big ol fuckin bumper kit comin down 5th wheel slammin hoe just fannin bitch Im sayin it cause I fucked your mamma I fucked your cousin I fucked that
give a fuck Hit that nigga up, we don't give a fuck Jack that nigga truck, we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us I Brooklyn
in spades and you renege Can't fuck with no nigga like that he get me jack Or sent back, meaning whole life fade to black I'm looking in the half of right
I knocked you over, but can I get a witness? I shoot the gift rapping, and wish you a Merry Christmas With he quickness is how I rip this, can you dig
me sire, you say I run my city you are motherfucking liar I'm a boss, I'm a boss, you're a fraud, you're a fraud You cross the line I get you murdered
, I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me But naw, you wouldn't understand
this what I want ya'll to do I want ya'll to grab your Dutch Masters and ya'll White Owls and ya'll Phillies Umgh, get you a fat sack, pint of Hennessy
' up, I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me Naw you wouldn't understand
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that
if i dont see no bricks See I flips when I dont see no chips Yea nigga I know you in pain I dont care nigga I want the stash Keys, hash, weed, G's
about to black out to fuckin Brooklyn, with my nigga Mister Cee cause you know how the fuck I get down! Big dog, pitbull status nigga! [Notorious B.I
died Rumors say, I came back alive with an axe And attacked niggas actin' like Nas, my passion is to capitalize Come through my hood you get jacked for your ride Catch you
I'm livin', what I'm sayin' on the block all day Before I wasn't sure but now I know it's the way Like, if I get caught I'ma pay illegal life, livin
Jaime, you got me fucked up! [Pain:] Okay I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't like it I have to take you off [Cee:] Just tell me when to come in [Pain
I bet now you wish The only beef that you had is wit'cha baby's momma You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag 'Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me
causing all this commotion? Forget niggaz, you even got bitches approaching Who am I? I'm just a kid from the Bronx If you love hip-hop you might have
Sweat on my forehead, I'm anxious and nervous These streets'll eat you if you let 'em, cop'll beat you You pumpin' Diesel then them jack boys'll beat you I
B-D-P I'm Total 'Cant you see' I took it there you bee sayin with your swollin eye damn it just aint fuckin fair but your crew told you what was up you