so don't know who I know Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail Comin up I heard sippin
was hit and out the game I said "one more flick", Test my aim in the range I'm like "one more clip", It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on some shit, Man
and Jay It was a funky fresh crew and I'd DJ What a shock it was to be on the steps Comin from a nice home now livin in the projects No regrets cause
hit and out the game I said "one more flick", Test my aim in the range I'm like "one more clip", It's my brain, I'm insane, I be on some shit, Man I run
[Tony Yayo] Yeah, yeah (c'mon!) These rich sluts love me like I'm Morris Chestnutt They hit me on the 2-way, beggin to link up My wrist is blinged up