Knockin'-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers - them real niggas Niggas who did time - hard-to-kill niggas How you live, you get it is the way a nigga play it
That Nigga After That We Bought A Hummer G Thursday We Took It Home Friday We Get Some Mo Got A Grand Get Some Blow Buy The Daum Liquor Store
wrote it If it aint good life man I dont live it If the raps hot then baby musta did it Aint no time fo playin games yo Gotta get this money and cop
Where everybody going through it and going insane The inner struggle but they focused on making they change Anybody get it away and they making it rain If it
over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it
thang So mutha fuckin' what if it?s the wrong thang It?s only one rule I live by keep some killaz on the payroll Nigga an get yo shit right I got some
show ya where the thug at u gotta live that, i gotta fake that u a itty bitty rat gettin chased by the fat cat the muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
do (we do) Boss howg Angenetta Can't nobody do it better Worldwide (worldwide) Got plenty paper and we live fly (live fly) Only the purple when we get high (get
spit threats, hoes that get wet My style's runnin to the toilet, you ain't seen shit yet Yet, yet and still I keep it hot like, Mexican meals I got a
Knockin' it off your shoulder soldiers, them real niggas Niggas who did time hard to kill niggas How you live you get it is the way a nigga play it
how to fuck you bigger Mama gonna dress and you all be better In the middle of the night it's on It's hot call Frank and meet you at the spot Cash Money
[Lil Wayne] I strike a load you get served I ain't to be joked with Fake Buster get smoked with, you provoke it I explode it, unload it, reload it, unload
Arm hangin', wrist blingin' - just stun'n and shit Drop the top, block is hot Stay bumpin', ya bitch B. Atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it
burnin beamers at the cops Geezy been through it, if I said I done it you gon believe I did do it Everyday hood shit I lived through it I don't throw
corner, rippin' through a nigga street Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep Windows tinted, clips extened, drum lettin' Bustin' lead 'n, real 'n, Hot Boy$ don't forget it
body snatchin niggas for any reasons You best believe we'z real We too hot and hard to kill Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live Turn the (?)
a guerilla ya dig I'm from Uptown where you drown all killaz ya dig So get it right, or get your life taken away Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck
cheaper than any spot(uh huh uh huh) My Tacos will make u Fart (fart) ****stunta i get it my way(yeah) its however i want it i dont live near by but