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