Lyrics:
a body movin', I spin back, he gettin' clapped again (uh)
I be in the Nola with a choppa like I'm Soulja Slim (uh, hey, hey)
O'Block they my brothers but
her
He came through with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two MAC's inside the Volvo
What up, God? I'm still sober
I need some Henn' to bend
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
at home, like, wow
Yo, bitch, I don't got this dick up in her mouth
And I'm chillin' in this bitch, I'm in a zone
Nah, nigga, I'm recording on the Mac, not
'87 'til the end of me
And Mac been involved since '92 until infinity
That boom bap rap
They ask me how I do it, I tell 'em I'm just cool like that
started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by
blackin' out
Pulled the MAC-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'Fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair,
16
Since sixteen I been movin sixteens
I hold it down for my team
They know I'm Down for my team
I hold it down for my team
Age of 1 3 was
I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor
clothes
Any witness gets a .9 cold, could do this with a blindfold (oh)
I'm that player on the corner lookin' dry when it rains
Pimp a dollar out
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
and have you
Movin' like a snail nigga
Slow motion, sippin' on purp potion
I'm gettin money everybody, they know it
I be Roseing, chosen
A millionaire they
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 slatts
Taken by a ngiyak'tshelake boy Lax
Taken by a hiss from the slatts
Got that nine on my hip
Mac eleven I'm strapped
All of this ice and I look like
feat. Mobb Deep
Uh huh, yeah
Cluminati..
Q.B. (New Mobb Deep)
For the year 2G
(Best of Queens)
N****z know what the f*** I'm talkin bout
If
We got goons in the north movin the pack too
You get hit by the crew, make you do boogaloo
Boy I ride with the gang and we came out the zoo
‘Cause I
life," and, "Papa pass the MAC"
I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini fourteen callin'
From out the window of my drop
Uh huh, yeah
Cluminati..
Q.B. (New Mobb Deep)
For the year 2G
(Best of Queens)
Niggaz know what the fuck I'm talkin bout
If they don't hear,
Won't g-get out, now move, ooh
Don't fuck with that, little dude
I'm in the back with the Mac and the crew
Ooh we come to fuck in lil' boo, ooh
You know
Aye
Brr Brr
Aye
Aye
Aye
Its Sno Ho
I got Slimy thugs
I got designer drugs
We aint gotta
Im jus doin that shi just because
Movin slo motion
Throughout
or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley
This scheming don't affect me
I'm fresh I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than five hundred horses when I roll by
I'm
Compton in all black
But when we say what it do, they never say holla back
Bun B, the I'm O.G., like 95 Air Macs
Neon green outta fight club off a Fairfax
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
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