Lyrics:
what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…
[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll
ta quicken put to derail my thugs
Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruise in my Mercedes
As ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
got your name at the top
Of "fuckin' dead bitch" list
Meet Mr makaveli's terror, mack of the year
Thug of the era death Row and Outlawz
Nobody does this
'm feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
whole fuckin click nigga, what the fuck you came for
I'm a ride with ya, or die with ya
Fuck it, we came this far, I ain't leavin without ya
Mr. magic
off the tongue
Yah cute playboy, when I stunt
One by one you standin in line
And one by one and I'm checkin out your rump
And oh yes Mr.Capon double
your gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me
I shoulda been done come wit
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
of a
Slave and a chain nigga
I get it how I live it's
1 and the same nigga
Mousy I be the truth of these game niggas
Invision weighed by a lil water came
And I couldn't sell out my ci-ty,
Murder now to come up, move,
Bone'll be bringin' that city, wit me pin me,
Nigga, this the team, by the way, don't
it home (that did not make it home, gang)
Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit
the struggle
Not taking different for granted
Being Latino
Where blacks and browns are equal
Im surrounded by my people
Why is our
Culture viewed as lethal
I
looking for big tits and some butts
keeping an eye on my posible enemies
with my cuete tucked...what!
Mr. Sancho one of the original Califa Thugs
used
pockets full like I'm lil baby and they ain't talkin bout Gunna gunna when they say that Yung nigga a Gunna it's cnote but u can address me as mr 100 all
faces cases, judges n jurors, masons lawyers n cops
I watch 'cause every thugs face is my mirror
But this was one in particular
This kid he was
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
not to live like a thug
I dun' ran all my obstacles over
I'm crushin' ya' head
I ain't talkin' bout bone
Got the rock in my hand
I'm ready to roll
Stack
ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now don't
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
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