Murder, Nana, murder, Nana. (Murder, murder). Murder dem, murder dem mi nuh competition. I gwaan, murder dem. . Sexiness you need some of mine. Come kick it with me shorty.
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My peoples is watching you watching me. Lots of envy and hate is what it gots to be. I heard you tried to destroy my whole monopoly. But if I take it to ya face ya 'gon cop a plea.
I taste just like candy.. candy. I taste just like candy... .. so dance with me. . Yo, now let me paint y'all a picture. Fox pimp hard, just quiet like a whisper - don't get it mixed up.
My peoples is watching you watching me. Lots of envy and hate is what it gots to be. I heard you tried to destroy my whole monopoly. But if I take it to ya face ya 'gon cop a plea.
(Chorus: BoBo Norco). DJ Ghost. Why you mad, cause I'm rich?. Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga). It ain't my fault that you love that bitch (Nigga).
"(Damn! Rapid Firing Squad) Back at your ass again, nigga. (First Family). World's Famous. (Firing Squad) Look here.". . Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze).
7-1-8 Brownsville, what the fuck you want niggaz?. New York, you ready for this shit? I don't think so, motherfucker. Yeah M.O.P. for life. Radio, niggaz never play us.
"Cold, ass, ice, you know that you are. Cold, ass, ice, you're cold as ice to me!. Cold, ass, ice". . Yeah, ha ha, oh shit! (You're as cold as ice). Yeah! (You're willing to sacrifice).
I grew up on the foul side. Nickel-bag valcyte. Purple tops, two for fives. I had seven grams. Outside with my eleven mans. On the corners with a pocket full of contrabands.
[Intro]. Aye yo you. Still up at the hood spots. Still no security, still gotta swaga like my pops. Still water run deep when that coke is cheap. But when that price go south, get your surf boards out.
I done had money. I done been broke. I done been talked about something awful. Done been lied on by so many folks. I done even been depressed at times.
Ok is this thing on here. Ok it's my turn to talk about it, alright. I want to talk about the Lyfe Jennings project. Album number 3... now this project kind of reminds me of an ephipany I once had back in the old country ya know Jersey..
See, women change every day. So that means that you have to learn her every day. You know? It's like going back to college, man. Let me show you what I've learned about my wife.
Haterz gettin mad. cuz they btch chose me. All we do is smoke and fck. and drink Hennessy. (Bruh I just fck' em and leave em'). Haterz gettin mad. cuz they btch chose me.
She cold blooded. like a zombie. (ya, ya, ya). She don't give a f*ck about you n.i.g.g.a.z. like Romney. (ya, ya, ya). She a stripper. but her family like the Cosby's.
Yo, testing.. This thing back on again.. Alright, perfect, God damn good.. Yo, this is Rondell Beene,. I'm back on the motherfuckin' scene,. And I'm upset as a motherfucker..
[Bugz]. Gimme some hash. And when I trip nigga gimme ya mask. Then after that lend me your mack and gimme your cash. That precious thing you call a life ill put an end to fast.
[Gun shots followed by screaming]. . [Proof:]. Pow-pow! Straight off the corral. Now, the dirtiest street vet from the mile. Is vexed without the techs and six shooter.
[Verse 1: Swift]. A loose canon,. when they see the strap, they scatter. I got bitches busting out of their clothes like Bruce Banner. I roll thick as Britannicas.