time to spit, you dumb out Singles, I've touched, been going platinum since the first one out I put on seven niggas just to carry me on Amilliyon say the hook
hangin' out of the window Bird chest witcha winderous fearaf? Around you'll be hemps meat inside of a meal sack Puny little bucks better hit the jake
fat Jack's Come on, fade me, Jake I'm a Las Vegas dreamer, they took to the cleaners A bath, what a bath, what a bath I'd take A fish on a hook, I was
safe, as ya heart start to race 'Cuz a robbery can turn into a homi-case Cooperate or doc'll have to operate Because I pop you run a light than pop at jake
here in the 6-1-7 Ray Benzino Yo, killa tactics [K.T.] Yo, why y'all niggaz wanna test me, I'm out your division I got more bars and hooks than
when he sticky keeper grip and move with traction Keep mad alibis, a plan to stay wise and wide eyed Living in the state of south side Crooked jakes
Oscar award for crabbing niggas Now all y'all niggas get to laugh now Who got the last laugh now Hit his stash house Hook: It's called real life Y
Lord His name Rakim Allah Wid a wavy threw on shallah Braveheart nigga from start yo We all scientific instruments I got put on math Going through ill consequences Running from jakes
want it with the south side (Aye, aye, ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye) I'll leave your ass crippled like some frosted flakes What you call it sneakin' up tha man Jake
nothin, aint nothin, ayy) [Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy] Ill leave your ass cripled Like some frosted flakes What you call it sneakin up Tha man Jake the
I be in my BM, ain't ya lucnhbreak over, go back to IBM Whatcha want huh? Cardan. Mase Murder. Harlem World. Desert Storm. Penelty. Clue. Whut Whut. Hook: Hook
stack cheese It's off the hook this year Making mad money off the books this year, ain't nothing But crooks in here Getting mad money off the books this year It's off the hook
cheese It's off the hook this year Makin' mad money off the books this year, ain't nothin' But crooks in here Gettin' mad money off the books this year It's off the hook
shit Baby, I be S-T-O-N-E Crazy, red Mercury blow your spot up I keep one eye on snakes the other on jakes 3rd eye on my money with no time to take a
doesn't have enough power to last But when I slow it down to a moderate speed You catch a migraine headache and a nose bleed Whenever I break wild, you call Jake
's bugged how some niggaz catch slugs And pockets dug from everything except check stubs And it does, sound ill like wars in brownsville Or fatal robberies in red hook
some vick Ick from the broomstick. Come with the dumb schtick. Sick, slick. Hit it in the book. Only way they find him is if he spittin' in the hook