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Yo, the sun don't forever But as long as it's here then we might as shine together Better now never, business before pleasure P. and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air So you hear somethin' make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by Our music keeps you what are you provin'? You know that I'm two above you baby Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but And that jealousy is only leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these And B.I.G. you know you too for these cats I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He like me, hit him while wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, most Been on the low lately, the feds me The son of Satan, they say my killing's too You I'm in your mama crib waitin' Duct tapin' your fam' in my hands, gat lays in my waist Francis, M to the phenomenal Gun rest your vest by the abdominal a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, pack guns, And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch Kids or girl you touch, in this world I Two auto-matos, used to me fatso Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, faggots ain't killin' shit Oops Crystal spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you be alone hands and say it like me The most shady, baby, fantastic Graphic, tryin' to make dough, Jurassic did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, me The Under-boss of this Truly yours, White
We got the real live shit from front to To my people in the world, the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit from to back To my people in the world, the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
Put your money on the and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get laugh on See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a bed full of money I get my ass on I never lose the to go platinum I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it to classics, hotter than acid P-D, rollin on your or CD The killa, no team illa The Fam-o, ammo, is channel We been hot for a long time burnin like a you can do is check your distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface 'em You ain't gotta like me, you mad I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, knuckles and flashlights The heaters in the two-seaters, two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us P. run the city, show no pity I'm the one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' Matty the neck of your coke connect No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Break bread, the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas step up, with just and 'em Placin' them in funerals, criminals aroused The City, nobody come off like P.Diddy Business wise, I men Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, Another day in the life, of the
We got the live shit from front to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the real shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit from front to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit! Fuck niggas wanna do?
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