to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk
about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The
and we can split one-hundred percent Run a rapper through a maze like a experiment Word up, you know the legendary Roots crew, yo Chorus 2x [Dice Raw] The Raw Dice rise like a
-O G M to the A, A to the D A Circle full of niggas that you don't wanna see You ain't nuttin but a pistol that's fuckin with a missile I chew your ass
the C-A D-I, Double-L, with ah A-C, A-C hoes They peep those, P-I, M-P, and they think that automatically Cause he's a pimp, he gotta be, full of that
like fliers Flossin' my teeth with barbed wire Leavin' a bloody mess Then harass kids And buy 'em a candy bar So they can tell me where you live [Kon
on the crew they really a snitch Who the fuck you working with, the F-E-D's H.P.D's, get up off my N-U-T's You cats is wanna-be's, boy I do this to eat
Maybe 10. (How did you live?) I became a runner. (A drug runner.) That's right. (Could you give us a description of how you lived, the next few years.) I kinda moved up. I lived
I damage spleens, then I scream "Regime!" [Poppa LQ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand clips
-es I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea! [Chorus] [DJ Drama:] (oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw) YEA! Money money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby
wave your bandana Rep your crew, or get turned into a fucking vegetable It's MO (P nigga), it's MO (P nigga) Reppin N-Y-C, Cormega motherfucker [Cormega] It's not a
Type of chemistry for a live MC Hands in the air like you just don't care You all get a share, there's a party over here Year two-thousand, keep bouncin
can come up By getting a job so I mob not givin' a fuck I'm the drama mama warned all they kids about I mash up strapped Get my dibs n' out Hustler musn't trustin' a
feat. Deuce Poppi, Tre+6) All aboard!!! We ride, we ride We ride, we ride We ride, we ride [Hook] S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N
I make a bigger bet Kweli 'bout to be a bigger threat 'Cuz there's hardly any real niggaz left What the fuck these niggaz talking 'bout Living a movie
Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to love Eazy Back when everybody was doin The Hump I was