Letras:
Lost Boyz Not A Test

Heat up in the winter in the summer take the tops off I'm from up north a New York City nigga About 6 feet I weigh a buck 50 nigga Not a pretty nigga

em out) Aye! <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> [Berse 1] TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life

you gone but not forgotten now my main wifey, dead as shady chicks, official Lost Boyz since the year of '86 and fuck these crooked niggas I could kill 'em with a

it's hard not to kill niggas It's like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't chill The streets is watching you, when you froze your arms Niggas wanna test

you gone but not forgotten Now my main wife, dead as shaded bricks, Official lost boyz since the year of 86 And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em with a

The type to start a beef then, run to the cops When I see you in the street got, one in the drop Would I rather be on tour getting a, hundred a pop Taking

Not even for a second when he wake up did he ask If today was gonna be his last An average day in the middle of a life Terminated by a sharp knife Killing

em out) Aye! <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> [Berse 1] TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life

not to kill n*ggaz It's like a full time job not to kill n*ggaz, can't chill the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms N*ggaz wanna test you