I'll never I don't a fuck If me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never
I six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be if you get more points than me Sell joints than me
Steal your faith, a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma a hit nigga Hot mother down to the skit nigga
Game over playa and ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the award Bank account ten digits and it's all I floss the most shit, fuck the most
Come on, you can ask Don Juan It's official now, they all Sean John Might have to my name to strong arm You came to get man? That been long gone, come on
Have much to do with nigga Nicolas Bond and choppin' until 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 thug crime Shots in the spinal from my the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, mess around
Shit, it's the kid feelin' You cowards know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' in the atmosphere and Not caring, the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money laundering, honies Who me? I casually Come, God would be if He was a straight G Tonight, too tight out of a big we ride
Yo, yo, yo, it's your Grab the rope and yell Front line is pussy, off sides I'm but my hand is cross-eyed
I my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the like a judge 'All rise' This gun'll knock plants off guys We value-packs, y'all fries
Yo, I'm the projects Yo, but on the tied Don't matter, take up all size yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk jive in dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married times Besides, I'm just a for soar eyes city, known pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New York
the plot Last come, one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, the block, servin' the pot And I be the person to
If your missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell outta you debts Buy the cassette, it to death Alota sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's how you got into debt You lost when you nodded neck the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect
Take the that you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' in you wiz I'm why you herb in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the thing spittin', so go warn your clique Them niggas look up to, is on my dick Sauce born to hit I get so far up in ass, think I was on some shit
Look, you against me is really to see Who, when, where, what it's be I don't a fuck if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
Nobody with me I your type, you a ride dick nigga Cry sick nigga, quick nigga Out of turn speakin', one leakin'
the Suzuki side kick nigga Bitches don't cast stones down, throw bricks Why I come and tell 'em to blow dick nigga's the nicest? No, go fish Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no
treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated Observe it from there, okay Ain't it we overheated You talkin' slick shit
But I jus' know that you me But evidently, you know I get your ass gone It complex
I'll just holes 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, your chest cavity collapse I glide the entire 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 no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to
Don't me back, you bet How many nigga's think they with mines A nigga, God blessed with such an shine I hope you there's nothin' fresher
The apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in mouth with a piece of polyester Now fix your fuckin' up the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw
Everybody hit the fuckin' Only the mother fuckers belong I hope nigga's don't end the before we finish the song nigga
You be the to come and harass, reflect on the past When I to pull spine outcho ass nigga's go stack money, continue to bill shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm determined to kill
Zap nigga's like cellular flips and swell up lips Fuck with so much dick in their ass, it's shrinkin' her hen Hey yo, before you empty your clip and at your trigger Salute the legacy of these recognized niggas