| [00:33.69] | come on come on |
| [00:34.75] | take money |
| [00:35.94] | come on come on |
| [00:37.20] | take money |
| [00:38.45] | come on come on |
| [00:39.83] | wass up niggas |
| [00:40.79] | First off, **** yo' bitch and the clique you claim |
| [00:43.46] | Westside when we ride, come equipped with game |
| [00:45.94] | You claim to be a player, but I ****ed your wife |
| [00:48.61] | We bust on Bad Boys, niggas ****ed for life |
| [00:51.16] | Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip |
| [00:53.53] | Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-ass bitches |
| [00:56.25] | We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels |
| [00:58.61] | Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules |
| [01:01.60] | Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya |
| [01:03.62] | Cut your young-ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased |
| [01:06.82] | Lil' Kim, don't **** around with real G's |
| [01:08.75] | Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so **** peace! |
| [01:11.74] | I'll let them niggas know it's on for life |
| [01:13.67] | Don't let the Westside ride tonight (ha ha ha) |
| [01:16.45] | Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed |
| [01:18.63] | **** with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know |
| [01:22.03] | See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac |
| [01:23.84] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [01:26.79] | Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish |
| [01:28.74] | Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [01:30.97] | Nigga, I hit 'em up! |
| [01:41.55] | Get out the way yo, get out the way yo |
| [01:44.35] | Biggie Smalls just got dropped |
| [01:46.15] | Little Moo', pass the MAC |
| [01:47.77] | And let me hit him in his back |
| [01:49.14] | Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps |
| [01:51.61] | Little accident murderer |
| [01:53.04] | And I ain't never heard of ya |
| [01:54.47] | Poisonous gats attack when I'm servin' ya |
| [01:56.99] | Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank |
| [01:59.35] | Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint |
| [02:01.87] | Puffy weaker than the ****in' block I'm runnin' through, nigga |
| [02:03.99] | And I'm smokin' Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you, nigga |
| [02:06.73] | With the ready power |
| [02:07.52] | Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer |
| [02:09.20] | Your clout petty/sour |
| [02:10.38] | I push packages every hour; I hit 'em up! |
| [02:14.58] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [02:17.68] | Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish |
| [02:19.41] | Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [02:21.21] | Nigga, I hit 'em up! |
| [02:22.91] | Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel |
| [02:25.01] | This ain't no freestyle battle, all you niggas gettin' killed |
| [02:27.49] | With your mouths open |
| [02:28.99] | Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds, hopin' |
| [02:31.16] | Smokin' dope, it's like a sherm high |
| [02:32.89] | Niggas think they learned to fly |
| [02:34.51] | But they burn, mother****er, you deserve to die |
| [02:36.84] | Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me |
| [02:39.52] | All you niggas livin' bummy — why you ****in' with me? |
| [02:42.00] | I'm a self-made millionaire |
| [02:43.31] | Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air (ha ha) |
| [02:46.79] | Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch |
| [02:49.28] | And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house? |
| [02:52.07] | Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style |
| [02:54.62] | Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled |
| [02:57.04] | Now I'm back to set the record straight |
| [02:58.78] | With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate |
| [03:02.46] | I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs |
| [03:05.01] | No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs |
| [03:07.46] | Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease |
| [03:10.95] | I'll bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro |
| [03:12.44] | Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up? |
| [03:14.56] | Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up |
| [03:16.67] | What the ****, is you stupid? |
| [03:18.17] | I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn |
| [03:20.72] | With my click lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block |
| [03:22.89] | With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot |
| [03:24.83] | Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch |
| [03:27.62] | And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped |
| [03:29.59] | All your fake-ass East Coast props brainstormed and locked |
| [03:33.01] | You's a beat biter, a Pac style taker |
| [03:35.01] | I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker |
| [03:37.62] | Softer than Alize with a chaser |
| [03:39.17] | About to get murdered for the paper |
| [03:41.96] | E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper |
| [03:43.82] | Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke |
| [03:45.44] | Gun totin' smoke, we ain't no mother****in' joke |
| [03:47.93] | Thug Life, niggas better be knowin' |
| [03:50.21] | We approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin' |
| [03:52.45] | No need for hopin', it's a battle lost |
| [03:54.16] | I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off |
| [03:57.15] | Nigga, I hit 'em up! |
| [04:02.67] | we hit'em up |
| [00:33.69] | come on come on |
| [00:34.75] | take money |
| [00:35.94] | come on come on |
| [00:37.20] | take money |
| [00:38.45] | come on come on |
| [00:39.83] | wass up niggas |
| [00:40.79] | First off, yo' bitch and the clique you claim |
| [00:43.46] | Westside when we ride, come equipped with game |
| [00:45.94] | You claim to be a player, but I ed your wife |
| [00:48.61] | We bust on Bad Boys, niggas ed for life |
| [00:51.16] | Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip |
| [00:53.53] | Biggie Smalls and Junior M. A. F. I. A. is some markass bitches |
| [00:56.25] | We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels |
| [00:58.61] | Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules |
| [01:01.60] | Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I' ll leave ya |
| [01:03.62] | Cut your youngass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased |
| [01:06.82] | Lil' Kim, don' t around with real G' s |
| [01:08.75] | Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so peace! |
| [01:11.74] | I' ll let them niggas know it' s on for life |
| [01:13.67] | Don' t let the Westside ride tonight ha ha ha |
| [01:16.45] | Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed |
| [01:18.63] | with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know |
| [01:22.03] | See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac |
| [01:23.84] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [01:26.79] | Who shot me? But you punks didn' t finish |
| [01:28.74] | Now you ' bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [01:30.97] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [01:41.55] | Get out the way yo, get out the way yo |
| [01:44.35] | Biggie Smalls just got dropped |
| [01:46.15] | Little Moo', pass the MAC |
| [01:47.77] | And let me hit him in his back |
| [01:49.14] | Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps |
| [01:51.61] | Little accident murderer |
| [01:53.04] | And I ain' t never heard of ya |
| [01:54.47] | Poisonous gats attack when I' m servin' ya |
| [01:56.99] | Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank |
| [01:59.35] | Guard your rank ' cause I' ma slam your ass in the paint |
| [02:01.87] | Puffy weaker than the in' block I' m runnin' through, nigga |
| [02:03.99] | And I' m smokin' Junior M. A. F. I. A. in front of you, nigga |
| [02:06.73] | With the ready power |
| [02:07.52] | Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer |
| [02:09.20] | Your clout petty sour |
| [02:10.38] | I push packages every hour I hit ' em up! |
| [02:14.58] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [02:17.68] | Who shot me? But you punks didn' t finish |
| [02:19.41] | Now you ' bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [02:21.21] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [02:22.91] | Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel |
| [02:25.01] | This ain' t no freestyle battle, all you niggas gettin' killed |
| [02:27.49] | With your mouths open |
| [02:28.99] | Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds, hopin' |
| [02:31.16] | Smokin' dope, it' s like a sherm high |
| [02:32.89] | Niggas think they learned to fly |
| [02:34.51] | But they burn, mother er, you deserve to die |
| [02:36.84] | Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it' s funny to me |
| [02:39.52] | All you niggas livin' bummy why you in' with me? |
| [02:42.00] | I' m a selfmade millionaire |
| [02:43.31] | Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air ha ha |
| [02:46.79] | Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch |
| [02:49.28] | And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house? |
| [02:52.07] | Now it' s all about Versace, you copied my style |
| [02:54.62] | Five shots couldn' t drop me, I took it and smiled |
| [02:57.04] | Now I' m back to set the record straight |
| [02:58.78] | With my AK, I' m still the thug that you love to hate |
| [03:02.46] | I' m from NEW Jers' where plenty of murders occurs |
| [03:05.01] | No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs |
| [03:07.46] | Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease |
| [03:10.95] | I' ll bring you fake G' s to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro |
| [03:12.44] | Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up? |
| [03:14.56] | Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up |
| [03:16.67] | What the , is you stupid? |
| [03:18.17] | I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn |
| [03:20.72] | With my click lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block |
| [03:22.89] | With a 15shot cocked Glock to your knot |
| [03:24.83] | Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch |
| [03:27.62] | And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped |
| [03:29.59] | All your fakeass East Coast props brainstormed and locked |
| [03:33.01] | You' s a beat biter, a Pac style taker |
| [03:35.01] | I' ll tell you to your face you ain' t shit but a faker |
| [03:37.62] | Softer than Alize with a chaser |
| [03:39.17] | About to get murdered for the paper |
| [03:41.96] | E. D. I. Mean approach the scene of the caper |
| [03:43.82] | Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke |
| [03:45.44] | Gun totin' smoke, we ain' t no mother in' joke |
| [03:47.93] | Thug Life, niggas better be knowin' |
| [03:50.21] | We approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin' |
| [03:52.45] | No need for hopin', it' s a battle lost |
| [03:54.16] | I got ' em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off |
| [03:57.15] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [04:02.67] | we hit' em up |
| [00:33.69] | come on come on |
| [00:34.75] | take money |
| [00:35.94] | come on come on |
| [00:37.20] | take money |
| [00:38.45] | come on come on |
| [00:39.83] | wass up niggas |
| [00:40.79] | First off, yo' bitch and the clique you claim |
| [00:43.46] | Westside when we ride, come equipped with game |
| [00:45.94] | You claim to be a player, but I ed your wife |
| [00:48.61] | We bust on Bad Boys, niggas ed for life |
| [00:51.16] | Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip |
| [00:53.53] | Biggie Smalls and Junior M. A. F. I. A. is some markass bitches |
| [00:56.25] | We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels |
| [00:58.61] | Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules |
| [01:01.60] | Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I' ll leave ya |
| [01:03.62] | Cut your youngass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased |
| [01:06.82] | Lil' Kim, don' t around with real G' s |
| [01:08.75] | Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so peace! |
| [01:11.74] | I' ll let them niggas know it' s on for life |
| [01:13.67] | Don' t let the Westside ride tonight ha ha ha |
| [01:16.45] | Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed |
| [01:18.63] | with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know |
| [01:22.03] | See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac |
| [01:23.84] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [01:26.79] | Who shot me? But you punks didn' t finish |
| [01:28.74] | Now you ' bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [01:30.97] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [01:41.55] | Get out the way yo, get out the way yo |
| [01:44.35] | Biggie Smalls just got dropped |
| [01:46.15] | Little Moo', pass the MAC |
| [01:47.77] | And let me hit him in his back |
| [01:49.14] | Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps |
| [01:51.61] | Little accident murderer |
| [01:53.04] | And I ain' t never heard of ya |
| [01:54.47] | Poisonous gats attack when I' m servin' ya |
| [01:56.99] | Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank |
| [01:59.35] | Guard your rank ' cause I' ma slam your ass in the paint |
| [02:01.87] | Puffy weaker than the in' block I' m runnin' through, nigga |
| [02:03.99] | And I' m smokin' Junior M. A. F. I. A. in front of you, nigga |
| [02:06.73] | With the ready power |
| [02:07.52] | Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer |
| [02:09.20] | Your clout petty sour |
| [02:10.38] | I push packages every hour I hit ' em up! |
| [02:14.58] | Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh |
| [02:17.68] | Who shot me? But you punks didn' t finish |
| [02:19.41] | Now you ' bout to feel the wrath of a menace |
| [02:21.21] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [02:22.91] | Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel |
| [02:25.01] | This ain' t no freestyle battle, all you niggas gettin' killed |
| [02:27.49] | With your mouths open |
| [02:28.99] | Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds, hopin' |
| [02:31.16] | Smokin' dope, it' s like a sherm high |
| [02:32.89] | Niggas think they learned to fly |
| [02:34.51] | But they burn, mother er, you deserve to die |
| [02:36.84] | Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it' s funny to me |
| [02:39.52] | All you niggas livin' bummy why you in' with me? |
| [02:42.00] | I' m a selfmade millionaire |
| [02:43.31] | Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air ha ha |
| [02:46.79] | Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch |
| [02:49.28] | And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house? |
| [02:52.07] | Now it' s all about Versace, you copied my style |
| [02:54.62] | Five shots couldn' t drop me, I took it and smiled |
| [02:57.04] | Now I' m back to set the record straight |
| [02:58.78] | With my AK, I' m still the thug that you love to hate |
| [03:02.46] | I' m from NEW Jers' where plenty of murders occurs |
| [03:05.01] | No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs |
| [03:07.46] | Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease |
| [03:10.95] | I' ll bring you fake G' s to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro |
| [03:12.44] | Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up? |
| [03:14.56] | Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up |
| [03:16.67] | What the , is you stupid? |
| [03:18.17] | I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn |
| [03:20.72] | With my click lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block |
| [03:22.89] | With a 15shot cocked Glock to your knot |
| [03:24.83] | Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch |
| [03:27.62] | And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped |
| [03:29.59] | All your fakeass East Coast props brainstormed and locked |
| [03:33.01] | You' s a beat biter, a Pac style taker |
| [03:35.01] | I' ll tell you to your face you ain' t shit but a faker |
| [03:37.62] | Softer than Alize with a chaser |
| [03:39.17] | About to get murdered for the paper |
| [03:41.96] | E. D. I. Mean approach the scene of the caper |
| [03:43.82] | Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke |
| [03:45.44] | Gun totin' smoke, we ain' t no mother in' joke |
| [03:47.93] | Thug Life, niggas better be knowin' |
| [03:50.21] | We approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin' |
| [03:52.45] | No need for hopin', it' s a battle lost |
| [03:54.16] | I got ' em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off |
| [03:57.15] | Nigga, I hit ' em up! |
| [04:02.67] | we hit' em up |
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