I never talk twice If a nigga get down bad wit me, imma show em i ain't nothin nice I ain't gone buck Imma keep it on tha tuck Catch cha wit yo head
dangerous Hey yo, hey yo, hits Sally Timbaland grand finale Damn imagine bringing back Alam Skin Bally's Glass of this, leather dick down status That's crabbage, can't see
I ain't never alone Won't catch a nigga slipping, won't catch a nigga dipping Cause I done mastered my high, you out your mind tripping Yeah you can come
neighbor lurk Watchdog, chew ass out, son and put in major work We collect antique ammunitions and plus We got them big guns, you only see in science
.G.) Wassup Lil Turk Hot, Hot (B.G.) Let em know what's happening with you nigga Let em know what's happening [Young Turk] Look... Can u
this is our year (for real) Big Tuck, Fat B (it go down) Go getter, for real, yeah [Hook - 2x] You niggaz can't do what we do, you niggaz can't ball
on da beat i aint big headed 'cause im back on da streets wat u doin now i already don did master da arts of splittin wiggs.... pick up dat album fareal...big tuck
Tang) more exhaust, tomahawk, cruise missile, just launch [RZA] Bzzz, out the beehive, you dip and you dive But you still can't survive, you can't see
big mouth shut And don't ruin it for the rest of us. Don't ruin it for the rest of us With your braggin' that you fell in love Can't you see we're kinda
.V. too Put both of your parents side by side in I.C.U Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake Don't interfere with family business, that's how
, na na na, you don't have to stay It's okay, there's the dough, you can walk away Why make we wait till tomorrow, when you can break me off today? Come
but they wasn't, so run it, cousin I could chill, the heat doesn't Ran up in your shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutching
a hell of a night Homie u know what it is 'Cause I'm so fly, ya eyes don't lie You fukin' wit a gangsta tonight Baby, u know what It is I can't even
V. too Put both of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose) Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake Don't interfere with family business
Ha) and mid-town, the loft cost BIG, the jersey, back-yard is golf course BIG (uhh huh) Brooklyn, Miss Jade, and of course BIG After that its ME, F-
whole U-S (ah) The Remi' and the Bourbon be burnin' my chest (uh) S-F we the best, middle finger to the rest The rap game's big dipper, big skipper
but they wasn't, so run it, cousin I could chill, the heat doesn't Ran up in your shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin