ready to step, so get your step on. Make me move, don't stop girl, baby I'm ready to step, so get your step on. Make me move. So make me move. Make me move
out of bounds Out of five conrads they say they down with me Four want me dead but don't want me to take my fortunate in the ground with me Scheming they
real out here in these mothafuckin city streets, nigga (That's alright) Huh, me? I'm representing Mo city, nigga Rich Motofo to be exact That's what's up for me
I got a gun in your mouth You want to respect me now, should of Respected a nigga when you had a chance Haters, been making me into a punk trying to figure me
know what I mean? [Napoleon] Oh God forgive me Somebody please say a prayer for me Needed my parents But they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
real detail, coke, lasagna and them E pills Million dollar merchandise, we on, get ya groove back A hundred yukons, we all moving crack All my soldiers got big
New York City even pretty chicks act up Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up" Big
to anywhere Maybe we can make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Anyplace is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me
complex Much too complex, EFX/effects be live like Das Making moves down South, to avoid the chaos And never, flaunt the coin cuz dime-getters be gazin They call me
end to the war pretty fast, Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came quick, Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and
me hills, expensive whines perril sell It aint tricking, I just spend money on cheap thrills Big phantoms, sweet wheels Back see like a club make them
Biggie bring [Verse 2] For BIG I learn to grip aim and cock it Once I got it, I lock it Banger, big city boy with deep pockets See me speak, that paper
