no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit Niggas like you probably snitch.. do a nigga then get rich Niggas like you always fit, 6 feet deep inside a
got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich Niggas like you always fit, 6 feet deep inside a
no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a
flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year
, a nigga front, gun clickety clack Make it hard for you niggaz that rap 'Cause when you gotta pick up the slack Pick up a pack or pick up a plaque You
Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics
s talkin' 'bout they got guns Like tecs 4-5s and shotguns, really they never shot guns Go 'head act like a gangsta claim to clap like a gangsta It's
figures, a motherfuckin' made nigga (Can you feel me?) A motherfuckin' made nigga I got a plot to get richer, take my picture A made nigga Nigga, I
nuttin' you hear Just scream and shout and just wild in here Chorus: 3x New York, they ain't ready for it A-T-L, they ain't ready for it Oh, Oh, Oh,
!! [l boogie] This is for my mob and my thug niggas Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a
's endless How I massacre crews Leave you solo and friendless Contact lens less then lifeless The trifest mc You never wanna fight with Or rock a mic with Carry a
s a booger you can't count on me I'm a give a cockroaches, mos definitely [posdonus] Now the apartment is getting kinda hot up in here I guess a de la
stole, whoa, listen man Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the wall And a fifth in hand, I'll put
avoid this Side effects of, hot raps and hot tracks A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black My culture, glides and attacks just like a vulture
a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
another Sold out show tomorrow night in L.A. [This is the life] Robbie: Whoa did you hear that sold out in L.A! Whoa! Farmain: Ow Ow needle in finger
mouth till they catch lock jaw, I got plans to spend a million and more Before I hit a million and four, before death, Pull a gun on me squeeze one in