throw a fuckin' bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got
and throw a fuckin' bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we
your corner, in a Lincoln four do' A fox photo, cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out, cause that could be your ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
It'll be the nigga, in the damn Polo It's the rap lawing, jackers ain't barring Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign Said it like I
poverty it must be the straight up get to an ending peal off Recognizing the drama offense of living in my life Got to go get it and come back with it until it
loose so I can make it to the T-O-P It's like I'm in a bucket full of C-R-A-B's, but I keep climbing And I keep on rhyming, while they be bumping they
(*talking*) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up The ghetto motherfucking alarm clock Wake up nigga [Z-Ro] Lord forgive us for sinning, give us this day
fists like this Holla if ya hear me - PUMP PUMP if you're pissed To the sell-outs, livin it up One way or another you'll be givin it up, huh I guess cause
you're in the danger zone my fuckin' game is strong, Hotline You suckas better find ya mind I got mine from hustling and busting them rhymes to my niggas up
a dick up] ["Stick up, stick up, stick up kids... still don't nothin move but the money" -- Rakim] Verse One: Live Squad Strugglin, jugglin, got it
And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme AS strong as a fuckin' nine Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up