[Big L:]
Yo, here's another smooth song to get your groove on
Violate or try to fake jacks and you'll get moved on
Peace to all my n***** with the thousand dollar jewels on
Pushin' rides, with full-length minks, with gator shoes on
I'm known for rockin' tours picture me moppin' floors
Only f*** with keys and not the kind that be lockin' doors
The type of n**** that be gamin' your freaks
While you out workin' hard I'm puttin' stains in your sheets
And sportin' Coogi and Gucci that's my duty
f*** a big bootie groupie
Need a fruity, cutie hoochie with lots of loochie
This goes out to my n***** Uptown
Downtown, Midtown, across town and out of town
I be the mic horker
Rap enforcer
Native New Yorker
Slick talker
Beat walker stalker
You remember me when I put it on with the Kid Capri
Mr. MVP is back to take over the industry
My cash flow don't get low it just increase
Whoever try to take mines will rest in peace
I keep a stoned look, peace to every known crook
Not those who go to jail can't hold they own and come home shook
On 1-3-9 and Lenox n***** are bananas
We got bad manners, cops can't stand us
That's why they try to jam us
But I hate jakes they mad cause I make papes
I'm large like the Great Lakes, with drug spots in 8 states
I'm chillin' makin' sure this money is right
Sippin' sunny delight, hittin' every honey in sight
And I wanna smoke Pataki and Rudolph Guilli
Like a whoolie
I keep a toolie for any moolie who act foolie
What I recite be takin' hours to write
So if you b*** tell your man what kind of flower's you like
So Bloodshed
A yo, mellow my n****
Yo, just get on the mic and pull the emcee trigger
[Bloodshed:]
A yo Blood's out for president
I roll through your residence
You're hesitant
Because you know what I represent
Harlem USA n**** it ain't nothin to say or do
We rap piranhas slay your crew, baby boo, and maybe you
We dismiss crews
Mainly sick fools run and I leave ya click bruised
And take your sick jewels straight to the p*** shop
And feel the blasts like a bomb dropped
Mad n***** I ran threw
With n***** I ain't knew it ain't new
I leave broken like a f***** wrists
So it's the way n***** wanna bring the drama off
Killin Blood you got better chance than Mutombo beatin up Olajuwon
I got 600 mo' mo
Brothas that run with 4-4
Pullin a n**** over like he loco
Maybe it's just my time god
Or is it I'm the crime boss
Or I'm just mad that every job costs
But the baddest dude be actin wilder
Wettin n***** up like showers
Sellin crack and smack in pouches
Jewels gigantic
Ice flooded like the t**anic
Cash is sanit
Flashin for granted faster than ceramics
And keep it in my crime family
Strangers with ice my life ain't nothin but
Papers and dice
Y'all frontin
I used to prophet slowly
n***** ain't know me
Men of the older G
Never thought I would grow to be
The cash getting
Mad spittin
Jumpin in the bath with a** drippin
Getting blast takin the path sippin
I know it ain't hard to see sunny
With Meeno inside the 320 killin new jacks for g money
Mase murder on my left
Watch you gon do kill this s*** to f***** death
[Mase Murder:]
Aiyo f*** we into fly s*** like Versace wear
Where n***** dressed in Guess that's what got me here
In the summer I sip the Perrier listen to Mary J
Even when there's a heat wave we still smoke everyday
Sit with men that count Benjamins start the engine then
We wearin ice the Rollie watches made in Switzerland
My pico chico tryin to see more c-notes
So when he go his kids have cheddar like a ritos
Reset every month jacob see checks
While n***** can't even front with a GS 3 Lex
Aiyo I'm tryin to see Harlem become a Dynasty
So all my n***** shine with me
Until Jehovah come and say it's time for me
Screw fare cause I won't be around on new years
So I chill with out a deal still rock the Wu-wear
I'll do whatever to help Harlem have they rulin era
I'll have the loot forever drivin Benz coops and better
Hard to hit got a garage full of whips
Large and rich like the cats from the Godfather's flick
I make dough stay low take those 8 O's
To yeah yo in case those cato's do favo's
My shorty Audrey had the mean 740
We had an orgy she wanted to leave her husband for me
I make cash put it straight in the stash
Never smoke lame cats that want the 8 and a half
I know some short hoes that snort O's and import O's
And sport gold with more ice than the North Pole
So hand them chips to large management
Got plans to get the land and the six
Mecca to the floor like no man you met before
s**in you roar like hoes from Ecuador
My b**** be the bomb with the whips and charms
Slip a mickey in your Don for f***** with nicky bonds
n**** I'm rich yo for flip we hold chips
Rock gold and glits on the Motorola flip
Even your daughter wanna be my camportor
Spendin cheese like water whippin 3 and a quarter
The whole shebang you know how Mase be throwin game
Getting head from b****** and don't even know they name
I know cats that hold plat they gold ac got stole back by low jacks
Them n***** ain't never get they dough back
And if you wasn't statin them greenies you probably seen me
I'm Murder a.k.a. Mr. Mussolini
Yo Killa Cam you know my mellow my n****
Get on the mic and squeeze them emcee triggers
BLOOOOWWWW
[Killa Kam:]
These girls got me laughin
Out here actin like they gattin
But we make cash and stash then we out
Some do follow but they hollow
It's about today f*** tomorrow
And I ain't got no sorrow for these snitches
Only thugs go out in these drenches
While I'm out f***** new r and b b******
I know at least 3 chics I get for they g bricks
Turn they little a** out shine up on they remix
Drivin in they B6 all decked out
Missin all they shows cause I got em stressed out
Aiyo I'm tryin to duck a 2 to 6 for movin bricks
And luprids chic aiyo you got to be stupid b****
They the one that give the cash give the a**
Can't count how many chics I gassed
They be like your supposed to care for me
I ain't believing that for the ghost of me
Masturbatin to Jodeci
But as soon as I get her hit her split her
Make her a** shine like glitter
Ky starts to s******
And they want the d*** give em a taste so they squirm
I make sure they learn with a taste full of s****
And I lick the c***ty not the s*****
But quickly get busy not to picky you don't got to be jiggy
It's 550 and I f*** a hoe till she come
She try to act aight like she don't know what she done
Now she got amnesia and you know how that hunny goes
Don't sweat it n**** laugh at them funny hoes
Aiyo I let they mother know
That I ain't they lover though
Soon as I bust a nut I'm on the phone with another hoe
Yo, here's another smooth song to get your groove on
Violate or try to fake jacks and you'll get moved on
Peace to all my n***** with the thousand dollar jewels on
Pushin' rides, with full-length minks, with gator shoes on
I'm known for rockin' tours picture me moppin' floors
Only f*** with keys and not the kind that be lockin' doors
The type of n**** that be gamin' your freaks
While you out workin' hard I'm puttin' stains in your sheets
And sportin' Coogi and Gucci that's my duty
f*** a big bootie groupie
Need a fruity, cutie hoochie with lots of loochie
This goes out to my n***** Uptown
Downtown, Midtown, across town and out of town
I be the mic horker
Rap enforcer
Native New Yorker
Slick talker
Beat walker stalker
You remember me when I put it on with the Kid Capri
Mr. MVP is back to take over the industry
My cash flow don't get low it just increase
Whoever try to take mines will rest in peace
I keep a stoned look, peace to every known crook
Not those who go to jail can't hold they own and come home shook
On 1-3-9 and Lenox n***** are bananas
We got bad manners, cops can't stand us
That's why they try to jam us
But I hate jakes they mad cause I make papes
I'm large like the Great Lakes, with drug spots in 8 states
I'm chillin' makin' sure this money is right
Sippin' sunny delight, hittin' every honey in sight
And I wanna smoke Pataki and Rudolph Guilli
Like a whoolie
I keep a toolie for any moolie who act foolie
What I recite be takin' hours to write
So if you b*** tell your man what kind of flower's you like
So Bloodshed
A yo, mellow my n****
Yo, just get on the mic and pull the emcee trigger
[Bloodshed:]
A yo Blood's out for president
I roll through your residence
You're hesitant
Because you know what I represent
Harlem USA n**** it ain't nothin to say or do
We rap piranhas slay your crew, baby boo, and maybe you
We dismiss crews
Mainly sick fools run and I leave ya click bruised
And take your sick jewels straight to the p*** shop
And feel the blasts like a bomb dropped
Mad n***** I ran threw
With n***** I ain't knew it ain't new
I leave broken like a f***** wrists
So it's the way n***** wanna bring the drama off
Killin Blood you got better chance than Mutombo beatin up Olajuwon
I got 600 mo' mo
Brothas that run with 4-4
Pullin a n**** over like he loco
Maybe it's just my time god
Or is it I'm the crime boss
Or I'm just mad that every job costs
But the baddest dude be actin wilder
Wettin n***** up like showers
Sellin crack and smack in pouches
Jewels gigantic
Ice flooded like the t**anic
Cash is sanit
Flashin for granted faster than ceramics
And keep it in my crime family
Strangers with ice my life ain't nothin but
Papers and dice
Y'all frontin
I used to prophet slowly
n***** ain't know me
Men of the older G
Never thought I would grow to be
The cash getting
Mad spittin
Jumpin in the bath with a** drippin
Getting blast takin the path sippin
I know it ain't hard to see sunny
With Meeno inside the 320 killin new jacks for g money
Mase murder on my left
Watch you gon do kill this s*** to f***** death
[Mase Murder:]
Aiyo f*** we into fly s*** like Versace wear
Where n***** dressed in Guess that's what got me here
In the summer I sip the Perrier listen to Mary J
Even when there's a heat wave we still smoke everyday
Sit with men that count Benjamins start the engine then
We wearin ice the Rollie watches made in Switzerland
My pico chico tryin to see more c-notes
So when he go his kids have cheddar like a ritos
Reset every month jacob see checks
While n***** can't even front with a GS 3 Lex
Aiyo I'm tryin to see Harlem become a Dynasty
So all my n***** shine with me
Until Jehovah come and say it's time for me
Screw fare cause I won't be around on new years
So I chill with out a deal still rock the Wu-wear
I'll do whatever to help Harlem have they rulin era
I'll have the loot forever drivin Benz coops and better
Hard to hit got a garage full of whips
Large and rich like the cats from the Godfather's flick
I make dough stay low take those 8 O's
To yeah yo in case those cato's do favo's
My shorty Audrey had the mean 740
We had an orgy she wanted to leave her husband for me
I make cash put it straight in the stash
Never smoke lame cats that want the 8 and a half
I know some short hoes that snort O's and import O's
And sport gold with more ice than the North Pole
So hand them chips to large management
Got plans to get the land and the six
Mecca to the floor like no man you met before
s**in you roar like hoes from Ecuador
My b**** be the bomb with the whips and charms
Slip a mickey in your Don for f***** with nicky bonds
n**** I'm rich yo for flip we hold chips
Rock gold and glits on the Motorola flip
Even your daughter wanna be my camportor
Spendin cheese like water whippin 3 and a quarter
The whole shebang you know how Mase be throwin game
Getting head from b****** and don't even know they name
I know cats that hold plat they gold ac got stole back by low jacks
Them n***** ain't never get they dough back
And if you wasn't statin them greenies you probably seen me
I'm Murder a.k.a. Mr. Mussolini
Yo Killa Cam you know my mellow my n****
Get on the mic and squeeze them emcee triggers
BLOOOOWWWW
[Killa Kam:]
These girls got me laughin
Out here actin like they gattin
But we make cash and stash then we out
Some do follow but they hollow
It's about today f*** tomorrow
And I ain't got no sorrow for these snitches
Only thugs go out in these drenches
While I'm out f***** new r and b b******
I know at least 3 chics I get for they g bricks
Turn they little a** out shine up on they remix
Drivin in they B6 all decked out
Missin all they shows cause I got em stressed out
Aiyo I'm tryin to duck a 2 to 6 for movin bricks
And luprids chic aiyo you got to be stupid b****
They the one that give the cash give the a**
Can't count how many chics I gassed
They be like your supposed to care for me
I ain't believing that for the ghost of me
Masturbatin to Jodeci
But as soon as I get her hit her split her
Make her a** shine like glitter
Ky starts to s******
And they want the d*** give em a taste so they squirm
I make sure they learn with a taste full of s****
And I lick the c***ty not the s*****
But quickly get busy not to picky you don't got to be jiggy
It's 550 and I f*** a hoe till she come
She try to act aight like she don't know what she done
Now she got amnesia and you know how that hunny goes
Don't sweat it n**** laugh at them funny hoes
Aiyo I let they mother know
That I ain't they lover though
Soon as I bust a nut I'm on the phone with another hoe