out the bounce Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga Uhh, I got y'all For those that think Hov' fingers bling blingin' Even haven't heard the album or they
that's what I've learned in this business you just never know... [Lil' Kim] Shut the f-ck up Who the f-ck want war FedEx beef straight to your front
Could It Be, Not Moms. She's ???. ????? Smilin, Sayin Her Son Paid It Like If One Make It, We All Made It. Dont You Worry About The Beef My Nigga
out fleas I kill dogs like I'm making chinese food Rude only when I gotta be Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me "Tell Lil Wayne not to bother
still awake Big slices, that's how you cut the cake It's cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail In this give or take world I
, rattle ya shit And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and shit That's not me, I'm more at home wit the chrome Or that play wit' the yay, movin
Own your own soul, taken for faking the funkorama Be I see drama on the daily Not anything I can't handle, bitch So should you, or your crew could get
[Intro: Eminem] good morning Haha, wake your mother fuckin asses up You with us or what? Well come on then, you know what time it is Stop sleepin on my
niggas'll flip! Six?, let it off at your will Here I is, where the money is, I still get biz! D's know about the beef! - You gon' still get did! It be
I'll proceed to throw this cash All that ass in yo' jeans Can Wale be, can Roscoe scheme Long hair, she don't care when she walk she get stares Brown skin or
one another We just want ya'll to have a good time No more drama in your life Work real hard to make a dime If you got beef, you're problem not mine
little problem that we got to solve It like it ain't about the money, we got to handle the job No colors or rags, just guns and masks We not scared to
It took a long time sittin' in your one and only Niggas said they comin' in a month or so But they run though, how they really want it Want all the rain
I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two I believe in you, believe in yourself nigga or don't even rep this man Ayo Mega you wanna
or have abortions Stop workin' hopin' that they find a man that will support them Up late night on they mother's cordless Thinkin' a perm or bleach and
you (Not) "God's son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already Brace yourself for the main event Y'all impatiently waitin' It's like an AIDS test, what's the results? Not
in the air, Celebratin wealth, pourin Mo«t in her hair- Excuse me, her weeve- the bluest of weed, Trunk full of white, car smell like bleu cheese. Dat boy get salad ?, beef
flow Coming from a boss, I can predict a double cross Handlers managin' money, they never come across I spend in Africa, Magnamers, numbers involved AK47s singin' win or by sum or
