Yo, ayo let's get and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers In condiminiums, our drug capers New york city, only way to play is gritty I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850 My whole commity to puff l's and look jiggy Who wan' test this? my semi you chestless And ain't shit you can say to me when you be breathless Young, but I done did shit you won't do So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about through I got niggaz who on yo' block and in yo' spot Who sit next to you? you? But murder you, playa Don status, nigga we chipsesis And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in
Ayo, and the lox We knots from the out of state spots Any nigga make it hot, get found in lot You don't wanna come try, the one guy Who stay high from blunt lye The rack of alumni Who got more beef than a islamic So I enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs It's not a in your gang want it My ak gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it I bug, then we'll soften a thug Have a chump blood, fill his coffin with slugs Yo, you know I got 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 em down with aluminum I'm puttin two in em You can't touch me, been double sent, wanted for embezzlement A lot of things, but that's irrelavent
Chorus(x2): 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 started somethin
Yo, check out the kid get coke like sosa turned down chocha, be in the costa Rica, sippin wit a mami Cleanin my tommy, showin to my army Whenever the lox find rippy blocks, we em Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't em And this for the listeners, and And them jealous rap cats that prefer us My 16's be so real, you can em in your vain Like ramello's from sugarhill J be the for the kiss at your wake lips, spittin clips at your face We started the bottom see bad niggaz pardon, whatever We can do it at the life, this shit is real big I'm makin niggaz blow trial even if they not
I a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs bags from drugs, get wacked for the love Twenty niggaz batter me, couldn't shatter me I'm only gettin up, splittin up anatomy Official family, grants niggaz handin me I the finer things, and I hope you understandin me at the table, plannin and plug the fan in Let the sweat dry off and grab your cannon you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me pesci And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, nestle Any ya done started somethin Actin invincible like you God or If you god, then i'ma a lot til you rot And if you a playa, play for everything you got And if you a thug, then bustin off shots And if you a dog, you better bite you bark
Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use Cause I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions For portions, of extortion then racketeering Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu How much darker it get, how much harder must it hit See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I start a of shit I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three Cause when we creep, no than three deep, niggaz see sheep Bloodhounds found shit buried in the mud Following of gun powder, residue and blood A I'd is impossible, so you know John doe is what gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's a cover in the morgue as a log, sniffed out by the dogs Son of a hard headed nigga wouldn't listen So you got whatchu for What's Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin Cause like I said before ain't nothin goin until I eat Mu'fuckers think it's all impressin bitches and stressin bitches Well, I'm testin bitches game, adressin bitches, and bitches And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all What I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin with Runnin wit niggaz you rebels I got an army of 730 niggaz, niggaz That come through and worry 30 niggaz that like to bury And niggaz get it all the time Cause what they got is all of Your man was talkin shit I pulled the nine And if I know you, I don't fuck witchu And if you wit my man, then he gettin witchu And it the money Cause I just lost my mind when he the line Sent his back through his Then I the nine, boss of crime gotti, I stack bodies wit the black shotty Bitch-ass who act snotty Get it
These niggaz is for niggaz ain't playin
This no fuckin game You think we Ruff