for mine, my crew live a life of crime Constantly non-stop, when they on the climb And BK, no such thing, it's dark The sun go down, the tool start to
know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest Rap artist and I'ma start
mine, you gots to have the heart I've seen 'em, come and I've seen 'em part If you ain't want beef then why did you start? Front from the light catch
I'm in the Rolls listening to the bars Leaned back wit a chick smoking on cigars From Bogota, Colombia, chicks from Panama The diamond fellow, mami hello
THAT'S CRAZY) I'm on the run from the law (OH THAT'S CRAZY) These fools runnin up and chickens raw (OH THAT'S CRAZY) It's a G from the streets (OH THAT
was WHOA (THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up daisies (THAT'S CRAZY) Ask a made nigga the keys to the crip (THAT'S CRAZY) Just came home from doing
can stop and there's certain things in life that can't be stopped Let's go.. "And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys.. Starting at guard.." [P. Diddy] Y
yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P. Diddy We got the real live shit from front to back To my people in the world, where the fuck
t this make you wanna groove? Let the feelin' get to you And let us get you high on music, on music Come enjoy the ride Need I remind y'all I started from
We got the real live shit from front to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck
went raw Back of my mind countin up the big score Violators from the door, she lookin up from the floor Sore from all the pain her body couldn't ignore So far from
And fuck for dough, like I give two shits Wildfire call from Hong Kong Hello, "Yo Kain, I just spotted Sean Jean" Hold up, some information was missin' I just got the same page from
buy japan, trick im just stylin money insane my generals poppin bottle i was buyin out planes just to fly around spain fuck a recession im still investin
the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what Out of this world like Mars, when I spit these bars Come fuck with these stars
to Paris, ...bonjour! ... See, we all just came to party, Don't you wait for the past, just... And when we start going in this club You go start coming
took some, left some Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star I'm florid idol, takin all titles Whole family 'spect it, whole fam connected Fuck off the
as soon as I start writing I start going through physical Deeper into my spiritual I'm so fuckin' lyrical MJG the realest the truth the definition Just call me the competition, I'm still stomping and pimpin' I'm still working with Diddy, still fuck
, yeah, yeah While we hit you with another one of them Old phenomenal shits Nineteen-ninety-six, that nigga comes through With another one of them fucking