Lyrics:
of them sirens I dont buzz
Pick a cop that bugs me amateurs
[Chorus]
[Skit]
Oh man I'm out of gas
Let me stop by this house and see if anyboody in there
Partners-N-Crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause Ca§h Money didn't want'cha,
Imitatin' U.N.L.V.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas wanted to be like me,
The capital
now you all know it's true that the C22 crew is coming for you
With a beat that's brand new
That's right 'cause I'm the big smooth and you be feeling my
check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, and I'm a check you
I start most of my raps off kinda slow
just so you could see exactly where it
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
to keep this kinda s*** inside
What's on yo mind
Sometimes I wanna take some lives
Genocide to this rap s*** who tryna to die
Form a line h** be quite you
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
t'ken to reve'l the sh'me
Gott' m'n of steel your fr'me just to defy the pressure
Keep he't, two plus twenty-three by my dresser
Yessir, tryn' get p'id
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
the punchlines
Hit 'em with a one, and then the two
See that comes later
To prove to all ya'll that I ain't no one hit wonder
I'm with the sand crew
So its
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love
I'm so hood (remix)
Yeah, I wear my pants below my waist (we always gonna be the best)
And I never dance when I'm in this place
Because you
out
What you been waiting for
(Wha Whaoo)
T.H. that's the fucking
Crew now
Got you so high
You don't want to
Come down
Putting on
For the Mobb
And our
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
You See The Top Four Crews In
The Game I'm In Them
If You Don't Like Me, Do Something Then
Too Many Screwfaces, I Ain't In Them
I Want Paper
Dibby Dibby
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
Bitch please, b-b-bitch please
Take off the fuckin' crown and
Blow your fuckin' man, bitch
Hey Queen, H-H-Hey Queen
Get off the fuckin' horse and
Make me
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