Letras:
P O Box N C

a faggot nigga wig He got G-Unit wings, throw them off the Queens Bridge Now your career is over, career is over We in QB, banging CNN in the rover T-O-N

shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherfuckin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a

where the bloods at the bee hive Ain't nothin sweet unless its presidential Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get

need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D

box keep makin' it through Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you To my n**** Pharoahe, stay up homie To my n**** Z Ro, stay up homie

-Dre) I'm just coastin' drop the top and roll straight S.M.V.C.C. 805 it's the ghost stay aint no place that i'd rather be then the B.I.G B.A.D 1 3 C

Think outside the box a little bit, box with an R Yeah, well, no box with a B A L K S like a pitcher Ah, as opposed to B A C H S Right, think outside

for a record called Beat Rock It mean a lot spinnin' on my Walkman Shout out to the Afrika Bam' And to the X to the P the double-O-N-Y The one MC, who

-800-split a faggot ***** wig He got G-Unit wings, throw them off the Queens Bridge Now your career is over, career is over We in QB, banging CNN in the rover T-O-N