of what has been and what's in store CHORUS But the hand of God Is all that we are seeking It burns within my soul To know what lies beyond In the hand of God
niggas livin' a lie Only reason you switchin' up your druid is 'Cause you keep gettin' robbed I looked that nigga in the eyes Before I send him to God
free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a
your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, smack him up Doing this do or die
turn, thought that I was by myself Then a friend came to me and told me God could set me free Since that day I knew that God love me Everyday I call him
I don't really think he really, I don't think he know! Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul I been on so!!!!! [Hook] [Verse 4: Wish
' More shells than run and 'em Actin' bad, smash a nigga stash and mash Snatch the bag, bust him in his ass and dash Un cock the mag Kill him I don't
is in town, catch the hand-off Prepare for my dancehall standoff Mercy when I come blow your mic hand off, sorry I touched him Here they come again through
Make it competition, go sit on the couch for him If he need work I'ma hand it out for him If he need a pistol I'ma hand it out for him (Take it all, you
or 3 Cross YM and out of him we'll make a movie We all that we can be, respect the army and salute we [Verse 4 - Gudda Gudda] Yeah, Young Money army
be with him answer that. If he had another baby put you in a situation would you forgive him or leave him n hate him. Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD
G's Dirty rats pack gats for cheese bullets of breeze at light speed Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed, we let him bleed
Yo, had me in the LQ, yo, shit was mad bumpin' Rappers on the mic was like settin' off somethin' Now parties like this yo God I like lougin' observin'
fool, uh I got some killaz on the payroll An they know when it?s time To handle business nigga lay low I fight to struggle hopin' God don?t stop my
