to the don There's you can do To me run away from this game here, this game here And is no emcee To put the to Kim no, Kim no Yes I'm telling you the start I will break your heart (uh huh) There's you can do So just the don is no word you can say That it would offend the Kim no, listen
I'm gonna, murder them, murder Any I'm gon' murder them I'm gonna, blow off they Blow off whip All you frontin' emcees, I'm gonna, off your whip When I'm gone, you appreciate my shit When I'm gone, wanna spit my lyrics But I'm gwan, I'm not gon' put up with I swear to God, you niggas make me sick See, I got all day gon' pay Got things to do and to be I'm 'bout to back what's owed to me Live Bedford-Stuyvesant The livest one, we right here, we here, we right here
All y'all, let it go, no disrespectin Four years since Doubt drop, eleven records sold nigga, volume two Dogs who be grinnin, then Try to get out of line, four pendin' niggas got it coming, say May-June Six albums dropped cock-suckers tuned It's Jay everyday, no off No jewels drippin' and I the shades off You wanna rock me? Slug you one comfortably Put you back where stomach should be (ill) I'm dangerous when tempted, best alone Best the gun got Tourette Syndrome Beretta sounds like 'Berreepp' it's thrown You're heading for a cold place, youngin', dress Too much hustle, too easy to you Little fucks you, go PS Jay, PS L-Y-N, out my way Me and P.S. to the K I to the M, B.I. to the end
my French, but uh Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at emcees, with these Supreme balla like, lyrics I call em like I see G You sound like me my French, but uh Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at Weak Y'all niggas got audacity You sold a million, now you of me Get off my dick, kick it
Love for BI? Then one in the sky Haters watch your We bust one in ya eye It's going down So get outta line men've tri-ed But 'nuff men-a Biggie crowned me, Miss Queen forever Even left me this and an iced out tiara What?! the fuck, who the fuck, wanna fuck With this bandit you off the planet This girl, never no-one But if you trouble this It gwan bum bum (wha?!) a bum bum
my French, but uh Sometimes I get kinda, at these Weak emcees, with Supreme balla like, I call em like I see them G You niggas like me my French, but uh Sometimes I get kinda, at these Weak niggas got some audacity You a million, now you half of me Get off my dick, kick it
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