ya Nigga act up and I betta take care ah ya Scared ah ya, I be ready for the war Nigga I'm America's Most Barely coast ta coast If you ready for whateva
it's time for a change nigga what you gonna do when we rearrange the game? Blow him out the frame with new ideas, We's about the game, lyrics, puttin
the most stepped on stage, got arrested for stealing a show muthaf-cker Yo, my rain in the forecast it's therapist broadcast, Philly to North C you really don't want
a Neptune's beat like it's a leather garm Know about you, but I'm a bed crusher See I don't know about you, but I'm a head bussa You see it's God favorite
chillin' Peep out who's the villain then make your whole pavilion Of a Sicilian, excuse the greed don't want a mill I want a zillion - stacks of Franklin's
again, you know [Goldfingaz] Fuck all ya muthafuckers out there, don't want nothin Thugged Out in this shit forever, QBC nigga ?? most wanted, ya know
Making my paper independent, got seven years in it Dope House platinum eyes, nigga that's when we finish Man it's a dirty game but yet I shine so clean
others travel from the little gun force one's See my rocket's set, speak my name and I cock it wet How can I forget see the game she the same I tried
Yeah, DJ Clue! AKA William, M. Holla with William H. Holla The world's most infamous The Holla family nigga, Roc-A-Fella Records, c'mon Dynasty, New Jay
be at Blocks where my heart at 44 bulldog bought back cats where they park at, off that Back to the drugs like Rite Aid, Walgreen's, Eckerd's Mac
'all know how we do First class, all stretch out Or, S-Class all sexed out Got the cash, let's be out Bitch gone only do joints wit the best out Most
drag from tha zig zag cant buck with the Philly's Holdin down tha wild west like a kid they call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown holda Strong
Yo, yo, yo They wanna know Who's that girl? (La, la, la) Eve's that girl (La, la, la) Who's that girl? (La, la, la) Eve's that girl (La, la, la) Yo,
it's Eve You ain't really tryin' to fuck the game up, you just a tease You don't want it when I really get buck, you wanted peace Have you hidin' in a
] Awwww! Emcees I assassinate Don't play no games, don't procrastinate Got my homeboy Slip, playin 'round with the clip Ready to slap a bitch, and poppin' off at the lip Whatchu want
bulldogs and pedal (? ) Puba gots that shit that hits in every ghetto Straight from new york, l.a. to ____ Honey, there's no need to hunt Whatever you want
pop of them twin fo fo's Mac and nine milly, ice quite chilly I chase that paper, being broke? that's silly What's worse than a group a niggaz wit no