glock. And why bury Christopher Wallace? Cali's stressin' for Pac. In my Jam J's I bust a shot for Scott LaRock. My life is real like 50's beef with'
mac 11's better strap your weapons niggas thugs is who you be testin' Flesh: If you try that nigga will reckon wit my double glock pop that off leavin
Oh that nigga think he sweet (Yo pass that mac man) Yo not for nothin, that video shit and all that... Fuck that, (yo when I'm a hit that nigga all up
My album about to drop in 7 days But I still poke a rapper at the VMA's Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
dime Pistol on my waist gon' need a funeral at wake Cuz ima pull that motherf**ker dead in your face R.I.P I know my history run dmc But my girl is
Wipe That Off But I Thank You For Putting Me Right Back Lord And To You Father I Would Give My Life Back For It That Knife That Sword That Gun That War
You Father I Would Give My Life Back For It That Knife That Sword That Gun That War Make Ya So Called Soldiers Just Run Like Gore Yeah Frank That is
, I'm Paid, I'm Paid [Verse 1] Give a woman none (uh' uh') I already gave my brother some It's my sister's turn Ain't it funny how the fish do birds
with this See hittin' corners ain't no real biggie I'm use to be set in that (?) wit my still flippin' I'm pistol grippin'...ridin wit my grill glisten
in common Since I done became star I done became bigger Swervin' right into my peer's lanes Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's name One
crazy shit got You may be gettin' a bigger attitude than maybe Kim's got And the shit's almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch got I know that "
My Words Are Weapons Lyrics [Chorus x 2] My words are weapons (I use em to crush my opponents) My words are weapons (Never show no emotion) My words
2 I bet ya lovin me (? ? ), drink and drown in my own iniquity, But fuck that, I'm gonna rap till y'all get sick of me, And clutch my last sack, it's
danger, my body emits Chemicals straight to the brain so that I?m fully equipped I contain my mental anger By letting it rip From the chords in my pores
my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime Takin' fair chance after chance, but I got to dance Take the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
' down threw in my day Moe yo Screw, yeah Moe comin' down made that candy wet Moe yo Said a Moe Big Mow ridin' down on chrome Y2K with my headlights on
Im 2 Seconds From Prison Food Ima Different Dude Pistol In My Reach Man Still In Long Beach Man Hoping If My Grind Dont Help Me Get Out My Speech
all side vegetables Prosperity rhymes, lines Casians and Asians Let's blaze niggas with the shine Chorus(x2) Raekwon: Yea word up, that's right ha ha Ya'll be loving my
