(who want it) come to my hood get some (who want it) wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) touched up (who want it) fucked up (who want it)
(who want it) Come to my hood Get some (who want it) Wanna start shit in the club boy (who want it) Touched up (who want it) Fucked up (who want it) [
the death I was sellin' and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn
I'm callin your bluff, what you ever tote? I'm raw and uncut like Columbian coke Now how many of y'all wanna fuck with me? Trick question, who wants
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck I spend it like it don't mean nothing Blow it like it's suposed to be blown Motherfucker I'm
we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rockin it right Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it Yeah, toss it up now!
Witness me strapped with macs Knew I wouldn't play that All you old rappers trying to advance It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square
(feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo) Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit I got beef wit any nigga
It was too loud for me to hear her speak And she had a broken arm It was close, so close that the walls were wet And she wrote it out in letraset
, love you dont know what you're runnin away from, Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia, Who wants to sleep in the
tell me can you handle it show me how you work dem hips and maybe you can roll with it I know that you wantin this tell me can you handle it show
bun we ganga farm A hustle man a hustle a we nah commit nuh harm A trick dem wan fe trick we like dem tink sey man a tom A long time it a gwaan a long
how we doin it (Ha, that's how we doin it) That's how we doin it (Yeah, that's how we doin it) Yo, guess who coming through for dinner (Who) Busta Rhymes
get it, I'm givin it all I got Y'all haters can't hold me. (No Way) And y'all don't want to zone me (Want it your way) So when I get, I'm gon' get it
Paint shinning brite like morning breakfast Once I slide up in the party pull the best fits Yo chick still want me even though she pregnant Run game on a trick
Trick get back (uh), trick get back, (u tell her) trick get back, for ya ass get smacked, (u tell her) trick get back (what), trick get back, (u tell her) trick
t want me to do dat Yeah I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at More Bin Laden talk, disappearin like Pookie from "New Jack" Said it, yeah it's all out war
a cocanut shell Fuck No! You want tell your little veteran tales So when I put the smoke in your mouth You better inhale Suck it! You ready lets get it
