I know you fuckers envy, B-Real and Mr. Marley [Chorus x2: Damian Marley] (Fire fire fire fire fi-yah) (Fire fire fire fire fi-yah) Analog or digital
she don't scream your name then your game just shot I gotta couple reasons you can call me the boss Il'l drop a couple stacks and watch your ass get lost Joc the real
Burn my cit's on fire burn modern day tragedy crim on the rise police brutality my reality's B-A-D cuz the F-A-C-T of the matter's getting sadder check
(B-Real) I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses for the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and
. The flavor in your ear is strong like everclear. 200 proofs so put the match to the roof And set this b***h on fire. Get rich, the empire’s about to
m takin' 'em all Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape Two deadly assassins seelin' your fate [B-REAL] I spit out the fire you won't know
alive, singin' na na nana na na Singin' na na nana na na (Repeat) Black Jesus, White Moses, heaven freezes, hell closes B.Boy poses and punk rock chicks
peace with your momma, the consequence is dire 2 pieces of drama Boy you know not to play with fire La la la la la la la la [B Real Hand on the Pump
hahahaha All my niggaz locked down, all my nigga BX niggaz we ridin Uhh Blap blap blap! Guess who? Yeah [Fat Joe] Imagine some old foe with no fire The
phat laces W.C. Thunder thunder hot as fire it's the return of the three kings Zulu we're the gang bang empire (singsong) W.C. the C & B walker conduct
trees calmly listen to R&B when we get the call he's no longer wit' us fire your babysitters you lil' fucks fall back for real 30's the new 20 nigga
about I got shot nine times, I got shot Want everybody to be motherfuckin' sympathetic A yo 50, pull your skirt down B, A yo, Niggaz get shot everday b
already a legend if I ever leave Game get rid of me? Not little me Man I got 'em I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B) I'm hungry like I didn't eat I want it
Lil' Wayne [Chorus: B.G. and Juvenile, Lil' Wayne] [Juve:] Nigga you got that llello? [B.G.:] Well cook something nigga [Juve:] Nigga you let them K's go? [B
it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] I'm a rider boy, the hottest boy, respect me Cause I'm on fire boy, on fire boy Got them trees
time to do it nigga Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie! Come on, nigga Come on, time to do it nigga Nigga Come On, Nigga Come On Wodie! [Verse 2: (B.
even walk or even sit down Wipe your mouth off and let me hit now That Rum got me feelin' real good The dick hard like real wood I put it in slow and work it real
