I'll stop I don't a fuck If it's me against a million billion of y'all, fuckers I will never
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Head shots so mother can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get points than me Sell more than me
Steal faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, on it nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother down to the skit nigga
Game over playa and nigga ya low Hit me later young and I'm at the show Bank account ten digits and all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the hoes
Come on, you can ask Don Juan official now, they all rock Sean John Might to change my name to strong arm You came to get man? That shit been gone, come on
Have to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' the day that I'm gone Shyne poor your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, bravo
Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood crime though in the spinal from my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, the top, we'll mess around
Shit, it's the kid rapper's You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my
laundering, honies wondering Who me? I casually Come, what God would be if He was a G Tonight, too tight out of a big we ride
Yo, yo, yo, it's hide the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, off sides I'm but my hand is cross-eyed
I left my gun home, here borrow Pop the like a judge 'All rise' This knock plants off tall guys We value-packs, y'all fries
Yo, I'm the projects Yo, but on the floor matter, we'll take up all size Truly yours doc, PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been four times Besides, I'm just a for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the wide Stolen in New York High
the plot Last come, one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, circlin' the block, the pot And I be the to watch
If your girl missin' the rock, and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you Buy the cassette, rewind it to Alota y'all it, you try to forget
How I shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to That's just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded neck Through the vest, through the that you tried to protect
Take the voice you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' in you wiz I'm why you smell in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a Indo out-do, intro to
I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn clique Them niggas y'all look up to, is on my Sauce born to hit I get so far up in ass, think I was on some shit
Look, you me is really nothin' to see Who, when, where, it's gon' be I don't a fuck if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
Nobody with me I know your type, you a ride nigga Cry sick nigga, lied quick Out of turn speakin', one leakin'
Always the side kick nigga don't cast stones down, they throw bricks Why I come through and tell 'em to dick nigga's the nicest? No, go fish Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no
You're treated and competed, away from it undefeated it from over there, okay Ain't it obvious we You talkin' that shit
But I jus' know you meant me But evidently, you know I get your ass permanently It complex
I'll just bang or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on your project, the traps on and get some of our gun craps I'll straighten out the now
When I snap, make your cavity collapse When I glide the map With the frequent alarm fire, rap straight up Put down, fuck around, you ate up
And nigga I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not Sucka, you what I said If you wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I to rule
hold me back, you bet How nigga's think they fuckin' with mines A nigga, God with such an undeniable shine I hope you know there's fresher
The manifester apply the Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of Now fix your face up Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch jaw
hit the fuckin' floor Only the real mother fuckers I hope nigga's end the party before we finish the song Bitch
You be the last to and harass, reflect on the past When I to pull spine outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, to bill shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm determined to kill
Zap nigga's like flips and swell up your lips Fuck with so much dick in ass, it's shrinkin' her hen house Hey yo, before you empty clip and pull at your trigger Salute the legacy of these recognized niggas