, nigga, word up I never let you go, baby, know what I'm sayin'? You my life charm Word up for real, keep shinin' Real for keepin' it real, you know,
the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America Who wants to kill him? No information, say yes or no One point five million Alright, you get what you
fat lab Hundred bag, tools you had Ohh, little wifey had it all with a fat ass What you wanna eat boo? The rent's due Niggaz wanna get you You need
' remember you, rubbing on a statue In his lab, that resemble you, and what it meant to Wu Us forming like a family, you just blew You was the chess piece
rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in your house searchin' For bricks in my black tee I hit the scene, black scene in an all black shirt Black
sound* like the Doc Bruce Banner Hit you with a ray which is similar to Gamma Do you believe in miracles, ? like I believe in myself, but I don't believe in you What you
the muthafuckin steel Ain't no game boy, it's real Chorus 2x Verse two: Shit iz real, I'm in some real shit Niggaz wet up the lab, ma dukes got hit
all over your shit Bust guns like nuts all over your bitch So you's a woman tell me what tha fuck you tryna doin You growlin all over tha tape Forget you
The arm in that, you show me where the party's at Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back" Just imagine, I hit the lab
you know, to tell you hello and shit But listen why don't you do this, when you're done over there Why don't you come here and shit, you know what I'm
be somethin' you're not My niggaz want war, whatchu think you good for? Yea, you talk like them threats is real A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real
got it like how you know how the beast rocks Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot The crew got you bouncin' and droppin' your eye Makin' you
summertime [Chorus x2: Bizz] From the coast to the avenue Our crew is deep, I thought you knew Hitting switches in my 64 Baby don't you know We
know hate I'm heavy on the mic, can you handle the weight? Either you learn to adapt or you're sealin' your fate Only brave when you get more dusted than
too much about my pistol You fuckin' right I do, you talkin I murder you Push up convertible, we runnin' international While tech's harassin' you, they wild like animals You