Yo, ayo get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers In condiminiums, overlooking our capers New york city, know way to play is gritty I want cheddar, so we can up in the 850 My whole like to puff l's and look jiggy Who wan' test this? my leave you chestless And ain't shit you can say to me when you be breathless Young, but I done did shit you won't do So go wit the bullshit you blab about goin through I got niggaz who on yo' block and in yo' spot Who sit next to you? protectin But they'll you, playa Don status, nigga we chipsesis And bad bitchsesis, frontin, in eclipsesis
Ayo, and the lox We takin knots from the out of state Any nigga make it hot, get found in lot You don't really come try, the one guy Who dumb high from blunt lye The of sing-sing alumni Who got more than a islamic farm So I pack sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs It's not a nigga in your gang it My ak slay gays, strays wit niggaz names on it Often I bug, then soften a thug Have a chump coughin blood, fill his with slugs Yo, you know I got enough to wreck a nation Any wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation You your crew and em and I'm doin em Then I'm beatin em with aluminum Then I'm two in em You can't touch me, been double sent, wanted for embezzlement A lot of things, but that's irrelavent
Chorus(x2): If you love the money, prepare to die for it Niggaz started somethin You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Niggaz done started
Yo, check out the kid get coke like sosa Never down chocha, be in the costa Rica, margaritas wit a mami Cleanin my tommy, showin to my army Whenever the lox rippy blocks, we kill em Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't em And this for the listeners, and And jealous rap cats that prefer dissin us My be so real, you can feel em in your vain ramello's pops from sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your Cartel lips, spittin clips at face We started from the see bad niggaz pardon, whatever We can do it at the Word life, this is real big I'm makin niggaz trial even if they not guilty
I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental Green bags drugs, get wacked for the love Twenty batter me, still couldn't shatter me I'm only gettin up, up your anatomy Official family, grants niggaz handin me I the finer things, and I hope you understandin me at the table, plannin and plug the fan in Let the sweat dry off and then your cannon Think you smartest, and the hardest, regardless If you a or a rap artist, respect me like pesci And if rap was hockey, I be gretzky, puffin Any ya niggaz started somethin Actin like you God or somethin If you god, i'ma makes a lot til you rot And if you a playa, then for everything you got And if you a thug, then bustin off shots And if you a dog, you better bite you bark
Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use Cause I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions For bigger portions, of extortion then Got fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu hearin How much darker must it get, how harder must it hit See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I a bunch of shit I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three when we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see sheep Bloodhounds found your shit in the mud traces of gun powder, residue and blood A I'd is impossible, so you know John doe is what they gon' be on that tag on yo' toe Now who gon yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the Son of a hard nigga that wouldn't listen So you got came for What's Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin Cause like I said before ain't nothin down until I eat Mu'fuckers it's all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches Well, I'm testin game, adressin bitches, and caressin bitches And dealin wit on all levels What I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin snakes Runnin wit niggaz you rebels I got an of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz That come through and niggaz 30 niggaz like to bury niggaz And scary get it all the time Cause they got is all of mine man was talkin shit until I pulled the nine And if I know you, I don't fuck witchu And if you wit my man, then he stuck witchu And it the money Cause I just lost my mind when he the line Sent his through his chest I tossed the nine, boss of crime Black gotti, I stack wit the black shotty Bitch-ass niggaz who act Get it
These is for real These ain't playin
This ain't no game You think we ryders