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Yo, the sun don't shine But as long as it's here we might as well shine together Better now than never, business before P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
right, no matter what, we air tight So when you hear somethin' make sure you it right Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin' Our music keeps you what are you provin'? You know that I'm two above you baby Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is gonna leave you broke So the only thing now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats While makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him while was with him You of us, the murderous, most shady on the low lately, the feds hate me The son of Satan, say my killing's too blatant You hesitatin' I'm in mama crib waitin' Duct tapin' fam' destiny lays in my hands, gat lays in my Francis, M to the iz-H Gun rest under your by the abdominal a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few Excellence is my presence, tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, guns, ridiculous And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch Kids or girl you touch, in world I clutch Two auto-matos, used to call me Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, faggots ain't killin' shit Oops Crystal keep spillin' shit, you it homes You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be Hold and say it like me The most shady, Frankie baby, Graphic, tryin' to dough, like Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start See me, me The Under-boss of this Truly yours, Frank
We got the real live from front 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?
We got the real live from front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
Put money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get laugh on See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a bed full of money I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it to classics, hotter 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 your My songs in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you mad I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The heaters in the two-seaters, with two Senoritas, rings when you meet us P. Diddy run the city, no pity I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook' Matty broke the neck of your connect No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we Venice took the loot, escaped, in the bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas step up, with just and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The Brick City, come off like P.Diddy wise, I play men Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, Another day in the life, of the
We got the real live shit from to back To my niggas in the world, where the 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 front 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?
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We got the live shit from front to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit! Fuck y'all niggas do?
all fucked up now What I'm a do now, I'm a do now? It's all up now