I do it before I hit you with the weapon Don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
over you in my bike you n-gga Don't go to sleep at night you n-gga And it seems like I wasted time If thats what it's all about Mama if thats moving up
It's a hell up in Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather
to get a little workout Smoke out, drink up, now put ya bank up It's all on me I got a scenery to stank up Crank up the beat, raise up the heat I'm thrownin
She was raised up in Jersey I said oh Lord have mercy Never seen a one light town 'til she moved down here She said I'm so bored out of my mind Need a
blow up Don't you dare bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up Poison soaked in an acid bath Swallow homeboy, your throat'll need a skin graft Toss it up
dough Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro Sleep on silk, lie like a politician My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician Lock me up, it'
decide to pawn it What's up now punk? You start to choke up? You try to move on the ice, you'll get broke up Midnight, time for a homicide Showtime,
: Magnificent rhymer, Ill beat designer If they ask you if I'm def. Don't front and say kinda Merciless. Meticulous. So fresh it's rediculous Raised
I operate in and out of state Move at a quick rate And never hesitate to take a chump sucker down And my H-K it holds 80 rounds So when you move be careful
, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right? Blood flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', mothers make cream on a stick move
settle shit, rebel shit Fuck a cop, why not, we last niggas on your block Last standin', coked up, we fucked up Twenty g's, rope 'em up, you in the trunk
There's a moving inner peace that I love to see Gotta raise my soul to tell you how I feel Gotta listen to the tears that people cry for me In a world
Let's be clear, I'm a motherfuckin' G and you a hoe Keep that Remy XO pulled up, bankrolled, swole up Smell money in the air soon as I roll up, ayyy I
between me and them Heh, I smartened up, open the market up One million, two million, three million, four In eighteen months, eighty million more Now add that number up
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] Okay I'm sipping on the syrup Got a nigga moving slow I'm all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't
When I get bored, dawg I play with my monkey Rap game hard, but the dope game crazy Catch me in the kitchen dog whippin' up the babies Shawt Bus Shawty
