Yo, ayo get papers and pop more with holes up in skyscrapers In condominiums, overlooking our drug New York City, know way to play is gritty I cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole comity like to puff L's and jiggy Who wanna this? My semi leave you chest less And ain't that you can say to me when you be breathless Young, but I done did shit that you do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about through I got niggaz who pump on block and in your spot Who sit next to you? Protectin' you? But murder you, playa Don status, we gettin' chipsesis And bad bitchsesis, frontin' in
Ayo, Mase and The Lox we takin' knots from the out of state Any nigga it hot, get found in vacant lot You don't wanna come try, the one guy Who dumb high from blunt lye the rack of sing-sing alumni Who got more beef a Islamic farm
So I pack sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs It's not a nigga in gang want it My AK gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it Often I bug, we'll soften a thug Have a chump coughin' blood, fill his with slugs
Yo, you I got enough guns to wreck a nation Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, a explanation You bring your and 'em and I'm doin' 'em Then I'm beatin' 'em down with aluminum, then I'm two in 'em You can't touch me, been devil sent, wanted for embezzlement A lot of other things, but irrelevant
If you love the money, prepare to die for it Niggaz done started You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started
If you love the money, prepare to die for it done started somethin' You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started
Yo, check out the kid that get like Sosa turned down chocha be in the Costa Rica, margaritas with a mami my Tommy, showin' love to my army Whenever The Lox find blocks, we kill 'em Yeah I niggaz, but I still don't feel 'em
And this for the listeners, and And them jealous rap that prefer dissin' us My 16's be so real, you can 'em in your vain Like Ramello's pops from
J be the for the kiss at your wake lips, spittin' clips at your face, we started from the bottom You'll see bad pardon, whatever we can do it at the Garden Word life, shit is real big I'm makin' niggaz blow trial if they not guilty
I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental bags from drugs, get wacked for the love Twenty niggaz batter me, couldn't shatter me I'm only gettin' up, splittin' up anatomy
lock family, grants niggaz handin' me I the finer things, and I hope you understandin' me Sittin' at the table, plannin' and the fan in Let the sweat dry off and then your cannon
Think you smartest, and the hardest, regardless If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me Pesci And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffin' Any ya niggaz done somethin' Actin' invincible like you God or
If you God, then I'm a makes a lot you rot And if you a playa, then play for you got And if you a thug, then start off shots And if you a dog, you bite before you bark
If you love the money, then to die for it done started somethin' You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz started somethin'
Don't came at me with no bullshit, use 'Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, abortions For bigger portions, of extortion racketeering Got niggaz fearin', fuck you heard, this what you hearin'
How much darker must it get, how much must it hit? See if your niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of shit I like pussy, but not up in my face, so three feet 'Cause when we creep, no more three deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit in the mud Following traces of gun powder, and blood A positive ID is impossible, so you Doe is what they gonna' be puttin' on that tag on your toe
Now who gonna tell yo mother, her baby's a cover in the morgue as a log, sniffed out by the dogs Son of a headed nigga that wouldn't listen So you got what you came for what's
wit the chainsaw, I hit the fuckin' streets 'Cause like I said ain't nothin' goin' down until I eat Mu' fuckers it's all about impressin' bitches and stressin' bitches Well, I'm testin' game, adressin' bitches, and caressin' bitches
And with mu'fuckers on all levels What I'm with is all devils Fuckin' with snakes, with niggaz you call rebels I got an of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz That come through and worry niggaz 30 niggaz that to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the time 'cause they got is all of mine Your man was shit until I pulled the nine And if I don't know you, I don't fuck you And if you with my man, then he gettin' with you
And gave it the 'Cause I just lost my mind when he the line Sent his back through his then I tossed the nine Boss of crime, Black Gotti, I bodies wit the black shotty niggaz who act snotty, get it
These is for real, these niggaz ain't playin' This no fuckin' game, you think we playin'? Ruff Ryders