[intro: Biggie Sound] Go pullin' air nigga! T.B.S. Thug [Rick Slim] Ambition of the good life Come to fight, O after O Led us to a nice-day in tha snow
-packed prisons, fiends and ni**az thug livin Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, psssh Move without a sound
: [feat. Thin C] [Chorus: Thin-C & Krayzie Bone] Everybody wanna sound like, sound like, sound like Bone, Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like, rap
t got the ?nego? Give me Sicko kilos from Puerto Rico When I okay it, So much cheese, you got to weigh it Never thought these niggaz was the feds "Freeze" was the sound
'm the oven door? Niggaz pray and pray on my downfall But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up like roundball Now I don't wanna have to kill sound bar
a choir I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural King of the urban make your sh-t sound rural She said I hit it so deep she need an epidural Them
letzter Komm, ich hab noch Lines fur dich, Homes Schein am Mic bis jeder sich sonnt Most Wanted Rapper bei WOM Drop Hits wie Bomben und fliege davon Bigger
the optomo, sharping up my flow Practicing for my shows That's usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds
Engineers got us ear plugs and still hear us The live in the park sound Versus the state of the art sound we on the charts now From British walkers
V., Fly for fuckin' a wanna be I.B.N. who you fuckin' with, so your shit in it I will be I'm packin', attackin', meanwhile those bosses be mackin' And
we ain't sick in no health This playa's family and this Gangstar All this playas got left And I cant be sellin' them out For a bigger car and a house
with a beer Me and Swizz get sound like world war Tanks falling over, big bombs that roar And helicopters is dropping on Faulk and Crenshaw Shit is bigger
hab noch Lines fur dich, Homes Schein am Mic bis jeder sich sonnt Most Wanted Rapper bei WOM Drop Hits wie Bomben und fliege davon Bigger als Pun, fetter
slow Grabin the optomo, sharpin up my flow Practicin for my shows Thats usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds
Sounds knockin' out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin' where he at And he told you who's the boss
's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your night's crispy Queensbridge, a trife city dilapidated slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Biggie
