[gun cocked
Nah, we ain't goin I love hated, it great it me know that I made it I have it no other way I trade it for the world Only let's me know I'm loved By so many other that ain't you And as long, as you keep fuckin with us, we fuckin you up And keep pullin the rug from up you And what's ever more fucked up, is we what were doin So much there ain't nothin that we love more than Your Skirts Up+ And exposin you hoes so much, people are startin to What's up with them fuckin one dough a man Do unto others of you will done under you So who the fuck you gonna run to When someone runs up with a mask and puts a gun to you [gun You ask youself, how come your mans Didn't enter that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass he had the chance You askin us to keep it on wax but we can't This is past any We have national media attention Conversation is senseless, you can sense the start buildin Soon as we the '106th & Park' building Someone's gonna get and I swear to God If someone so much as even touches one of my I'll put a on his head And you got the funds to match or counteract it But I'd rather rap than get into this gangsta And it ain't because I'm a It's because I ain't a bitch, I don't endanger people that I'm I'm a general, I Bush, I don't send my soldiers to war I'm right there in the of the shit with 'em, so when I do get 'em Orders to storm headquarters, you'll be fuckin with a ..
[Swifty with a peacekeeper, see you the nigga that greet this lyrical meat cleaver That I eat ya, niggaz keep speakin, like it ain't even that deep I got heat that'll sweep a niggaz [explosion] See I wouldn't fuck with me neither, only can help ya I'll be searchin for you than the "Legend of Zelda" Without a failure, there's gonna be hell to the Captain that a bassett hound couldn't even ya Body, I hide ya, I be on that mob shit You Hoffa, under the Renaissance bitch You get like Lebanon [explosion] with my own tactic I snatch your like one of Saddam's kids
[Obie Motherfucker, I'll you We can have it out on any A +Average flipped into an animal Shoot out your Cannons and ammunition, reload with Nigga the mechanicals Break the pistol down, you should see handles The street taught the child, no up manuals Push your crack vows, young Brown Chasin green is the dream, when your young and Bound to be a problem child, look I'm involved in now A 'Dozen Dirty' niggaz and all get down Dissolve any problem that enlarge ours When we said "all men get down" ([gunshot], c'mon)
While your punchin and tacklin I'm handlin chumps, packin a That's longer than the trunk [gun cocks] On the streets I'm a beast, I feast upon the So speak beef, I'll shot you and "increase the peace" A monster, pistol packin pushin off they Hondas Starve ya, get it crackin, yankin bitches for they Sneaky as fuck, I think mama beat me enough she was sleepin stuff, I was stealin the keys to the truck Shut the fuck up, before you end up dead in the dump Or in the streets takin a nap, bleedin and up +Who Want What+ like M. Bleek, with this heat if you ten fuck it, it will be ten sleepin [gunshots]
Know much about my a ski Don't with my hand speed your burner, bust it and watch your man bleed We ferocious, no holsters Approach us, throw straight from the soldiers (c'mon, [gunshot]) We the soldiers, ya'll the (ha) Youngsters lungs puncture, dead in a [gunshot] Upstairs the Munsters, full of drama You scared of the drama, bomber the [gun cocks, boof] I'm nigga (woof), I reappear Shoot like [gunshot], steer clear Blackness, carcass with cat fish We murkers with no purpose other practice
There's three I hate: liars, fakes and cheaters Alcoholics, sluts and wife beaters A gat that describes my I don't even know who song this is Trice] Bitch, Bizarre give a fuck about no hip hop At my release in a pink tank top in Reeboks [laughing] This Ja Rule beef I gettin in I'll an are & be singer to sing at my wedding I your face into a fuckin meat patty fuck your mommy and go fishin with your granny I'll +Shit on You+, pee on R. Kelly too is Bizarre, see you "Devil's Night 2"