it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You fuck niggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity [Verse 1: Jim Jones] BALLLLLIN' Peace blood, peace almighty (peace blood
the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe
the tent Nigga I'm about a dollar, what the fuck is 50 cent? When Jay said it I ain't know what it meant Now I understand, it's starting to make sense
do it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit
You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
*, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget it, I did it
fire like the tip of a blunt On fire like a nigga that let it drip for a month I'm a Blood, you can Crip if you want, just let it bump like you got Scott
plac nigga hip hops new blood check tha stats nigga [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I only been gone 5 months now ray j fuckin whitney and bobby with superhead call nas
it once Nigga said Hova was over, such dummies Even if I fell I land on a bunch of money Y'all ain't got nothing for me Nas, let that bitch breathe! [Nas
like hit records: Roc-A-Fella Don't get it corrected this shit is perfected from chips to chicks just drivin a Lexus Make it without your gun, we takin
it, Couldn't talk about it if you ain't lived it I from where niggas pull your car, and argue all day about Who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Nas