didn't really care High water everywhere I'm getting' up in the morning - I believe I'll dust my broom Keeping away from the women I'm givin' 'em lots
too dumb When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up If the
off to the fiends Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah We
them the po-po back up on me Nigga me fucked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid
no They never could fuck with a thug ho Pop pop givin up shotz to tha double glock glock [x4] Nuthin but them killas, straight up thuggas Rippin bucks up
that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons Nigga roll up the buddah, Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer Mo runnin' up outta the club wid
t have to worry no no more) (Listen all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) Mummy I saw one day She was on some fume vapors Givin' me lip
never been concerned about who hears Call my town Sparta and I'm comin with two spears I'm tellin you dawg, always got the spring collection in fall I run my bill up
Now you've been up and you've been down Stayed strong even though daddy wasn't around My momma through the thick and the thin beginning to end And though
out cold all my teeth gold Plus i dont brush them Quarterback sneakin plus if you rush em Bust em down bust em up steady fuckin em up But wait why do
rilly, the real dilly You can ask Phillie cause I got a year's supply (Yup!) You must want to die, don't get the lye after dark up at Griffith Park,
geah-geah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Beanie Sigel] We be the R,O,C .. y'all get your dope from us We runs the R,O,C .. yeah, keep up niggaz, c'mon Aiyyo you
s why I, squeeze first ask quesions last That's how most of these so called gangstas pass I, squeeze first ask questions last Cuz when I pull up, always
lifts your veil And be the moon that moves your tide The sun coming up in your eyes Be the wheels that never rust And be the spark that lights you up
The hairs on your neck...stand up Can you feel it? Danger Tell me can you feel it? Yea, gettin' busy, homie gettin' busy [x2] Now, gettin' busy, homie
up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh
up now hands down, Back up, back up. Tell me what cha` gonna do now. Breath in now breath out. Hands up now hands down, Back up, back up. Tell