[gun cocked
Nah, we goin [echo] I love hated, it great it Let's me know I made it I wouldn't have it no way I wouldn't it for the world Only let's me know I'm loved By so many other motherfuckers ain't you And as long, as you keep with us, we keep fuckin you up And keep the rug from up under you And what's ever more fucked up, is we enjoy what doin So much there ain't that we love more than +Pullin Your Skirts Up+ And exposin you hoes so much, people are startin to What's up with them one dough a man under-els Do unto others of you will done under you So who the fuck you motherfuckers run to When someone up with a mask and puts a gun to you [gun cocks] You will ask youself, how come mans Didn't enter that last round he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance You keep us to keep it on wax but we can't is past any irrationalization We have captured national media is senseless, you can sense the tension start buildin Soon as we enter the '106th & Park' gonna get killed and I swear to God If so much as even touches one of my people I'll put a million on his And you got the funds to match or counteract it But I'd rather rap than get this gangsta shit And it because I'm a bitch It's because I ain't a bitch, I don't people that I'm with I'm a general, I ain't Bush, I don't my soldiers to war I'm right in the middle of the shit with 'em, so when I do get 'em Orders to storm your headquarters, you'll be fuckin a ..
McVay] Fuckin with a peacekeeper, see you the 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 street See I wouldn't fuck with me neither, heaven can help ya I'll be for you longer 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 another Hoffa, the Renaissance bitch You get like Lebanon [explosion] with my own tactic I snatch your head like one of Saddam's
[Obie Motherfucker, I'll you We can have it out on any A +Average Man+ flipped into an Shoot out mandibles Cannons and ammunition, reload precision know the mechanicals Break the pistol down, you should see handles The taught the child, no read up manuals Push crack vows, young Nino Brown Chasin green is the dream, your young and brown Bound to be a child, look what I'm involved in now A 'Dozen niggaz and they all get down Dissolve any problem enlarge with ours revolvers we said "all men get down" ([gunshot], c'mon)
While your punchin and punks I'm chumps, packin a pump That's longer than the elephant [gun cocks] On the streets I'm a beast, I feast the weak So beef, I'll shot you and scream "increase the peace" A monster, packin pushin niggaz off they Hondas Starve ya, get it crackin, bitches for they ganja Sneaky as fuck, I don't think beat me enough When she was stuff, I was stealin the keys to the truck Shut the fuck up, before you end up in the dump truck Or in the takin a nap, bleedin and Lugged up +Who What+ like M. Bleek, with this heat if you ten deep Then fuck it, it will be ten sleepin
Know much about my a ski Don't tustle with my speed Clutch your burner, it and watch your man bleed We ferocious, no holsters Approach us, throw heat from the soldiers (c'mon, [gunshot]) We the soldiers, ya'll the (ha) Youngsters lungs puncture, dead in a dumpster the Munsters, hand full of drama You of the drama, bomber the monster [gun cocks, boof] I'm back nigga (woof), I Shoot like [gunshot], homie steer Blackness, covered with cat fish We murkers with no purpose than practice
There's three I hate: liars, fakes and cheaters Alcoholics, sluts and fuckin beaters A gat describes my life I don't even know who this is [Obie Trice] Bitch, don't give a fuck about no hip hop At my party in a pink tank top in Reeboks [laughing] This Ja Rule I ain't gettin in I'll meet an are & be singer to at my wedding I turn 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 This is Bizarre, see you "Devil's 2"