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Yo, the sun don't forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together Better now than never, before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air So when you somethin' make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin' Our music keeps you movin' are you provin'? You know that I'm two levels above you Hug me baby, I'm a make you me baby Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you but choked And that is only gonna leave you broke So the only left now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for cats I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats While they up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't me, hit him while wifey was with him You of us, the murderous, most shady on the low lately, the feds hate 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 your by the abdominal a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, guns, ridiculous And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch or girl you touch, in this world I clutch Two auto-matos, used to call me Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, y'all ain't killin' shit Oops Crystal keep spillin' shit, you it homes You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be hands and say it like me The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic Park did to spark kids who start shit See me, me The Under-boss of this yours, Frank White
We got the live shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
Put money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your on See you later Dog, get my stash on There's a bed full of money I get my ass on I never the passion 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 girl-boy killa, no team The Fam-o, ammo, is every We been hot for a long time burnin a candle What you can do is check your My bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you mad cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The heaters in the two-seaters, two Midas Senoritas, rings when you meet us P. run the city, show no pity I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook' Matty broke the neck of your coke No respect off 'til all y'all diminish Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Black Rob joined the Mob, it no replacin' him step up, with just Mase and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The Brick City, nobody come off P.Diddy wise, I play men Hide on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, day in the life, of the Commission
We got the live shit from front 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 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? 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? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
We got the real 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? Where my is at?
We got the real shit! y'all niggas wanna do?
It's all up now I'm a do now, huh? What I'm a do It's all up now