Front on me and get clapped Front on him and get clapped Front on us and get clapped You get clapped n**** Front on me and get clapped Front on him and
and get your fucking cash on And if a nigga got some grip, get your gank on But if a nigga popping lip, get your bank on Don't ever go out like another
dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelings Blame it on Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny) Blame it on
the, via independent fucker with the mic grill I'm highest pimpin', pull the trigger back In a submarine with sub machine loaded In an ocean, high deep Keep him on
man resisted arrest Then he started reachin' for somethin' That looks like a pistol I guess, so I pulled on a nigga I mean I pulled on the trigger figures
open on this one trick, now he's played out Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga
m puttin' hands on 'em One hitter, quitter, bob & weavin', karate stance on 'em Dance on 'em, ran on 'em, and land on 'em Put my brand on 'em, stand on
are literally looking at Woody and Wesley In a movie with a white boy ain't got to jump no where cause I'm here Nigga I'm on fire yeah and I'm every
again Full of controversy until I retire my jersey Till the fire inside dies and expires at thirty And Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that adverse me And put a curse on
the fads and the fashions step in and make on the microphone aiyo world domination is the base of foundation no time wasting fire walk we trail blazing
ve got my finger on the trigger Love is in control I've got my finger on the trigger I ain't lettin' go I've got my finger on the trigger Love is in
gga that you should have been on I handed you n-ggas my demo, dawg I couldn?t get on One time for my city bitch I?m putting it on Like a condom when I
flash before his eyes like a strobe light I pulled the trigger momma Tryna be hard, I aint mean to kill the n-gga momma But what's done is done I'm on
Put your ass in my path and I'm a blast it Mind over matter, I burn like battery acid Terrorizing, sizing up the guys-a Finger on trigger, when I pull
then I dipped into the ride that my man had Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to glide I'm rainin' on him, faster nigga, oh yeah, we're gainin' on
got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster Back to the topic we on, it
?s gone, you think you on, you still hustlin? backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm, it?s a fuckin? disaster Back to the topic we on, it all started
eyes is on ya That belongs to them killers that's gon' ride up on ya, bong (bong) It's gasoline in my tongue, Patron in my kidneys, weed in my lungs Trigger on