wrong are you an heir to How can I be compared to Nigga you fallin off with a parachute Ya stack short, you got some earnin to do You new school, just
near you, street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad boy killing (Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame) Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you
Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame Yo, check this out, I'ma tell you like this Street Fame If the lifestyle that you livin' Got you takin' more fuckin' shorts
if you're comin' to see me, nigga, bring a cask' and crutches And niggas, I dont' need a gun for you, none of you 'Cause I can kill you dead with the
takin' out this time To give you a piece of my mind 'Cause you can't knock the hustle Who do you think you are? Baby, one day you'll be a star Last seen
destinations with split second acceleration It caps enough time to witness you're gone evaporation Slash paragraphs that emphasize my emphasis Abbreviate lyricist the lyrical short hands I kidnap planes for
ain't got but two I can't knock you for not knowing But I could for you not wanting to learn Nor for asking, but I could for you not wanting to earn
. blige Takin out this time To give you a piece of my mind (cause you can't knock the hustle) But though you think you are Baby one day you'll be a star
max bids Niggaz clap shit, ain't no acting in this You a playa? Well nigga who you working for? 'cause who coachin that team that you be otin for? When I ride by, I know you
clap shit, ain't no acting in this You a playa? Well nigga who you working for? 'cause who coachin that team that you be otin for? When I ride by, I know you
chose twin hos, some of those cum-on-their-lipstick tactics Now low and behold, well I'll be goddamned if the stack didn't increase ten-motherfuckin-fold Must you
shouldn't be bothered by people like you" "Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend me a nickel?" "Get out, get out, I'll
game when it's in your face Well, alright ch'all, ha ha ha You think the town rid of Short? You must be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don'
style if you had a pair of handcuffs In all disrespect I'll snatch you by your neck And do a suplex and step So nigga you can check my credentials Just
in our high top louie?s shorts is the coogies open up the door when you take her to the movies when you meet the parents you tell De Niro her boyfriend
top louie?s shorts is the coogies open up the door when you take her to the movies when you meet the parents you tell De Niro her boyfriend is zero she
Stash spot for my burner, in my car do' mayn-mayn Yeah I'm rapping, but I'm still trapping stacking that dope mayn-mayn [Z-Ro:] If you hang with haters, you
So if you're comin to see me, nigga, bring a cask' and crutches And niggas, I dont' need a gun for you, none of you Cause I can kill you dead with the