it! Every nigga can feel it cause they recognizin the realest But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin your livin here! But don't make me to get my
that bud to the brain Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me strained, feelin' no pain Better be packin' your weapon 'cause my shit is kept And I'm ready to let
who try to compete with platinum. All of them callin' me, follow me down to me corner, slip up and your gonna get blasted. What do you wanna test me
gonna be alright (It's gon' be alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (It's gonna be alright) Everything's gonna be alright (It's gon' be alright
ah pop, face souljahs march, troops run swoopin' through the duty. Shootin' refusin' to cross me, punk, took 'em offs gee. Incarsed me, I'll be damned now toss me
stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherfuckers out to get me
me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherf**kers out to get me
own this motherfucker Open the trunk And then I'm thinkin', Jigga let's get this motherfucking cash nigga Well if it's a money thing let's get this motherfucking
shootin', I must be on top (It's clear up here) We coopin', we must be inta trouble Some hard type shit that cost a quarter mill a pop It makes me laugh
me, talk witt me Sometimes I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it y'all That's why I put it all in ink Walk witt me, talk witt me Sometimes
your honor We close captives, no conclusions Let the revolver solve it Evolve in this evolution We shootin and pollutin [chorus - fatal] Pass the heat And let me
no more war, there won't be anymore hunger no jealousy, not even competition let go, release, you hold the keys time we evaporate into the breeze we are nothing, we are something let
He just wanted us to call him Captain Da He said, "You can call me Da-da", whatever that meant Hey there, who me? Just your friendly neighborhood speed
't articulate myself the right way son But now let me break it down, pass it all around This is not a theory, the conspiracy is real They wanna put me
thugs salute 'Cause real love is the only thing that comes above this loot Carhard jeans that makes me think of LL?s troops Let?s celebrate it?s Queens Day this
comes to grabbin' steel You could post me down low like Shaq O'Neil You'll be spittin' what I spit when the day is over Tryin' to be me in the mirror,
like spock sent me And never gave a fuck what a rapper grossed But if they brag and boast I'ma clap the toast Y'all can analyze this, watch me paralyze
me You want me to feel what he feel when it's tight And I know he don't be doing it right But it gets no liver than this, never lie on our dicks Shit