Sheek
LOX! ya name again? Donnie G (D-Block!) Who wit' you, fam? (S-P!) Wave the at these haters This New rap, who else wit' you? (Al Qaeda)
Don-Don, .38 in the brown bag in the pocket, when I walk, my pants sag In and out of town, that's why the God look Sheek's still bangin', I ain't the red flag The of Bin Laden, boats don't float across His ghostly bones "Rise up with green moss" Uh, smoke on a weave on the sleeve, Louis Vs in the breeze Condos in Miami, I even use the keys Women and cars, some of my pet peeves Cash and big guns, be them OGs Levis, white ups, City Lab Nick said "Nate, the Yanks gotta it home" (New York!) Them Harrys sittin' on me, all chrome Public enemy, to the terrordome UK money, my phone stay home, I roam Safety on Glock, ice on I rep Biggie since Ross reppin' Pac
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I don't too many rappers, or niggas If you see me talkin' to cowards, it's all Gotta be to die to war wit' us Yeah, we three deep, but there's of more wit' us it up, bag it up, set it up I got a on the strip, I'll wet it up I get a ton on the arm, getcha credit up to the pilot on the Palm, then a Senator You fakin', nigga, I get it I'll shoot wife at the dinner table like Taken I did dirt since Krush Groove and Now they got a Biggie movie, Pac comin' You can suck my dick, you said The LOX ain't the Now pause and no homo that And get a bullet in ya fitted where the at Yeah, another one by the NE Stab him in the face the pen he signed Now that's that, ya fitted to a snapback
Yo, I'm the one that the car start: Engine liquor, two weeks straight, nigga: Bingin' This dope, getcha sniff on or in I'm in these streets, they pretendin' You compare him to these creeps? You him Water and oil, you mix, you can't blend them Trunk powder, cook it when I get there me all alone on the throne, yeah, I sit there Now let the haze burn Bullets don't ever change, always burn Majority is snakes, the rest is worms a baller, then I must be Dave Stern Virus, whenever I spit, I spray Who else been nice for this long and firm? G, the Phantom, and Al Qaeda L-O-X, the coordinators (What?)