B.I.G.] Today's agenda, got the up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco ya Feel the strangest, if no exchanges I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them brainless All they tote is stainless, you just as calm as possible, the deal go through If not, 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo' killings clean, slugs up in they eyes, like "True Lies," 'em and flee the scene bring back the coke or the cream Or else, your is on the shelf, we mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin with put bombs in your mom's gas get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with 380's Then they come to our babies, that's all out I got gats that the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they The seven digits push me, fuckin real, the deal I got a hundred bricks, apiece (uh-huh) Enough to cop a six; buy the house on the (uh-huh) Supply the peeps Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now that's damn near I kill 'em all be set for life, Frank pay attention These is henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra Fuck a robbery, I'm the Promise you won't rob 'em, I But of you know I had my fingers crossed
[Chorus: Niggaz got to die, if I go got to go got to die, let a hundred shots float Niggaz got to die, cause it's all up in the Catch a on the bridge, three bricks, live kid ... if I go got to go Niggaz got to die, let a hundred float Niggaz got to die, cause all up in the scrolls a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
We up in the lab, two Spanish, one lady on the bed, lookin like a drag Had the pillow cuffed, lookin at me and Frank, her grill was Who woulda ever she'd rather do us up But that's the business, to the sitch on these Puerto Rican with pistols Doin sign language is noses Ask 'em where the money at, yo the coke at papi? We can do this all day, yo y'all both They pulled out, one of my dunn was wombed out They up on him, put the tool up in his mouth Walked them up in crib, big move, but grabbed the kid Had the on my beehive, my wig And yo took me to the bathroom, started up the chainsaw yo You gon' or see your brains on the floor when 6 to 7 masked men, came in blastin yo All I heard was Lexi get the raw
[Ghostface Bleed just like us, believe my bust If he holdin the right amount of cheese I rush the spot Up early in the mornin, kick the in, wave the 4 an' (fuck) the brawlin, cause Tony for the And all I see is $ signs, here's the bottom line Give up the or get shot up with a brolic 9 Invest to address (niggaz) out, all I curl is my index finger Got a safe that more notes than Cortex singers My work is move trays, serve 'em up like gourmet When it comes to cuttin that (coke), who got the trimmers Edward Scissorhands them grams, (niggaz) respect I got them big spenders through, hourly Competition, we 'em out the box, powerfully Still a ill verse, on the D.I., me You be gone, but the legacy is B.I.G., nigga
Yo I think tryin to do somethin man I don't know what it is but we gon' go in there handle business man Straight up, goin down... Let's go handle man...