(sucka nigga where ya murder game at?) Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?) Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?) You talk
. Nets, private jets Millionaire heir to Antigua, with Ananda, the MTV diva Nas, how do we survive all this mess? (I didn't survive) East vs. West the rap game
like they all legit (c'mon) Frank tell how we did it, go [Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy) We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights (yeah, c
wanna hurt nobody, just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D.E.A. and the F.B.I. I.R.S. can kiss my ass, U.C.P.D., F.C.C. Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga
in this murder game, insane See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him Hunt on this deadly prowl Watch out for the nightfall, when them come Mo murder
x: Benzino] Blood, slugs, murder, jail Pussy, drugs, power, bail [Prodigy] Nigga, I throw you in the shark cage - straight Mobb nigga And nigga P ain't playin no games
But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me? I never sleep like my city when it's time to get this money Got game, spot game, so don't act
I peep thugs have drugs to sell you Don't fuck wit the L U N I Z, that's what they tell you Peep the murder we wrote, we roll with C note And Noo-Trybe
D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch then hittin' the stash Before the year 2000
, the one time be gafflin' Murder is a headline Half an ounce of chronic is a misdemeanor One gram of hard is fed' time The name of the game is survival
Smoke somethin', bitch UGK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab, sippin'
niggaz hate that I know they do, whatever happens gotta stay true Be real with a nigga be real with you, you get a chick Southside too Stay on top of game
Far from temporary son I'm very permanent Hittin? M.C.'s like an intoxicant Sent to prevent, monopoly is my intent The means is what I invent, this mental murder
'll do to God's children if they jerk me Hurt me , never , that'll be a sin I'ma put the Bible to your head and shoot through Matthew verse 10 What C'
, shit I remember I was just like you Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's 'Cause G E D, wasn't B I G I got P A I D, that's why my moms hate
bunch of smoke flow astoundly New assembly, new identity, remember me Keep remedy for the poison of my enemy Martin Remy, Jack D to, to allizy Yo, to Motif, Dom P
