And plus, my groins stay And only count on Damn, who would've thanks, swing I'm slick And even though I'ma stick all of my shit, you better back off em, Remember crack them broads with Deuce Deuce missin' over some dick I'm still on my mission
(Chorus) You be careful where you go You be careful what you do You be careful who you use You be careful who you choose
(Bizzy) See, in the trenches with my Respecting the given on the commison While my pops is all up in prison, I miss him With no child hood tales, I was a at twelve Hell, I my children all is well Oh yeah, a key for payments See my baby's need it Lay Lay I see shady, huh must be crazy I love my but no way will she play me for pay, baby And i'm down for mine, give up my money, Nigga, can't fade me make it clear hustlin' year to year Why don't you lend in need cause is out here strugglin' back the tears, but it ain't nothin' Somethin', somethin', but enough to up the functions One of my that I buck with, oh
(Chorus: 2X) You gotta be where you go You be careful what you do You gotta be who you use You gotta be careful who you
(Bizzy) You know what I tell her with attitude, do what you gotta do Go who you wanna fuck Smoke whoever you want to Wait a when it might haunt you And while every in jail found the Lord Cause it's time to visit the parole I strapped down, hold the gat down, hit the floor I'm comin' up outta this motherfucker through the Niggas when the money's abundant But then start when it ain't no fun And when the war gets close, and niggas get Tellin' me to think my kids Big bitch, to God, they ain't punk You can turn a ho a house wife Or fake niggas real niggas everyone wanna be in the limelight Or they be the niggas to kill on the frontline to the message, cause other motherfuckers have you like prison ain't tryin to go to Heaven Might as pull out your weapon and blast yourself I had a vision of a division I'm on a mission traveling the to all the little children, the adults is fake And don't listen, watch back A had a premonition
(Chorus) (repeat fade) You be careful where you go You be careful what you do You gotta be who you use You gotta be careful who you