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Yo, the sun shine forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together Better now than never, business before P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
right, no matter what, we air tight So when you hear somethin' sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by Our keeps you movin' what are you provin'? You know that I'm two levels above you Hug me baby, I'm a make you me baby Talkin' crazy, gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is only gonna you broke So the only thing left now is God for cats And B.I.G. you you too hard for these cats I'm a win cause I'm too smart for cats While they makin' up facts (uh) you rakin' up
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him wifey was with him You of us, the murderous, most shady on the low lately, the feds hate me The son of Satan, they say my killing's too You hesitatin' I'm in your mama waitin' tapin' your fam' destiny lays in my hands, gat lays in my Francis, M to the phenomenal Gun rest under your vest by the Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few Excellence is my presence, tense hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, pack guns, And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you Kids or girl you touch, in this world I Two auto-matos, used to call me Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, faggots ain't killin' shit Crystal keep spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you be alone hands and say it like me The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic did quick to spark kids who start shit See me, me The Under-boss of holocaust yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit from front to To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
Put your money on the table and get math on Break it down, split it up, get laugh on See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on a bed full of money that I get my ass on I never the passion to go platinum Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash that funny, only use plastic, craft it to make classics, hotter than P-D, rollin on tape or CD The killa, no team illa The Fam-o, ammo, is channel We been hot for a long time burnin like a What you can do is check your My songs bump in Houston Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you mad cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The in the two-seaters, with two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us P. Diddy run the city, show no I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook the Brook' Matty the neck of your coke connect No respect squeeze off 'til all diminish Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas step up, with Mase and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The Brick City, nobody come off P.Diddy wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just men You screamin, I position, Another day in the life, of the
We got the real live shit from front to To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real live from front to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? the fuck my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the live shit! Fuck y'all niggas do?
It's all up now I'm a do now, huh? What I'm a do It's all up now