I think it's time I start bitchy I've been too nice, too long Yeah, it's definitely I get nasty (Goin' be shit)
Yeah, yo, well if I talk less squall finish streets like the westerns Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at faces First y'all industry niggas shut the up Swear you a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your I stop the presses, don't let this be your interview you do I say it straight, print it straight to this bullet wound boo And niggas kill me with that Windy Williams shit see a player ?, swear a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money Something ain't right, niggas ain't got no whips Where they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got chips Shit doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch Now let me see what else, oh yeah these hoes act like we We engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you backstage Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why don't you it at that Instead you try to sixty-nine my bitches on jacks That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes ain't gon' learn That's why many of these younger brothers go on that turn As for y'all MC's, whoever write your as well hold your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own But we spit as writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your balls Bought like sixteen cars and like none of them yours y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the up
Shut the up (Hot damn) (Going be shit)
Yo, yo, yo, hey yo I pump up, get big through the party jig Hat back, that's straight to the bar, kid No weed, healthy as an ox the big man Lox You see in some spots, no crew just blocks The freaky one, mom said I was soon to be Because I sexed more, and my yet to begun But I can't help that, you bless me with they and pops with the yanks So now the dimes gimme brain, and spot me in his hand Sheek baby, my style been until Puff showed me the better things in life And how to live phat like Biggie, so I present my like that Half rough half jiggy, this part time college nigga, time job Had to taste the one time and decided to rob, and buy drugs Caught slipping almost got Sheek plugged, Daniel, dog Shorty rushed the building with the out, he spit around I'm like, whoa! I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I know, word yo And since neither religious or christian, but I keep the faith in Him Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now better ? wha
Yo, hey yo, my whole click been ConAir, every time we fly but we don't jack We play it cool when in doubt no cash, plastic, gats Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I walk the scanners it don't beep I hear fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they to Bad Boy Puff them anyway, but the difference is if I'm gettin jerked I'm still Seeing Push the big boy toys that fly by zooms So I sit and ? like a bitch, Lox in Up in daddios fucking wild hoes, the chicas So y'all, we paid y'all ?, we train hard continuously, cause we I rock you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and won't til one of us With one the heart, but even then that won't stop us Cause or spirit gon' guide us, till we rich and old, worn down from In the hall of fame, we killed this game in your website like Old and gray we're the same Lox you can't divide us, wha