thinkin' 'bout my man's passin' Stashin', the lex with a passion, gotta make it happen The block steamin' and 12 K the cops schemin' Security be on my back for
resumes} Fuckin it up like this especially for the Brown So orale suvale in the Brown side of town Yeah, it's for the Brown Crowd Orale holmes, this
bragging but tha world kiss yo ass so you where them f**ka's sagging cd of the newest choice and Nike's be tha shoe of choice candy paint, 24's boosters
your wife up in the basement, hundred thou' where you lay Plus I, get to da money like casinos A young, Robert DeNiro, six K off in the earlobe You know it's Carlito's
got with you baby? (Three) Alright let's party let's go! (Hello?) What's up where you at baby? (Leavin' the spot) Meet me at the crib baby (O.K.) How
other For po po's who watch, can't stop, it's hot But I gotta make a profit for my baby and my mother Straight up hustler What's the mental frame of
'all know you done fucked up Now whassup y'all better come roll with us Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista and we about this For those who doubt
it Peepin' all the latest G-shit Peep this I be gettin' around make no secret to this hall of game When they call my name then it's all the same The
Uh huh, you know where I'm takin' this I'm takin' it right there, they leave me no choice Aow! Uh, uh, oh She said she was a model for a year and a half
bruising." Yeah, I figured that much, wow they both look great "Yeah but don't try to stand up, just relax." O.K., I can handle that, Thank you so much for this
to let the know how we do Y'all ain't ready y'all, y'all ain't ready y'all Y'all ain't ready y'all Now I'm just in time for my game Never see me with
, heal, y'all We comin' healin' It's real, it's real It's realer than real, realer than real Heal, y'all We comin' healin', so better heal It's real, it's
me He's gotta mike He's got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes" He's
dank And if it's dank it gotta be sticky and stank It's the dope dealer 1-0 the powder pusher You's a pussy so you's a dusher and blood gusher I'ma
in my heart (Eah?) I'll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war I'll even go K for K with ya, now make your choice Better know when I'm in beef that
's Don't ever doubt a G, and have me spaz like Face with the K and my nose all powdery It ain't about the streets, it's 'bout the beast within That won
and all his glory (Man!) the Savior will come once again the Christ, the Son of Man, I say He's upon this style if you want to k now me, say me be
those nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that we can hope for as death? Maybe our lives don't matter that