WESSIIIR FOR LIIIRR NIIRR! What you bitch ass niggas didn't think I was comin' back. I told y'all niggas, I told all you niggas. You niggas couldn't fade
the right net Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout Y'all niggas won't be certified till
game Still, got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
you can't rap from the guts And B-Real sounding like he got baby nuts I don't know why y'all think y'all slick I don't know what rapper down wit your
Brisco] Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Because I don't see y'all Nigga get on my level! [Verse 1 - Ace
fuckas And fuck yah Fuck Y'all Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards 2paclypse mutha fuckin' know Y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick And my uncle Tommy's balls Fuck Y'all
by Atlanta, I got a mill' out there Billionaires Boys Club, can't chill in here Gold bottles of that bubb', y'all spillin' beer The boy only pour on that ace
can dance to some more jams Finally meet Nas and the whole fam Roseland, love is love when it's all good, clutch ya name Through my eyes, I'm all hood
nigga, you can't approach me in anguish Whoever said anything worth working for would be painless Can't be mad at the world 'cuz you and your girl ain't
Money bitch but for short its Y M hoe Love that shit so much I went and iced out the symbol All my niggas scarin ya All yo niggas scarier Scarier than
See I'm so, dipped fresh I wanna squeeze myself And do it so big sometimes I can't believe myself No matter how hard a nigga greed my wealth See you can
? I see you baby!) Gangstas nigga! Randy Van Troy! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all niggas lookin
speaking clearly so you can hear me I come through niggas always show me love I'm speaking clearly so y'all can hear me Niggas want beef, y'all could see
Act like, ya know, the masta ace don't play when it come to my bass, aahhhh Chorus: Check it out baby, check it out y'all I was born to roll (repeat
act like, ya know, the Masta Ace don't play when it come to my bass, aahhhh CHORUS: Check it out baby, check it out y'all I was born to roll (repeat
y'all Keep on Freak, freak y'all Keep on It's like that y'all Keep on Freak, freak y'all Keep on {Thank you As you all know, you just can't believe Everything
Well alright Only if you niggas could walk in my shoes homie This is "The Statement" [Verse] Uh Look in my eyes there's nothing mediocre Can't see the
can swallow the track Or you can swallow all them hollows that insert to the gat And see I gave, won't fold now I'm back in yo' chest It's all bets