Collects respect and if not, you catch a broken neck Buddy look down and your shirts all bloody, looks like She caught you with a bad one for messin' with da mad one
we a be there in a minute Maybe chicken-head wit' it I'm in the authentic, get it boy Jersey G I B hat fitted Runnin' ten a world, we did it (Did what
high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12 disciples Give me a
don't fight fair Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare And I'm always using my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch And Rappin' ass Ron is
, I'll say it again The boy ain't nothing but one of my fans like silicon titties Can you feel 'em? How can a fake rapper get with a real one? Shit,
real out here to be scared A real nigga gonna do whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear It ain't considered a crime unless they catch you We all die one
as Ajax Ghettos sling cracks while you niggas pay tax Now how ghetto is this? You can catch me in your hallway taking a piss One hand on my dick, one hand on a
catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock On the block makin money where they murder a lot Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard I'm talkin
45 minutes to Vegas We got the old school tan capsules With the brown cap Vegas Sega Genesis my Xbox extra hard drive Fuck around and catch a fat lip
your beak on a curb but anyway Looks like a good game the pigs ain't leaving so I'm a lay Nice play, just too bad it's your last Couple bundles of D
P. "Am I a good man? Am I a fool? "Am I?" [GZA] He used to sling in the stairwell Fast to put the rap on thinking cap, ignite your hair gel No such
a problem? I got a problem solver And his name is revolver It's like a deadly game of freeze tag I touch you with a 44 mag And your frozen inside a body
a deadly game of freeze tag I touch you with a forty-four Mag And you're frozen inside a body bag Nobody iller than this graveyard filler, cap peeler 'Cause Im a
catch you doin bad, i got that right to heat ya put some tens in yo meter, twist that cap like a two liter what on earth would possess you to push me,
Like a lethal pilla, an smoke the 9 like a phat philla 'cause I'm a straight at war, nigga fuck a bone killa Every bitch come ride wit a grown nigga,
1 Young Neef] Yup, It's only right that we make it a remix. Young Gunnaz, and Chingy just to give it a lil' twist. Next generation, you better stay focused
