ooooo nananna they don't want it with us [Zed Zilla:] Yea they might puff dro and yea they might fuck hoes a yo all I know they want it with us I'm talking
nananna they don't want it with us [Zed Zilla:] Yea they might puff dro and yea they might fuck hoes a yo all I know they want it with us I'm talking
And we sling at soccer fields the yay They don't respect that, don't get your minds around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I send em
father but they gon' cus y'all so don't you even bother you know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin' 'cause it was dark at night but I
t scared Mama checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it Motherfuckas thinkin' they can stop 50, they losin' it Lil' nigga
You got to earn this, you can't take it Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega Walkin with my entourage
stood alone (Ashanti) but now (Ash) Don't you know that I will never leave (Nas) Murder Inc. y'all (Jah) It's MURAHHHHHHHH! Nigga, HA HA! (Nas) It's
on the track, Fresh for all his frame Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane That aint
start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) wait a minute [Ryan Leslie] Lets get it started, get it
more drink and we ready to cut you tuggin my front im squeezin ya but you ain't gone finish don't start no stuff, (i just want to touch) don't start
dice with and win dog Unless you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags When they came through they hollored
stopin' me I want the Don Joey Crack on top of me Don't want your stacks just break my back (Yeah) Gonna cut you no sack 'cause I'm on it like that (
in the thigh, he did nothing But that's Nas always looking out for breadrin' 'Cause when breadrin' they return love they don't stress him 'Cause gangstas
m makin it slap, I'm hemmin it up like that Stingin it, strikin it, swingin it fat, * DJ reverse * bring it back I be that nigga with a gat, boom-clack Don't
it ****, I'd rather get caught with my gun then get caught without it It's Gilla House ****, you know we here to smoke DJ, keep it Kool, Reggie, let
get it poppin I don't want no broke niggas no no I want the type of nigga who know how to ba-all [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] You don't no broke nigga I don't want
squad man Yeah uh yo uh yo Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger That means bring it
