do it But to do it Ain't nuthin to it But to do it [ verse 3 ] We go out for the dollar bill (bill) Niggas that kill (kill), tryin to be loc like sugarhill
the ninth ward (Been there since the day I was born) From the ninth ward (Got us coming up like a storm) From the ninth ward (Niggas better sound the alarm
the ninth ward[been there since the day I was born] From the ninth ward[got us coming up like a storm] From the ninth ward[niggas better sound the alarm
in his fancy suit, shirt and tie. Raised to be a perfect child Oh how they were suprised When over dinner he told 'em I'm gonna kill you all now. Here
him he's empty now there isn't even one small breath and he goes limp in your arms all the people's mouths are moving all you hear are car alarms and
(We heated heavy) Do my thugs run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my killas run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my thugs run this motherfucker? (Hell yeah) Do my killas
bust no drama To the pack of Dom of Perignon or (Malarial?) it's all here Ain't no Hollywood, my bid is Hollyhood n the souls got hustle Kill can u feel
back with the flyest material Mic Doc and E Dub the Grand Imperial My mic's deadly, so I scratched off the serial And stashed it, until I have to kill
to ememies please test these abilities I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 nigga slugger So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, I
'm back with the flyest material Mic Doc and E Dub the Grand Imperial My mic's deadly, so I scratched off the serial And stashed it, until I have to kill
What turns me on about you, I doubt you have a clue Sassy attitude and red bottom shoes, God, I'm mad at you I do think you're fierce and that you killing
in your house, clearin' it out, holiday style Everybody actin' violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the child, that's how we move Kill me my man kill
Sound of alarm Played On dried bones By the wind Cacophony of hollow sounds All lost in empty skulls And craters only Will remain Unhealed by life Packs
and aint shit change [fat joe] but the face in the poster [ja rule] the ice from angola [fat joe] give em a cold shoulder [musiq] pardon me darlin if i alarmed
alarms In the strangest locations of My dark life But the fantasies slipped As he tipped her in cigarettes She tries to smile very graciously When she wants to kill
or a double I'd settle for whatever Honey let me melt in your arms Hold me even when the clock alarms Take the phone off the hook Kill me with that dirty
will trying to find the need What makes to another for the way it goes The facts to a making are turning gold One by one they set to fall So distinguished alarming