now But some can't stay true cause they don't know how Peep it, you'll be gone before we bomb Show & A representing uptown, check your math, that's heal
off, right next to me Watching a set of bitches, show they breasts to me With M.O.E., that be Money Over Everything Bet I could hit a home run, nigga
gaul stone put in a jar in a lab even the coroner got sick and had to barf in a bag your boyfriend said you was a marvelous fag and in drag thought you
me a get ya kidnapped evidence show im just a hustla that know how to rap post up an im gone bleed yo block make it hot til it burn like a nigga sellin
the Devil to sell 'em I ain't ask to rap, but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO
of the Devil to sell 'em I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint?
heard a gun bustin shots (SHOTS!), down the block (BLOCK!) I guess a nigga gettin what he got (GOT!) Shit is heavy like a medicine ball and broke niggas
my beats was so sick, I shoulda got a medic But my credit was so pathetic I couldn't afford a debit When the dropout dropped, I had to cop me a money
I'm landing Beast the nick, but my cannon go... [Ludacris] Fuck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab Bleedin so hard you'll need a life size maxi
t stop Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X) Time, time for you to die As I kiss.. yo'.. ass.. goodnight [Notorious B.I.G.] I make yo' mouthpiece
I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck Private school, daycare, shit medical
down, hit the coffee shoppes for the medicine Thought I saw a red light, tryin' to keep my head tight By starin' at a nympho, posted behind some window
they know who you are No kelly just n.o. and l.a. We come to fuck shit up like broke levays Got a california bitch I swear she a medic Sometimes she give
t explain what I do to them What they do to me It's all in C-H-A-N-G-E Reaction like a reflex And if ya gonna... Just gimme a minute And everything will
me a get ya kidnapped Evidence show I'm just a hustla that know how to rap Post up an I'm gone bleed yo block Make it hot til it burn like a nigga sellin
cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (Ooh, ooo, ooo) I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times A
it) Yeah I'm finna hit it like Kray Jackson tonight (Kray Jackson tonight) I'm finna get it hype, Lay let me get a light Bartender, let me get a shot of Henny, make it double Mix a