Niggaz up (bitch ass niggaz) listen up
Ya niggaz can't wit us
Haterz up
Burn nigga free!!!
1] Yo, NASTY NAS ain't on the FREEWAY Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the waitin' for Hova to die, before he see JAY On my way to platinum, hata who stop me? I got the cops locked, who gone me?! I got the lock, eye on poppy I got poppy lock, V on Manny is poppy a lock, NAS on his way Pulled the out, he piss on his body Be on my way, buckshots stuck in his up his lay, fuck cops park on the lobby, chill up his way Ya niggaz built for these SOLDIERZ Roc-A-Fella heat HOLDERS, put a up in each SHOULDER up my day Nas is like, a bitch wit the mack to his Been dissed like this MAKAVELLI (2Pac) Now in nigga, Ya is way worse then ya actin' in BELLY set!!!
WE MOVE OUT, we move out GET OUT, get put out there Wit ya on, and ya girl clothes It's a world, sing along ho'z WE MOVE OUT, we move out GET OUT, get put out there Wit ya thongs on, and ya girl
2] By the way, I came from the block and I'm bringin' the wit me And I came by myself, but I'm bringin' ya wit me Pop wit me, clip wit me, 50 shots wit me Cause niggaz get at me, haterz hop wit me it I'll treat ya like PAC and diss ya all Still 7 mill? Free drop you from the buildin' and hit ya car Or O.J. Free, you up then get OFF You won't me, ya Cadi truck top elvolve When shots the ROC rip off be like the movie, hit you then hit ya barbor Freeway play wit extra cartalege all ya groupies, I'm the talk around town in the hooptie, fuck a astro And where you stop, my glocks are like New York lots Muthafucka make you pay for Now I'm upset!!!
WE MOVE OUT, we out there YA'LL GET OUT, get put out Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes It's a mans world, sing ho'z WE MOVE OUT, we move out GET OUT, get put out there Wit ya thongs on, and ya clothes I forget you (Talkin' to Jadakiss)
3] I'm on my way to to see this prick (Jadakiss) He shit on his records like he got clips I'ma see where he at he see this 5th I KNOW WHAT HE BEEN TOLD But FREE gone kill any and that's dissin' And everybody I'm hittin' got ICE OR DOE Nigga money in chains, change and jewelry foreign exchange And that's JUST BECAUSE, my hands ya chains leavin' And don't give me a because IF YOU DO Then you be leavin' Toni Braxton style, be breathin' (uhh) Niggaz hate on the kid So I S-K, half of they face off fuck up they Was pull tape off, All them dayz that you thought I was in the grill I had my nigga wit me, plan on my wit me hand on my nine, I take 'em wit me Kris ingo's wit me, trigga wit me come the pain, go tell ya mom his nigga hit me Because I kris kross wit him, beef is a RHYME, so I dead that seekin' a FINE Freeway in the hood where the at (Coke) Slicin' the loaf, slice into knife to ya throat Like it or not that's how we do in the bring the gun to ya stremph if you tangle wit MINES Don't cop a ?? in ya time stremph, cause I own my stremph Nigga 19 just start nines and Jenny's, I pack that shoot threw ya bricks and ya lightpole fixurin' And hit you and give you liposuction, nigga the rif-O Niggas rappin' and it no dumpin' nigga KISS got a lightbulb missin' Clap all brain or somethin' clap all glow vision YOU BETTER NOT (shout) YOU BETTER NOT (pout) You not cry when the riffle dumpin' Free come into town bout to light bitch up