him Older niggaz than him, stay buggin' on him Tellin' him he weak, he ain't touch my skin But once again CNN prevail, thorough 'Cause even the G-est don't
ain't Yoko My hoes, I keep 'em lookin' good, right, but no dough [Outro: sample] I don't want no horns blowing.. I don't want the -- I don't want the
's going down man, word man Sup black? Niggaz is fuckin' around my gate man Word? Fuck em yo, I'ma murder somebody man For real I ain't playin' Whatever
't hit me no more" Wavin the four, four, all you heard was, "Ras, don't hit me no more" Wavin the four, four, aiyyo Kurupt, hit them niggaz wit the hardcore
I'm fuckin around wit yall stupid ass niggaz too Aint no niggaz in jail but dumb niggaz Niggaz trip me out you ain't a real nigga if you ain't been to
pop Official player anthem, say what you drankin' shorty? Pop that Henn, roll somethin' Let's get this party started I roll with Bad Boys, we like them bad girls Them fast girls, them
'9"] Slaughter gon' be runnin you over over a century You ain't one of The L.O.X., you don't flow nowhere near me You ain't Tip, Ali Shaheed, Phife Nigga
niggaz cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you Even all of them Haitian niggaz won't believe this voodoo Can yo' pussy be chaka, don't let me speak in patois
with our religion, where I'm leaving We been a victim, see we ain't just suspect here We leaving proof, that there ain't been no justice here My hood [
Shake that ass a little more my way But baby, I don't dance, not that I can't, there's a pistol in my pants Said, "My niggaz don't dance, we just pull
the fuck want it? Niggaz still talkin'? Who the fuck done it? Niggaz sendin' threats man who the fuck comin'? Ain't no pussies over here nigga ain't
Niggaz ain't platinum, they album still, went barely wood I bring your [Incomprehensible] down, samples now you have to clear it Niggaz talkin' shit like lyric records, I ain't
don't want your grill, you don't want to live You don't want your kids, you don't want your crib But that's exactly what you're losin' If you don't want
I'ma hit all the homies when I.. [Chorus] [Twista] I lay you niggaz out like tomorrow's outfit You gettin me pissed, you niggaz ain't about shit Before
Lose sight of what you believe and call it a night This ain't the light-weight, cake mix shit that you're used to Teflon territory you just can't shoot
, 'cuz I ain't tha dad, of they child But bitch look her dat 1 and park wild I don't really care if y'all niggaz hate me (Go head) 'Cuz I'm out here
Bitches on the waste can't serve 'em ROC without Jay won't work? Shit like we ain't here Actin like SP ain't here How ya'll niggaz can't see that
[Verse 1: AZ] I holds it down for the convicts that live in a box And them little grimy niggaz that live in them spots Venimous plots, real nine ? glocks