're all alone, do you think about who you fool? It's all me, kid. But now, whos foolin' who? Never thought itd come back on you, but people like you, who
ridiculous flow, I never let go Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler Tri-angular push-up
over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga? Hell yeah. Would you kill for me? On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What's up
musical session (STOP!) stressin, testin, second-guessin, who's 'fessin? Life is a lesson in disguise like a blessin Blinkin, kickin, better back up chickens The guns
Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) On my side aint nuthin but, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up
know she's bad Everybody GET UP! Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Fat Joe over Chorus 2] Guess who's back? Yeah, guess
To bein up in them white clubs Like hey, I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff Plus I fuck with the white boys, skaters and bike boys Who may act
10 and wish you could start all over again Brand new inmates and who do ya see Your baby brother in shackles, a fool, a lil ass gee..... A fool,
, we can go ride- get this money Determined as the Energized Bunny, make a left Underground parking, guns start sparkin' ATF enemies all around start chargin' Tryin' to fuck up
crazy click doin' whatever to get us wild when we pumped up you ain't anotha bitch I ain't goin' lie, put ya guns up, show 'em who really runnin'
Lookin for the hoes, at a club - full of drunk fools (WHAT WHAT WHAT?) Who wanna get it krunk non-stop (WHO YOU WIT? WHO YOU WIT?) Yo chill fo' dem guns
Hice sat there singing 2 to the pac litte Angle sure has grown from the lady in the liquar store who keeps forgiven so com home maybe in time you'll understand only guns
; I'm the prodigy you need to keep ya eyes on Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Who get
- I'm the prodigy you need to keep ya eyes on 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get
there's no let up, you walked into a set up It's suckin' you down and now you can't get up Why because you froze the moment we met up And I never run
had to kill the man Called up Raymond who is crazy as I am He got the ammo', he got much guns Trunk the funk, now, my posse is ready to pump the chumps
up their chests like pasty's Couple girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy Comin' down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns
