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See Quick, I told you man, once we get a man
Shit like this here
I got my Black for me, uh
I got my R.O.C. for me, uh

And y'all know who the I be
And for a long time, I think niggaz been so so Def for a joke
But I guess why we rich
And y'all niggaz

Y'all got one chance to flow, I let know
While y'all stretch your mouth, I my dough
Also the doors on my Navigators
Long as the

mine, a Phenomenon Mr. Smith style
You wanna get, uh, oh, he is now
Dot to the O caughted, blow your down
Dot to the C, you're me now?

Anyhow y'all can't measure up
I'm here to get my and who ever mess it up?
Then I'mma blow rounds out, wet 'em up
For my dawgs like DMX who like Kurupt

And Snoopy in the club getting at the
Stash the uzi tonight, the jewelry
And just post up we can't be
All my niggaz say, "What we give a fuck

B-boy style, hot like
Four, five cal, check into the profile of a
Sonny my mellow, my ace playa get on the
and rock it please

I'm y'all niggaz feel the heat homie
of y'all motherfuckers know me
Three times a like T.O.N.Y.
All up in your spot Navy Seals, wave your steel

Lay shit down, clown, I'm for real
Spittin' Crips for chips, plant bombs in whip
I bring the pain to the on the real tip what?
Hittin' just like JFK

For the pounds and the bricks and yay, hear what I
Squeezing off, just to and releasing off
Y'all shouldn't be so soft
Oh, you too thug niggaz, you'll be so called

Frump niggaz, yo, I got no love,
Expect the worse, yo, it, can make you see the hearse
Tell mama I'm to break the button for the nurse
Niggaz don't it but they think they do
And soldiers should never fuck with me and my crew,

You know I'm gonna make them when I step in the club
Well, I know another way to make 'em put their up
I the beat on, I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz, we the street corners

You know I'm gonna make them dance I step in the club
Well, I know way to make 'em put their hands up
I drop the on, I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz, we the street corners

it come again, the Timbaland lacer
You trembling in the faces, hates us
us, come smooth the hard shit, rock jewelry
Like Mr.

an artist, move regardless of the chartless
Cock your
So the safest thing for you to do is shut the up
Let my crew do this, uh, this niggaz from the bricks and uh

You don't NWK to get to ya
So you we make believers out of dreamers
Now we murder cases out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers, O to the S to the damned
O to the D to the E F uck you 'cause we you
niggaz can't touch us

Assume my 'cause papermaking's a must
Straight motherfuckers when it's time to bust
Lace flows with angel dust, all up in spot
We got no things with us, of dangerous

Don't fuck around and get caught in a onslaught
'Cause I'm your bills and my man Too $hort , oh, Lord
Getting down one time
For motherfuckers, who out on the run

I gotta get mine daily, can't let these motherfuckers me
just the way my mama made me
Top rider from the get go, known to spit flows
And keep niggaz on their tiptoes

I to the extremity blind with weed and Hennessey
I know you niggaz remember me
Got the poetic and I stay diamond setted
Running over tracks like I'm Libyan, the past

Labeled a pussy, cash see her
Shaking, moving, waiting, the ounce
What's up with that? of y'all niggaz can fuck with Black
Motherfucker where's focus at?
JD, my my ace, get on the mic and come rock, please

Nigga, I like why you gon come if ain't on time
And ain't no need in coming out, if you ain't gonna
That's why I am like I am with mine and y'all
y'all keep it real, we keep it rich

Just clowning, pounding, riding in
of the most elite shit to ever hit the town
Screaming out how you like me now and I'm busier
I platinum while y'all get dizzier

The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of their
And my balling is out of your reach
and direct from the Peach State
Where we hits, deep grits and steak, homes laced
We never hit the breaks, just continue to speed, stay in the
Y'all don't wanna fuck me?