They say it look good in the caskit.. want it you can have it, What the f*ck you got a gun, For if you won't blast it, Yo gotti nigga, mister, mister
my fifth album, ?bout to quit like rule So go head and try it, see it just don?t match And ya man hate me, ?cause y?all just don?t match Got my gun on
, said "You don't want the action These ain't E pills, nigga, these is fuckin aspirin Bean, blast 'im, Homo' get his girl for his cash and Yo, E, go stop
Yo even if I just cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist And don't be scared to die, I aint give you a choice Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause
Three: Sheek Luchion Yo, hard as it is to make a buck I ain't tryin' to get stuck So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I don't give a fuck It's all about
asshole, yo i don't play around i lay it down fuck around, i spray around flick a biscuit, nigga risk it my ass, you can kick or kiss it [the
bitch with glasses Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock I'm a tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit Life is real,
can't be touched, niggas give it up Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up Crime life Yo, yo, when it's on it's on, writing's on the floor Guts
life asshole, yo i don't play around i lay it down fuck around, i spray around flick a biscuit, nigga risk it my ass, you can kick or kiss it [Jadakiss
puff Black's Some Newports Tap tap Too Short, even chop New York If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna hear it! Lac on pancake, while I'm pourin' up the
You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know Joe You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Ashanti (Fat Joe) When I look in your eyes there's no stopin' me I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me (Uh-huh) Don't want your stacks (Yeah) Just
out they windows when they hear me beatin up the streets Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say, every single motherfuckin day, yo But I ain't trippin
puttin this shit up, fuck dat man Ya'll niggas want me to be a crook again I know how to do that man don't even play wid me like that yo We spit rap
stopin' me I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me Don't want your stacks just break my back (Yeah) Gonna cut you no sack 'cause I'm on it like that (
and my father But they gonna cause y'all so don't you even bother You know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin' 'Cause it was dark at
And we sling at soccer fields the yay They don't respect that, don't get your minds around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I send '
Feel the force this young horse known as Rule Gave more paper to jigga for my jewels And lord knows ain't no pussy going to stop my flow I don't love