platinum row yo, anti hoe low, thats a no no so fuck po po, I push the 7-00, and not the volvo, C-town push the 6-00, I'm wit a bitch or im dolo, chips
L, put it on C'mon, put it on and on and on C'mon put it on Big L, put it on C'mon, put it on, represent, put it on, c'mon Nobody can take nuttin' from
to get stuck up that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it
to get stuck up, that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it
milk, man, you'd think that I was breast fed You know the steelo when the Diggy Dawg is on the scene I dedicate this to all the MC's outta Queens That goes for Onyx, LL, Run D M C
, at fully (break bread!) you shruggin' it off Keep it electric, sure, But NY Electra's not about electric wars Never seen a poor man's glimpse set fake
benz, seen her? 290 thou, wow Somethin your rap budget does not allow Why you laughin, I don't see nothing funny Pull back two mac-10's now it's a big
Dan Tanner That's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of chips There's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicks Like dominatrix chicks, there's
shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that fund c.d.'s
that feeling eventually Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-me's You a artist we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.'s
'm a coach not a player Not a gay M.C., I'm straighter My style is similar to AIDS You can F with it now But catch you later You can't touch this 'cuz
other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money And when the other homies heard about it they thought that it was funny But who's the dummy
with the whole 29 It's gon' be whatever it's gon' be And I'm gon' see whatever I'm gon' see And I'm gon' do whatever I'm gon' do So if it's fuck me nigga
gangsta ***, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get *** on We street connected, respected, I gets pathetic When I did it, I must admit it
acting like the shot from your ass whippin' Nigga, why you trippin', don't start slippin' now Fool keep flippin' It's not over, it's not over, oh oh Yo it
Chorus: I'm not sure anymore more Who is knocking at my door door All the people that I knew Acted funny when big ruck got some loot But they can't see
now I really feel, we all need some hip-hop police now It's all about C's now, too many MC's now Please now listen, I'm takin somebodys place Fuck who