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