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T-S
Y'all don't

Ai yo its on, I see how niggas learn
You is wrong, thought the fire burn
Its on me and pun from the Bronx
You's wrong, we can get it on

Ai yo, guns we toss 'em, and we auction
To his family we 'em he owed us a fortune
Gimme thou, you can have yo' child, you don't know
What I had to go through to clap this clown, check my

The last nigga to see you bleed, the last nigga to see you
The last nigga you wish you believed
And drag, move quick, blend right a wall like a brick
The only thing you see before I off ya shit is my wrist

'Cuz my the gun is covered in
Not this range, when I pump this pistol, very rare I miss it
it on ya lips
Y'all keep talkin' y'all teflon with no weap-ons

Nigga, I'm pumpin' my four, I ain't throwin' no
Nowadays niggas run upstairs, they drawer
My circumstance, you got that chance

in my draw, you get it
Thats y'all walks for two dicks, so don't be stupid
And make me use one you, that bitch

Ai yo its one, you I was wack
You was wrong, album plat
Yo its on, stop talkin'
You was wrong, get off my

How dare you doubt on the
Big Pun the undoubtable, the rapper that'll pull out a gun
And slap the shit outta you, you tell me nothin'

I'll clonk you and stomp out ya button
I'm too violent for this rap
I should be out killin' somethin'

Too quick to blast, niggas talk shit and dash
But I really kick your ass
Juggernaut, I don't care if you a or not
I'll get Jamaican on ya ass, boy, with the

On your get ready, run, I'm sparkin' everyone
The one get locked stand back and watch where you
How dare you come and try to shit where I eat, you nigga, literally
Dick in your cheeks, you bitch in the

But I'm still gon' hit cha'll
Because up north you be tossin' salads with maple
I know you to hear it, but everybody know this one
Why you always gotta be right, nigga, why can't you ever be

Now its on from the Bronx it's at
You was wrong, me and Pun brought it
Now its on, stay on the gat
You was wrong, its the Don, Joey

Who the fuck want with Joe Crack
Make your body fold
his soul with the chrome mack
I don't chat on the phone, 'cuz the phone

You heard there's money on the block we control
I got the work in the pot where that at
it up 'til it's wack, get my dough back
You so wack, tryin'a compete

I blind you with heat, I'm the reason on the street
I die for my peeps, keep an eye when I sleep
Let you when I coulda put five in your jeep
Who's liver than me? I ain't know you want it

I'm like Christ, niggas beg for they life when see me comin'
Ain't nodoby gonna stop my shine, you mind
Don't make me have to cock my nine, pop ya
Neva did believe in the
Since '92 I've been proving that niggas was wrong

Ai yo, its on, I'd stay on the block
You was wrong, now Remi on the
So its on, thought I gonna drop
You was wrong, I was right all

I told these niggas, that I was the bitch
And everytime you spit, I'ma spit some shit
Ridiculous, I when I blaze the track
Tight shit, make a nigga wanna ya back

I'm hatin' that, but I'ma 'em all believers
hot, I'ma come and straight drop a fever
Cop a heater, turn around and pop your
And for the followers, I'ma leave heads hollower

Make your wig as if I was Oliver
Layin' in a hospital, up the monitors
Thats for the game, y'all just came to first
'Cuz I ain't neva heard a straight flame a verse

I blame the church, how God let you lie like
Who you for, 'cuz you ain't neva rhymed like that
How the fuck you gon' tell me that is tight
She ain't aight she don't write, you wrong