a little bit more (Was she a little more) Yeah, huh, but life goes on She was sixteen, maybe seventeen I was eighteen, nineteen maybe a little bit more
', I hope You listenin' How come I'm still stressed an' even though the squad's glistenin'? Why You had to take Pun, someone so young? Had so much more
off" "Head first on the street, don't worry, it's soft" So I jump, thump, i'm on a gurney Jacob laughs at me "your so fuckin' nerdy" Fuck him, I hate
didn't know it's like that I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack Yeah nigga, didn't you know it was like that? I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
do it} (G) Lay It On Me Lay it on me now Not so hard man Yo, I got Chinese eyes and Chinese suits Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots More updated
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe man let me get
(featuring Fat Joe, Ghostface Killah & Polite) [Intro: Raekwon] Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah Word
*featuring Fat Joe, Trick Daddy [Chorus] I ain't really here to play no games, Girl You already know my name, Yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain't no thang
This is the true story about Mackin Check it, times are changin' Talk about it, more so each year But the early mornin', stoned pimp is here, yeah So
L holding it down Until the box wouldn't drowned Yo actresses bouncing off matresses (QD: look at how fat this is!) Perfect to practice wit, matter of fact we get Even more
, hold the pills, my skills, so forreal Watch this candy rain fall, I'm on the real, 'No Hands' forreal I'm on a whole 'nother plateau 'Lean Back,' Fat Joe
click's wild I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin' hits now I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin' laws I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours So get
click's wild I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm makin' hits now I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin' laws I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours So get
, specialize in gunplay Triboro, so thorough, always Yo, Remi so crazy, rhymes be blazin' Styles just switch like hips on gay men Trips to the Cayman, rich and famous Rhymes so
for his chains And raise more throws and blows than dana dane I'm always strappin on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin And checkin socks for the fat
much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words Stick dick to your lip like chapstick My graphic I rap with More flava more paper I'm colder
, E-40, get breaded, get breaded Sauce Money, get breaded, Fat Joe, get breaded Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded Sauce Money, get breaded, Fat Joe,