're rappin' like crabs I have carte blanche, the vagabond Nas is the narcissist, my pockets are rotund I'm no killa, but compared to you, I'm more real
, what did you do? I crawled up to the railroad track Let the four nineteen scratch my back Shag mama shag now, what's come over you Rag mama rag, I'm
out the rear trunk when I roll up Multi 'til I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled
over Long as I'm alive and breathing, Braveheart to the graveyard I'm the William Wallace of this shit Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love
I flip my middle finga, I'm chillin on twenty million. Da rumors turn me on I'm masterbatin at da top, These hoes so excited so dey catchin every drop. I'm
could live I knew it wouldn't work but I just like to give Used to run da street, young nigga bare feet Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin' crab meats
me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere Have I found you Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth Big pill looming Now I'm a fat house
's like, "Tough!" And I'm like, "Give it!" And he's like, "Make me!" And I'm like, "'Kay!" So I grabbed his leg And he grabbed my esophagus And I bit
of brew I'm feelin fresh and new I bless a forty a day So now I never have to have another sober day When blessin' 40s I'm a pro I just thought I'd let
I'm makin, better check the reputation, nigga can delt with frontin and hatin, see I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love
buck with B.G. Knocc Out, Flesh, and ah Mo' Thug, str8 up.(Chorus) B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 5 I'm comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya. I'm screamin' mo' murda
Put in my mind off onto my murder Murder y'all all, and I flees the scene clean And I'm out to fade 'em Hey, and I'm out for money, gauged 'em Better
and my diamonds But it's okay cause I'm rhymin, chasin this money and grindin Up the ladder I'm climbin - and you can clock me as I roll by! [Chorus
for a lesser fee Yeah, and with the right amount of pressure, them thangs look free I'm on my way now, desperate need of a lick indeed Believe I got
' yay 'cause kissin' ass was gay I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade Well, I'm the nigga in the hood, these little homies wanna be like I
assured nigga - yo ass gets got I'm sayin that to say this - I can plot those hits I'm connected in every city on capo shit I ain't even gotta say these
rap shit Come on, nigga I brought my chopper an' my hard hat The shit's fucked up now show a nigga where the war at 'Cause I'm about to clean house Stick
didn't come thru And silence those guns dog, we woulda been sick Check it out though, I know them faggot ass niggaz kid You know what the fuck I'm talkin