ha, I ride Benz, Jags, and timed Vettes Uh-oh, gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next Ah ha, ah ha Ah ha Ah ha, ah ha, didn't expect that Ah ha, ah
a Frankenstein, my design impressed Backpackers and press, who said my house was a mess Critics lashed, said I made a fortune off of his passin' All I did was build a
in the days (days) Like how to climb from in between a rock, and a hard place How to keep your cool when you're dealin with a hard case (with a hard case
we facin' Some kid named Jason in a Honda station Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin' Rock had a grip, so they formed up a
i'm burning rubber, A real nigga like a soulja, heat up in my knuckles the same type a nigga that keep a pistol on my side, A 44 on my waist and a chopper
?s the difference between jail and the streets With a gun you a killa, without it you?re a thrilla When you was on the streets, you was a solja And then
stole more than a little from her folks in Cartersville With that wrong foot in that right boot left a lot of room to fill With one foot on the platform and a
that muthafucker look finer than a fuck But he's an east coast cat, pure jelly ass Nigga kick a rap that can impress my L.A. ass Disrespect, when I didn
', violatin' But you need to know Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun Niggas clear out, bitches duck and run Jada's got a, Jada's got a gun Niggas clear out
bitch and send her body back to yo' ass A-a-and we don't want no problems O-okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, Big Kane on the beat
[P. Diddy] This goes out to my nigga B.I.G. Listen to me playboy, check dis out I go, on and on and on and Won't take her to the crib unless she's bonin
I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't believe in Harlem World nigga double up We don't play around it's a
P. Diddy] special delivery!!! (I want that) Yeah come on, special delivery!!! (I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!! (Can I have that?) Ha-ha ha-ha
under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence
you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho! [Verse: B.I.G.] When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (Ha, ha, ha
worry me But you ain?t heard of me I?m a G, Baby Not a celebrity I ain?t got rap friends Got homies all in jail I?m in a black benz Getting? drunk as
ghetto, I'm ghetto like a muthaf-cker, ha ha Eh, a n-ggas calls object, call some bitches man I'm finna have some b-tches come over here Oh my God, this
