je ris, J'ai peur, Envie, Je sais De toutes les couleurs, je vais en voir A qui la faute ? Je suis l'un et l'autre Double je A qui la faute ?
see lil' nigga, I run New York, Yeah I live in CT lil' nigga, but I run New York, And I don't go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York, And I stay
Ya Betta lay low like popo Case ya aint know betta already know I gos in like project so So get it biggie mama b-r-double o-k-lyn drama Hey hey you
I Ran 99 Miles Bitches They Used To Diss Me They Feeling Me Now They Say I Rap Like Im From New York And They Like My Style [Hook:] You Krazy I Say
99 miles bitches they used to diss me they feeling me now they say I rap like I'm from new york and they like my style [Hook:] You krazy I say when
-et ho All niggas eatin' (Woah) Wreckin' ball gangsters, unleash the law Straight up, colorful drawers, bad whores On the weekend eat a raw style like
shit We gonna R U double F R Y D E Revolver, semi-automatic an' a P.G. Hooptie getaway, driver breathe easy Explain things further, murder or get murdered We gonna R U double
thinkin in your hotels, with pussy stinkin Massengil thrills flow through New York, to Hollywood hills Your male flow, I'm wipin asscracks like Mop-N-Glo MC's get inserts, thrash style
jet to Miami an' back When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you know I deliver The double N, enough
little food for thought, as I tell it, cause if it happened to this cat, then it can happen to you, do the knowledge [song starts] I was sittin' outside double
i ran 99 miles bitches they used to diss me they feeling me now they say i rap like im from new york and they like my style [hook:] You krazy i say
like project so So get it biggie mama b-r-double o-k-lyn drama Hey hey you you I don't like your girlfriend No way no way I think you need a new one
crown is shinin Solid gold, check it Sun yo Solid gold crown be shinin and blindin like some diamonds I be pioneerin the style in the cloud with silver linings Double
your boyfriend, that cat is corny I kick it to you and I dare that clown to run up on me When nights are stormy I be thinkin' about your pretty smile, gritty style
my boys, you know we get busy In the cipher with my boys, you know we get busy First up it's the nuts up, what's up? To the niggas from the projects