Jay! Fuck that, is it right here baby! You know it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck, now you see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with a or a bad duck Double-R T with the matchin' 38-snub blue steel with no
And I see y'all tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss 'Cause I walk around with whole advance on my wrist Phonin' your women, drunk off and lemon And you know I'm writin' the mean, lightin' the green
I need to boogie, though I look, right in the beam Judge find out it's my team, he boost bails Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost sales We put our pies on the table and our eyes on a
'Cause rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you They call me Raspy, you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me, you don't, want me to blow I got a lot of horsepower so I'm to skip
Usually a good nigga, though I'm able to flip You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, a 100 for The L.O.X. And if we cool, then I write a hook for a Whatever's in the is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet And you can bet he'll get the and the neck
Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, niggaz to the fish like Swanson New York's Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads Sheik Luc', type of gasoline y'all beds And that's warnin', if you all alive in the mornin', that's Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your I got niggaz my age that lifestyle ain't changed It's like up, move a brick, half of it slow Make car money, check with Sheik, go with a hoe
I rock a waist length mink, do-rag under my And I don't even want waves, Timbs be new Sheik in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes And for my life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I put thirty in your head, all in the hole 'Cause we got the same goal, and you try an' with mine? Don't make me leave you with some shit in your spine Fuck me you be a was nigga, nigga was dope Nigga was gettin' money I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?
Aiyyo, catch me a thirty-eight, box and shells In a Lincoln eatin' pasta shells Order to go, got a box of L's Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and
I'm Pinero, so I a snake, rat, or a pig I pop shit 'cause I'm the best, the first was B.I.G. Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your 'Cause I to play chess and I swing the revolver
If I like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin' You hold your if you holdin' a brick sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
L.O.X. get respect Sonny from 'Bronx Tale' Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die? I tell all my ride, you won't leave with a dime, motherfucker
I'm a monster, I sleep winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will numbers Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, among us Tryin' not to let this become us
It started from hunger, till it all went Now notice the chains now that I hit my number The chickens I twisted see the unlisted The beeper done changed, you dead bitch, the Reaper came
I suggest niggaz stop my name 'Cause trust me, y'all can still the heat in the rain I creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep poppin' Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is
Jay flow for pesos, hoes not I just circle the block in a drop Tell them through the top Where the sun roof used to be, I could see y'all not to me
Nigga like none other, I'm the meanest Don Dada, the gun butcher You the type that a lot of shots and none touch ya I'm the type that get excited, when the gun ya motherfuckers niggaz 'bout to witness a dynasty like no other
I'm headed fast run in the place, gat in my waist Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't to my face So what that You cats is playin' games again So now I do? Start namin' names again, what?
All you motherfuckers know, that I speak the heart Play you don't know, L.O.X. is gon' bark We can take it there, but to make it fair, get more niggaz Styles, Sheik, Jay, we with like four niggaz, aight
Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin', it'll be the ones you forgotten get you shot in your mouth, got my dogs covered Plus all gravy like chicken when it's smothered, what? 'It's Dark,' and I love it, get him boy, let him loose, You it with the dog? Get a gun, let him shoot, c'mon