those that don't know Those that don't know that they don't know There's those that don't know Those that don't know that they don't know You know me
ain't know where the yay at? Keep 50 bricks laced in the trunk of the maybach I don't give out my number cause niggas rat, I don't play that Never give
he drive, where he stay at Thats fucked up, thats cold, thats sour Keeping it real is the code I follow I honor the street code, don't rat, don't snitch
Melph to the Calio Up in the Clara, V.L., the shit in between Bout green can't forget about Josephine Know what I mean? Don't get caught in none of those
We don't give a damn if we live or die, so Come on now, let's get going We got lots of things to do One thing that I know is We're gonna raise hell
that [Lloyd Banks:] You won't hear none of them rhymes Those are practice rhymes [50 Cent:] Those those is the di.. thats the dirty batch Thats the batch that didn't
world's gonna wake up and see Baltimore and me I know every step I know every song I know there's a place where i belong I see all those party lights
is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm, We are going to be up and here comes that black Watch yourself, he is kind of smart, you know... [
You don't even believe me Would it hurt to try I'd say you could complete me But there's no you in I Will I be here next year hold that next tear in your
heh. Yeah but you know did you take care of that bidness I asked you to do? I made those deposits. Okay that's cool you bring that shit? Yeah I got it
know just as well I do You ain't no killer So kill that You wouldn't kill if you had to We might wobble but we don't fall down We take the gospel
ligaments, all up in that nigga shoulder And a vest couldn't protect that flesh Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest Death, apparently they wasn't
Who you thought was on that asshole, don't ask though Outlaw Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow Ain't no chance to hide when we ride [Khadafi
hater, be a innovator nigga Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel Cause you know these streets
you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* [Man responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* [Dominique] Right, but don't you feel like that creates
the need to hold Someone you don't know To a place the emptiness inside Start heading home You're place was never on the street You ignored you call Did you know that
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed
mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank Since Yayo be a fearless man I donate my heart to them niggas that ran And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me