i can't believe what i'm hearing i got the news today now everybodies talkin' i wish they'd just "shut up and think" i can't believe the hatred
i can't believe what i'm hearing i got the news today now everybodies talkin' i wish they'd just "shut up and think" i can't believe the hatred in the
no bluffin We buck! Nigga better realize still claim Nineteen nine nine the nine nine Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end, and when I run out, I reloadin and
I'll be grippin to the scripture picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one
no losses man Way down, way down [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] I'm taking a swig of the burb word Downin' my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb
the fuck you can get Cause I sell records, plus I got a jail record Y'all niggaz ain't sayin shit until y'all bare weapons And even when you dead, you can
faced with a dilemmi Am I, gon' run or stay, can I get away no you can't can't I surrendi? And I, lazy bop, Mercedes hot In my way through the tunnel
Outkast I'm representin [Mystikal] I'm out for the big bucks and NO WHAMMIES You can't stand it! Make em feel the impact and I ain't even in Miami Handlin
, that die from where I'm at 18 years old, talking 'Kill, where Saddam at?' But can't have a gat, to protect where my moms at I love to crunk, so what
comes the muthafuckin' cops So I dash, I duck and I hides behind a tree Makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks, hell, yeah, I
no shorts, no losses, man Way down, way down I'm taking a swig of the 'burb word Downing my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb Get up to
me I'll be grippin' to the scripture picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one
bang Runnin' with the pump pump, no bluffin' We buck Nigga better realize still claim Nineteen nine nine the nine nine Muthafucka, fuck?em to the end and when I run out I
put 'em to rest And, but I won't test bucks, put a hole up into me vest And gotta get through my soul But they won't budge, mud, drug me victim The
hamper, the survivalist represent the next black panther [Dee] I hang with blacks and you hang with whites, I pack a nine and I don't like fights, I
$hort, I don't stop I'm hooked on money like a junkie on top I got to make it every day, I won't go broke Ask me am I rich and I'll say, "No" I'm your
