bright B.B., you're the boss You're the boss You're the boss You're the boss You're the boss Yes, you're the boss, baby You pay the cost Well, yes,
dividends I just want to say I remember when [B.o.B:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this
, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep triple
T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho! Wanna see the wicked? Better know what you're in for! First, the fan side could be forgiven ? you didn't know!
over your will [Sen Dog] BUSTERS GET SLAYED...! [B-Real] ...when you fuck around with Real Take time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes) You
cause we're about to storm you like shitty weather (Chorus: B-Real & Sen Dog) (B-Real) I can see what you see what you asked for it has to be You set
sure that I can please you, but first, I gotta read you... Ooh, boy, you lookin' like you like what you see; Won't you come over and check up on it? (
light up the blunts As we give you motherfuckers just what you want [Notorious B.I.G.] I never knew, niggas had a clue On who was the king of the street
York For you rappers, I carry the cross [Nas] Y'all can keep y'all weak beats, from your corny producers There's a new king of the streets, you're gonna
you But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you Man, you got the power to do anything you want to Until you ask yourself, "Is that
ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C) Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvin on my nuts without bucks like Marvin You can't sleep, you
just grind blind Get up out this pit You without sickness Better get in the back of me Before your mouth get split Never look at a killer nigga When you're
your eight point sun Hold tight grip on the +God-U..Now+ you best be careful! Can't dodge two (??) aimed at your domepiece +Father-U-C-King+ police!! [
juked by undercovers You wonder why so many niggaz out there sellin crack because police allow that They add that to their paper stack, aiyyo People are you
to be the boss or you take a loss understand? Gotta play the hand that you're dealt, that's until it's yo' turn to deal Otherwise you get it how you
