you niggaz heard me, yeahhh [Chorus One] [Blu Goose] Yeahhhh, now I ain't Jigga but I keep Beyoncs with me I ain't Will but I keep a +Smith+ 'n West
em both Call em Biggie and Pac On the road doing shows Yeah twenty and pop She aint gettin shit from me unless you talkin brick money (yeah)(aye)I need that Will Smith Money That K Smith
I serve you from the heart 'cause love loves me And hate loves me So what the fuck you think? You can't fuck with me You paying dopefiends, to put 'em
m clubbin it Fake ID for the **** of it I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy? Two toy carrier,
will do you niggaz Don't none of y'all want it with Big Ock Hit you with the small Smith-Wess or the big Glock Give you a wig shot, small knife or big
out the back room Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me, plus them goochie frames, foul,
turn it up..yo you here me? [Cappadonna] Wutup Toney? [Ghostface] Wsup don' don'.. [ODB] All the way up.. [Ghost]You know how we do.. [Cappa] Let's get this paper together.. [Ghost]You
, turn it up..yo you here me? [Cappadonna:] Wutup Toney? [Ghostface:] Wsup don' don'.. [ODB:] All the way up.. [Ghost:]You know how we do.. [Cappa] Let's get this paper together.. [Ghost:] You
you So to diss you wouldn't be fair But at the same time if I listen to what you tell me I wouldn't be here Shit turns to gold when I touch it So me looking
king of the underground so act like you know me (Next up!) [Kool G. Rap:] Feel me... Homie, we big steppin, big reppin We givin kids Smith & Wesson's lessons, you
I see through them like glass Popo lookin' for me, for some shit I did in the past If you don't like me at first, I'm gonna grow on you like a rash This
You testin Smith and Wesson You the next on the list to die [Lil' Wyte] So you say you krunker than me motherfucker Bucker than me motherfucker Tougher than me
nobody fuckin' wit me, this side of the city Northside gangsta ride turn you liars to sissies You ain't bangin' shit so miss me wid ya bullshit comment You know me
Elder Smith. Oh, I knew we'd get paired together. Your location will be... France. France! Land of pastries and turtlenecks! Two by two I guess it's you and me