, dawg Now when I say, Big Ed, you say, assassin Big Ed (Assassin) What's up (What's happening) I keep my trigger finger blasted, tank ready to roll Picking up soldiers from rich now bringing them to the N.O. Nigga, I
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
I wear is on my dick But I'll split you quick Like Jackie Chan, the way I switch my wristhand I make ya sick, but I'm a doctor, don't trip Hopefully,
Aly 900 is shinin Money stacked high and my private jet glidin I never knew the stuff I cud do Until year 4 I heard that too Who knew I cud go on like
worry Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face on the twenty
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99 DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S. Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Heads talkin to much, sending my niggas upstate Ill fate, S U double F o to get shot alive what the F O f o, f o, nigga
I took that shit back I got them 12 stacks I bleached all his clothes So he knows what's gonna happen when he mess with other hoes I burned all his shoes I
I'm Lyin When I Say I'm Pop By Bill, Bitch,You Shittin Me, I Lived Dirty All My Life But U Think It Aint Real Bitch You Shittin Me, You Think I'm Playin
I think I better let you know that I am Angie Stone Hands on the paper, things better change up I wanna sing, but I think I better hold up B.I, beehive
? Would I still get plastic bags? If there were no hospitals, and no doctors too, If I'd broken both my legs, where would I run to? If there's no medication
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: RZA] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa,
think i'm lyin when i say i'm pop by bill, bitch,you shittin me, i lived dirty all my life but u think it aint real bitch you shittin me, you think i
yo city streets Broken bones laying long scattered across the concrete Knuckin if u buckin you'll be duckin if u get too close In my eyes you wasn't wise I
Flesh is home. Bizzy Bone ? he's still insane. And I'm still hangin' with with Lay. This nigga Wish Bone ? he ain't changed. D.J. U-Neek supplied the
money my nigga POW I ain't waiting I need it NOW Ain't too much changed I'm still on the grind in deuce double O deuce I'm just a little more serious