a Kojak A beretta sticking up trucks carrying amaretto Clever to entice 'em, herbs I'm micing while I'm pricing Niggas like they're slaves, best behave I'm
Nas, I asked y'all where they at? The pioneers I got love for them man that's why I'm doin this} {I got love for them man, so here they are two thousand
Verse 3: JT Money] In this type of M-U-S-I-C I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see I seen professionals, but I'm the better master Who you gonna
I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops that make your breathing stop I'm a gangsta slash rapper, check your CD shop I'
I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops that make your breathing stop I'm a gangsta slash rapper, check your CD shop I'm
spinnin' around I'm pinnin' you down, face first, chin to the ground I'm the reason why the cops walk the blocks with Glocks Why the sun's hot and why
if you fake burn a roada (why?) Cause the niggas I'm runnin' with will attack you from your throat up [Hook:] "Whatever I see I attack"-Buckshot [x4] "
you're hot you're hot when you're not you're not I'm Dug Infinite I came to heat up the spot Yo it's NO I.D. I'm about to go nonstop Yeah yeah yeah yeah
comprehend the styles I sin I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peel libs What prayin' that you
Chorus: I got the (Mad, mad crew up in the house) I'm wit the I be chillin' wit the I'm rollin' wit the Verse One: See, this is what I'm sayin' and I