your potato like Arriada On the day of your death people had candles but couldnt find no lighter Fuck your marrow! fuck your hood! You ain't a street
snake, mess around, get your weight it Ex-school boy wanna go and try to take shit Found his body, in the projects, naked I ain't gonna lie, if I wasn't
ain't gettin' proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck, never have, never will If it ain't on your hip
True indeed but yo, nigga let me proceed Don't fill them clips too high, give them bullets room to breathe Damn where was I? Yeah One night in town,
I E Y'all niggaz can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma Who you love Biggie for the Y2G, the two ten We got it sewn, we don't need y'all help, we hold our
and our mayor Guiliani Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti Guns and diamonds Bitches put they tongues where the sun ain't shinin' Take
'm starin through your rearview Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me
out then clear the spot out Nigga or bitch, you don't want no problems My revolver is the quick problem solver Don't never think I'm slippin', bitch, I ain't
Fat Joe, 'cause Joe is livin' Fat Niggaz gettin' jealous 'cause I got a contract But I don't sweat it, I know the style is raw You can't compare me to
keeps the guns cocked [Joe] Yeah, and you don't stop! [Pun] We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot [Joe] Yeah, and you don't stop
and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked Yeah, and you don't stop We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot Yeah, and you don't stop It
the run Got your gold and you got your gun But life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride
that type of bullshit Your problems don't concern us Go home now, well go on Southwest detroit is condemned one's home The cops just don't know what
screwed, how many caps I like to peel" I don't talk about no guns because guns I do not carry never advocate no violence 'cause violence don't become
spit on your snipe and tell you {fuck you} and that {bitch} on your bike Brick City!! [Reverand Run] Aiyyo.. now bust it Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't
down ya guns and raise ya pen Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't fuck with no pig We teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig Murder
' to get up in your mind In your body, in your spirit, take your soul Come here, girl Let me creep in your world Let me see the backside of your moon
you and your ho To another dimension Leavin' you lost The sickest nigga ever to come out the Valley District Take it like you don't want everyone