I'm playin, but I'm not so I'll say it again I'm say only you know what I'm sayin' playin' what you think I'm playin' rollie while my hommie is Joey
[Incomprehensible], tombstones and caskets I got fleeced, I'm not strapped, I'm a get you back Me saying, "Mayday", with an AK, picture that Getting my props while you
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft C'mon Now you know just who i am And what i do because i'm in demand Because i look good, do
through the force of the imagination, you dig what I'm saying? But I see your mind's playing tricks You thought you got the channel but you couldn't
You kno' what I'm sayin', I'm still livin' with my moms You kno' what I'm sayin', that's my word You know you saying, I'm makin' records, I ain't made
me Bitch I could give a fuck about what you're doing I could give a fuck about what, who that you flew Make you sick like the flu, I know how to spook
If you don't repeat the actions of your own success You won't be successful You gotta know your own formula, your own ingredients What made you, you
mistakes I'm a get shit right if I spend my cake Jimmy, I'm a get you up out of 5 H This is for my niggas that load the pipe Saying I'm the best, just
man Yo stop lying Word to my mother, I did not hit that man A-yo I'm your dog duke you can tell me Nigga I would tell you if I did her Yo I know you
't 'cause what I'm doin' for a livin' It's more because of what I'm doin' how I'm livin' Not to mention when I'm rappin', I'm just hurtin' niggaz feelings
It was my girlfriend, Betty, I said, ?Hello, dear I was just about to call you I got a couple tickets to the Run D.M.C. Concert? (I'm wit it) ?It's
you, what? What the fuck, what? Think they killers or somethin' man Ay fuck you money, what up kid I open my eyes to the streets where I was raised
me Like a mother f**kers want it You know what I mean I'm straight from the field Headin to swats So you best f**king smarten up or I'll show you what I
gats Chaka say I'm shot out and I tend to agree So you should watch what you saying if it's intended for me So be careful what you starting, let my fingers
's c.d. you on What happened to I made them niggas, and they stole from me You never was acting, nigga you is funny I peeped your gay ways, way back
is an incision Of a nigga saying exactly what I vision Because I'm gone, you think I left you all But I stay in yo' ass like cholesterol When I blast
I be splurging Yeah, I know it, you think that I'm encouraging You to steer wrong boy, so I can go off A quick run and when I'm done you bet not cough I'm
