is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash
yep I wet 'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes Young Grip
Kid Frost Y'all be out tearin' up clubs literally and you're true players To the one and only trigger happy ghetto boys It took along time and I was there I seen you brothers comin' up
with the Vocltone It's mine Have motherfuckers rushn' to rewind 'Cause I'll flow slow And still twist your tongues up Rock the house from night Till the sun's up
and watch Me, I'm oilin' up the Heckler & Gotch I gots no love, for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I
But what's up with that six G's you owe me, man 'Member when your boys took that fall? And I posted the bail 'cause yo ass was locked up" Evil gave
I love New York night, bright lights and action I love bailin with my Bronx niggas, party crashin I love switch hittin with my niggas on the shaw You might see me
of doin somethin good with my life I was out feelin untouchable, tryna rock grown men I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin me outta
here with me and the boys Let the whiskey fall, come on, make some noise Let?s all get away, make life a holiday Drink Southern Comfort till the sun comes up
heard me? (chorus) [verse 3] nigga you best be commin' up with my cash ya heard me? don't make me go and get the gat out the stash ya heard me? i'll
it together Yeah, pull up and shoot, score! Are ya ready? Are ya with me? Team team team, yeah! Shake ?em with the crossover, Wildcats! Tell me, what
out Bird days stop the shine til we let em out It's more money now and we the flip the draw Hella choppers, clip pull nigga genue out G'd up, i took it
) DJ you build me up You break me down My heart is pounding Yeah you got me With my hands up You got me now You got that sound Yea you got me DJ you build
said they heard that I know where them birds at And my old lady say she saw me with anotha Brizzah And some a the boys shot up my block so now I gotta
with a full clip you gon make them boys dump you gon make them boys slump you gon make them boys dump leave you and your man slump you gon make them boys
Rita but she had another name She danced the Luca and the boys she'd entertain With just one look at you you're under her spell all night, all night
in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn it out Perpetrators, we can point 'em out So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out Yo, I been in
what you want? Tell me, tell me, tell me a story I believe, oh I believe All things are possible on Christmas Eve Okay, okay It was a night before