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Yo, the sun shine forever But as long as 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 what, we air tight 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 that I'm two levels above you Hug me baby, I'm a you love me baby Talkin' crazy, gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is only gonna you broke So the only thing left now is God for these And B.I.G. you know you too for these cats I'm a win cause I'm too for these cats While they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't me, hit him while wifey was with him You of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low lately, the hate me The son of Satan, say my killing's too blatant You hesitatin' I'm in your crib waitin' Duct tapin' your destiny lays in my hands, gat lays in my Francis, M to the phenomenal Gun rest under 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 is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a bent real quick Real sick, nights, I perform like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, pack guns, And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch Kids or girl you touch, in this world I Two auto-matos, to call me fatso Now you call me Castro, my rap militant, y'all faggots ain't shit Oops Crystal keep shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you be alone Hold and say it like me The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic Park did to spark kids who start shit See me, me The Under-boss of holocaust yours, Frank White
We got the live shit from front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit from front to To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my 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 a bed full of money that 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, only use plastic, it to classics, hotter than acid P-D, rollin on your or CD The killa, no team illa The Fam-o, ammo, is every We been hot for a long time burnin a candle you can do is check your distribution My songs in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta me, you just mad cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and The in the two-seaters, with two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings when you us P. Diddy run the city, no pity I'm the one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' Matty broke the of your coke connect No respect squeeze off 'til all diminish Shootouts for minutes, until we finish took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas up, with just Mase and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The City, nobody come off like P.Diddy wise, I play 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 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? my bitches is at?
We got the live shit from front to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real 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 fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the live shit! y'all niggas wanna do?
It's all up now What I'm a do now, I'm a do now? It's all up now