Throw Your Guns

Y'know, personally, I'm for the paper
As long as we all see dough...

Yo yo, big boys play for large sums
Even bitches got their shit tight
If you wit us, throw your guns up
What the fuck?
Firm affilli cock your shit back and bust

You acquire the knowledge
my brainwaves cause riots in college
Science scholar
in this world of violence and dollas

Firm rappin' god
from the projects, it ain't hard
From medicaid cards
to platinum cards
my click is that large
to get they dick licked, and back massaged
by rich chicks, who rock Versace bras
in the drop, watchin' the stars
Yo, the conquest is ours

Mission accomplished
shittin' on Congress

Benz whip with a 6, on this ectylean tons
When I appear reptilians run
Firm affilions
Willions
exile your team, like Indians
Your style's a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentleys in
the same streets you can't get a penny in
All my real shootout niggas hear me when
Half-A-Mil shoot out with Bohemians
calicos spittin' in
Niggas splittin' in
the same position they sittin' in
What sentencin'?
We got too much benjamins
We even got triple six I E M plastic currency with chip in em
Images of Clinton in

My niggas lay back
We used to pump a g, now we pump 100k packs
Guns aimed at
destroy your whole world like k mat
What part of the game's that?
The curse, my hot verse is flame rap
Players got the game trapped
I be the king mack
On my bitches' mind till they brain crack

Yo yo, big boys play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cards come
It's all a game, even bitches got their shit tight
On the scene, 18, suckin' dick right
You sick right?
If you wit us, throw your guns up
What the fuck?
Firm afilli, cock your shit back and bust
What?

From NY to New Orleans
we all fiends
Court scenes
flashbacks of kidnaps before cream

Guns bustin'
Stash house out in Flushing
Corruption
killer mental, it's foul adjustin'

Cold nights
ran through the streets my whole life
Back and forth, kikes
focus for niggas who lost sight

Travel thought wise
beyond light years, way across skies
Short eye
so many make a livin' off lies

Ante up
Hopin' my new shorty don't stand me up
and have me stuck
After this session, I plan to fuck

Hot pursuit
A real splittin' image of Pop Duke
Rock lasoos
paper play a part of my roots

So what ya gross yearly?
I play this game so sincerely
Really
most rap cats couldn't come near me

So it's either or
Peter pay Paul, you and yours
Fools and fours
regulate life through rules and laws

Big boys play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cards come
It's all a game, even bitches got their shit tight
On the scene, 18, suckin' dick right
You sick right?
If you wit us, throw your guns up
What the fuck?
Firm afilli, cock your shit back and bust

Firm official 850 I
burnin' pistol, black Magnum PI
Mack VI
Willy hat, half beehive
wise guy
'95
I, look in my eye

Praisin' Allah
Project aimin' raw
Greatest star Agbar
pushin' a hot car
Shark Bar

Private engagement
live entertainment
I grab mics and I explain it
How I went from the vines of the brainless
To the minds of the wise and the famous
Niggas wives admire the guys in Ranges

Take off their wedding rings
to give head to the king
It's just a cheddar thing
Amaretta, Armani leather thing
We into better things
like wettin' the brains

Jumpin' outta stretches with minks
crime connected with link
Up in the club buyin' drinks
bitches eyin' the sphinx
Hustla haters hate us, my guns say fuck what they think
Plus I copped a Hummer this summer, with a button up mink