And did you feel the flow Did you feel the flow? Can you feel it still? Did you bring some home? Did you go? Did the people bump against you And surround you
, you know that we Gs You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know
wrapped in rubberbands What you selling blow again ? How she got you holding guns but you call that hoe your friend (feat. Trey Songz) You aint suppoused to bring her home, What you do? you
This from us to you and all of them don't get gas my nigga watch your rims I started off in a hood, in what you would call a lemon.. Me? I was a nerd
Talking) Put you're lighters up if you want to Pull you're muthafuckin' Dodger caps over you're muthafuckin' eyes Til' you can't see shit I want you to
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
S classes for you bastards Catch a cab to Manhattan, with that Broadway actin' You hype, that Belly shit'll get you capped and wraped in plastic Tell
break yo' jaw like I break the law, leave you all in all And the ride is so clean, you won't know what you saw I sit low with a tall can, in a brown bag
he got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get you clapped
Fuck em I'm bout to get out, they all soft I blow up like a gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick? And be
'till you asleep And that's the payback Cause you acting like you did something Giving me a piece I had you muffling your screams in the sheets
me in Fuck 'em I'm bout to get out, they all soft I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick?
do me in Fuck em I'm out to get out, they all thought I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick
you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher
you sloppy You know that I'm, 8 levels above you nigga I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga I'm the wrong one to provoke You rattin
book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul? hahaha The rap game will fuck you up [Swifty McVay] I'ma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy You
I'll blow you away) [Verse: B.I.G.] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods