', wildin' and killin' Hustlers on a roll like they got a million Girls on the strap and you know that You know the guys will stop wildin' if you stop
game Was worryin' about a white boy gettin' the fame They dug out the foundation Now let me give a demonstration Say, you got a dope group from the hood
It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's Threw on enough gold for any girl's pleasure Left
', mothers make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max with the long dough High rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche style Blood letting weapons of death Stop
The fast lane, half heart, half money Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny Raise the risk, raise the profit And can't nobody stop it Unless your
wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out, beddy-bye [ ROUND 1: Nat The Cat ] Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented A power entertainer Catapultin above the top Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped
fuckin' G I break crazy A lot of niggas hate me but they can't fade me Stop me, clock me, cops wanna glock me Mutha fuck, mutha fuck, pigs can't stop
Undoubtedly you recognize this jam is the ultimate cut Uncontrollably you motivate and move your butt It's rough the beat is gangsterous, call it tough If you're diss'n stop
, time for some action Check it out now, the funk's so brother And right about now, you now I'm on that other Shit but you can't rock it like me though Niggas say I'm dope
shit get blown Way out of proportion way past discussion Just you against them, pick one then rush them Figure you get jumped here that's next They don't wanna stop
addicted to money, I'm addicted to clothes I been a pimp my whole life, so I'm addicted to ho's They feelin' on the big dipper, let 'em play with a stop
life From standin' on the corners boppin' To drivin' some of the hottest cars, New York has ever seen For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard From the dope
a feelin', I'm feelin' life Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game Bullet wounds will stop your
Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, it don't come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop And if I die today bury me in a dope
went from rolling wit' them rocks on the block To controlling my position at the top of every chart and I will not stop But we rock and we roll And you stop
ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man Get it calm Batman? Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts Lines are like mum's cat scans Cause they fucking dope