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Yo, the sun don't forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together now than never, business before pleasure P. and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air So when you hear somethin' make you hear it right make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' Our music you movin' what are you provin'? You know that I'm two levels above you Hug me baby, I'm a you love me baby Talkin' crazy, gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is only gonna you broke So the only thing now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win cause I'm too smart for cats they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, shady Been on the low lately, the feds me The son of Satan, they say my killing's too You hesitatin' I'm in your mama crib Duct your fam' destiny lays in my hands, gat lays in my Francis, M to the phenomenal Gun rest under vest by the abdominal Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, tense hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, 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 world I clutch Two auto-matos, to call me fatso Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, y'all ain't killin' shit Oops Crystal keep shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you be alone hands and say it like me The most shady, Frankie baby, Graphic, tryin' to make dough, Jurassic Park did quick to kids who start shit See me, me The of this holocaust Truly yours, White
We got the real shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggaz is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggaz is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
Put your money on the and get your math on Break it down, it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, get my stash on There's a bed of money that I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go Said I'd it up 'til all the cash gone Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it to make classics, hotter acid P-D, on your tape or CD The girl-boy killa, no team The Fam-o, ammo, is channel We hot for a long time burnin like a candle What you can do is check distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface 'em You ain't like me, you just mad cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and The heaters in the two-seaters, with two Senoritas, rings when you meet us P. Diddy run the city, no pity I'm the witty one, Frank's the from the Brook' Matty the neck of your coke connect No squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish Shootouts for minutes, until we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no him Niggas step up, with just and 'em Placin' in funerals, criminals turned aroused The Brick City, nobody come off P.Diddy wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just men You screamin, I position, day in the life, of the Commission
We got the real live shit from to back To my in the world, where 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 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? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
We got the live 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 fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the real shit! Fuck niggas wanna do?
It's all up now I'm a do now, huh? What I'm a do all fucked up now