Ayo I'm like Malcolm out the with the joint up blood in my eye, a lead to fly Like fuck it, look how niggas duck shit One kid what lookin' up , he the big wig Fake ass cat, low life, sodomize Beatin' niggas, big of bread sellin' mad dimes His feet hurt, he get no work
Yo smack him where his hand hurt, fuck he worth Yo he sucked his thumb, smooth for the kid laced with the big Stain to my Baltimore niggas he on the run Plus he ill in the drums, heartburn for life, man Watch him grab the Tums, a front Pigeon totalist with the fat ass Show hash up the block plus he smashed her Big bub did him somethin' deadly, act
60 strike was the medley Nice like Van Halen, him at the tunnel with his skin peelin' Did two thought he was jailin' You get close, at his hands That's the same kid cut his wrists, talkin' bout the cuffs did it He ran away, frontin' majorly, like Sammy Davis Jr Rounded off with a fade g, he sport the Bob classics Ran down Asics, Kmart, the sleeve shit be the basics He eat hams, shitted on himself twice, big Jews the nigga out in Crown Heights
Yo let me tell you how the go We gettin' rid of all the Tony wants the streets fo sho Too many hustlers, too many We're up who's willin' to fight and teach the Cs Too much TV , guns and Lust and greed and hate, the 4 jealousy
Yo I champunch Mase in his face some bullshit The other night they his brother pokin' it with knives It's rainin' , 85 degrees kinda One of the they thrown in his face it's real ugly Yo we up in Jonesy's posin', all these know me From wit, under these niggas heavy parolees Yo we the speaker And from a distance we could see these The P slayed, flat on his was two plains
Ashy hands yo, no need for at all He just cracked the V8 backed up, leaned the wall flower, he just came home, he on like a fuck Did a for holdin' up the Gods up in the armored truck Ten years son 280 on the weight tip He throwin' up six plates plus he studied He's a wally horse, shout it out sweatin' through his Cock-eyed nigga up his neck, he had shores Sammy eagerly up on him
Taxi off the with the joint on him Flower look his man up before him The bitches hit the table, Jah king, he stripped off his Shots went off , get a chance to make his debut Flower grabbed tiff his man the sideburns, hat fell off We nerd his wigworms, he hid rich See Allah hit the light switch, young girls trampled In the pool, pistol with mase, and broke the handle crawlin' to the door on all fours
Shim the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours" Oh my goodness, Ba grabbed the Mo thrashin' He layin' like a gay shoutin' out Sebastian He smiled with his teeth missin' begging for No more God, the 68 thousand a pair of three Out came the cannon, whistled out Cham snatched his flag four big rocks, the dragon It's over, story told with the snakes, tongue kissin' cobras
Yo let me tell you how the go We gettin' rid of all the Tony the streets back fo sho Too many hustlers, too many We're fuckin' up who's willin' to and teach the Cs Too much TV, guns and Lust and and hate, the 4 devils jealousy