shit's going down again These motherfuckers want me back in, fuck Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Try to get the ski mask) Word up, our
ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggaz up What's up? What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you
killing fields Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Escape the killing fields Here we go I'm movin' off death row You gotta keep up hops
Keep you hands up, get mine up don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up, get mine up don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up, get mine
notta mayne I'm on my grind shawty, don't block my shine shawty Hold up, hold up guess who just showed up? Rolled up, rolls cut, drop with the doors up
play dumb I made a promise I think I'm ready to break It's just a question, there's nothing wrong or right And your intentions keep you up at night Play with fire
love When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love But homie ain't nothing change hoes down, G's up I see Xzibit in the Cutt that ****** roll that **** up
, she ain't nothing Kosher She lets me closer, hotter than a pepper crusted samosa While I try to keep my composure She was walkin' around with a loaded shotgun Ready to fire
a pump if she denied data, 'Cause I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter, I make my girl come first then I arrive later, I shake you pussies up, I'm a
like me be like two or three I can't help myself I love girls, I can't kick out playing with fire I can't kick out playing with fire Playing with fire Playing with fire
we gon do it big like this.. yeah and you was just practice he aint in ya world you can take him off ya atlas girl ya on fire can i be the one you
enough I'll buy her everythang she want. I got that 357 so don't try your luck. Bullets have yo body hot you'll need a fire truck. So re-up with us
back and just keep rhymin' one syllable, nah Switch it up and watch them haters not give it up 'Cause they're just not good enough but I'm not givin' up
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
Got that boom boom thing (I got that fire) Turn that boom box base right up and in my face Gimme boom boom bang (I got that f-f-fire) Boy your boom boom
a girl It's that moment when You start closing in First you're holding back Then surrendering It can start a fire Light up the sky Such a simple thing Do you wanna try
think geek but you need that when you knee deep goin on wayside get up to your neck just like a great tie i finally got the windsor, like on my eighth try
let 'em die Behind tints, tryna' duck the world and smokin' rie Got my bandanna 'round my head and pants to my feet And got my eyes fire red and glock