To what you got When all you got is hurt One love One blood One life You got to do what you should One life With each other Sisters Brothers One
top I will put you underneath niggas We will take your whole tribe and I'm the chief nigga Your highest title numero uno I'm not that litte pregnant white
18 'Round here you never let the beef slide twice Everybody raised on 4 wings and beef fried rice Them mothers are getting younger today Got one by the hand, one in the stroller and one
ain't much of a fighter But I know, everything about rollin up, like a Dutch in a Spyder My dope is much more than whiter One hit'll have the fiends yellin
they hardly like me They hate to see me in a party icy Clean white T, sippin on Bacardi lightly Suade low cut Force, one caramel nightly [Chorus] (*
ain't scared of you motherfuckers I ain't no killer right But y'all niggaz gon' make me one For real.. leave me alone, shit You fuckin with the wrong one
one in the Scarface fountain do But they cant take the ayto (Nah!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm
don't understand how niggaz insist to knows bout How we spend car money to glist our rollz out Play bars and buy the Cris and Moes out Flash benjies just to twist the hoez out Fabolous the one
Bleek is over let Chris and Neef do it They say the wrong thing, I'ma smack 'em silly What you thought? Them was the only niggaz that rapped in Philly? See them niggaz
And when I die, bury me with the glock, and a bucket of shells In case niggaz want drama in hell [JT] Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz
the heater from bangin, or me comin through Droppin all y'all niggaz with three in the chamber Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin, one in the changer One
[Hook] [Verse III - Game] I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs Hit one switch mang, that ass so low Cali got niggaz
me is a emcee prepare for your burial I kill niggaz without lettin the Desert blow Razor tongue and I'm far from Haitian son All black like the range rover wheels niggaz
m the bomb, (I'm the mothafuckin detonator) One (dutch), one (bud), one (burner), one (slug) Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just (one
motherfucking city Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done I like playing six-to-one
