I got these so called friends, It's down with the Ice, 'cause they know I'm makin' ends. But my real friends have been friends through the fame. An' since I have
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary? But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is heavy I
4 my hustlaz All my niggaz down tha road 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz offin' tha feds 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz bustin' heads 4 my hustlaz My niggaz
4 my hustlaz All my niggaz down tha road 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz offin tha feds 4 my hustlaz All my niggaz bustin heads 4 my hustlaz My
are versatile Now tell me is there anybody here? Ain't down with my set of atmosphere Have no fear coz soon ya will adhere When my homeboys kickin 96 is my
hit tha block(woo shit) On my way to check me a motherfuckin' grip It's about that time I got my hand upon my nine Plus my money be on my mind Stay away
life and your money and now I dip too my spot and bet nobody speak on the 8-7 and set up shop with yo rocks 'cause still all dogg go to heaven From my
out the club house Showin up with yo thugs , me and my thugs'll make yo thugs bounce I , suggest that you respect it , disrespect Ill have to check it
in shit with my otha bitch, ma otha bitch when my otha bitch on some otha shit like oh girl i need u to keep my secrets. Man look you my gutta bitch
imma get her I?ll have her wit a pillow where the casket won?t fit her The only reason I hit her was she kept talkin? greasy Lil? jump skeezy betta
ya own moves. [Verse 3 - D-Loc] I make my own moves so I set my own pace, I got my own rules double-dash is the name I do my own thing like the president
in the sky And all the crooks rob the place outside I'm so hype, I tkae your life, betta have my doe right Fuck my life, I don't need no mic! The new
s the I-N-C nigga, it's murder, M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers, Ja Rule, haha Ay yo Buck, turn this shit up in my motherfuckin headphones
good to these bad hoes Like my bush wet and undry like damp clothes What y'all niggaz don't know, it's eazy, to pimp a hoe Bitches betta have my, money
pretend Pick up my pen, in my hand One of my trusted friend friend, hey Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we
to these bad hoes Like my bush wet and undry like damp clothes What y'all niggaz don't know, it's eazy, to pimp a hoe Bitches betta have my, money fo'
You my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep my secrets