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Yo, the sun shine forever But as as it's here then we might as well shine together now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it
Yeah right, no matter what, we air So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear it Don't a ass outta yourself, by assumin' Our music you movin' what are you provin'? You know I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but And that jealousy is only gonna you broke So the thing left now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win cause I'm too for these cats they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, shady Been on the low lately, the hate me The son of Satan, they say my too blatant You hesitatin' I'm in your mama waitin' Duct your fam' destiny lays in my hands, gat in my waist Francis, M to the iz-H Gun under your vest by the abdominal a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent quick sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, guns, ridiculous And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch Kids or girl you touch, in this I clutch Two auto-matos, to call me fatso Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, faggots ain't killin' shit Oops Crystal spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the zone, you shouldn't be alone Hold and say it like me The most shady, baby, fantastic Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic Park did to spark kids who start shit See me, me The of this holocaust yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit from to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggaz is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
Put your money on the table and get math on Break it down, split it up, get your on See you later Dog, I'ma get my on There's a bed full of money I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it to make classics, than acid P-D, rollin on tape or CD The girl-boy killa, no illa The Fam-o, ammo, is every We been hot for a long time burnin a candle What you can do is check distribution My songs in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you mad cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it be
We got the shit, Mac tight, knuckles and flashlights The in the two-seaters, with two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us P. run the city, show no pity I'm the one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' broke the neck of your coke connect No respect squeeze off all y'all diminish for twenty minutes, until we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him step up, with just Mase and 'em Placin' in funerals, criminals turned aroused The Brick City, come off like P.Diddy Business wise, I men Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, day in the life, of the Commission
We got the real live shit from front to To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit from to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the live shit from front to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit from front to To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit! y'all niggas wanna do?
It's all up now What I'm a do now, What I'm a do It's all up now