Oh!
Ooh!
Yeah!
Feel me!
Can you feel that?
It's that s***!
Yoooooooooooo!
[Verse 1:]
These n***** acting like a n**** never paid his dues,
But all the while, these f*****s would of walked up in my shoes.
Exotic whips, they see me in, they think it's fun and games,
Like I ain't have to struggle on the corner slinging 'caine.
Crackhead short with it. - Pay me when it first came
And bet that a** that I was on 'em when the first came
A far cry from the fortune and the f****** fame
Snot nose rappers coming at me, is you f****** playing?
I got a icebox - where my heart used to be
s***! - We can get into some gangsta s***, it's cool with me.
Been through it all. - Ain't that much that you can do to me,
I feel you baby, you just fronting for publicity.
Front page pose for this nine milli' - I suppose, you know how it go.
Don't act silly! - With a blow, leave 'em froze,
Yeah! - It's a cold city! - Only f**** with my homeys,
Stood in the cold with me. - Now pour the Henny!
[Chorus:]
Don't worry bout me! - I'm right where I'm 'pose to be
Mad at me! - Cause they not where they think they should
I'm here! - I'm there! - I'm in your hood
Late night creeping, cause you know I could.
And if we get it on, then it's meant to be,
I'm smiling at the judge, when he sentenced me.
My IQ high! - Ain't no testing me!
Straight N.Y., n****, every breath of me! [echoes]
[Verse 2:]
The money and the drugs, freak hoes or the whips
I'm a boss! I can recognize how real the s*** could get
CSI got 'em bugging, I ain't leave a f****** print
Not a shell! - I ain't even tell my bottom a** b****.
If the world could talk, probably clap before the walls could talk,
Call me crazy, Don Bishop in this m****f****, boy!
Get it right! - Get it twisted, they be knocking down your door
Early morn' - at ya mama house - praying to the Lord!
"What my baby done did now? "
Your baby ain't a baby! He done left a n**** down,
Loyal money, no bomb! - Quick he need a speedy trail,
Call my dunny, need to find out who running they f****** mouth,
Find that m****f****, cause you know we gotta take 'em out!
I ain't trynna sit around seeing how it plays out,
I need some answers! And I need 'em for the days out,
For they hammer a** - up in super max, no breaking out! [echoes]
Ooh!
Yeah!
Feel me!
Can you feel that?
It's that s***!
Yoooooooooooo!
[Verse 1:]
These n***** acting like a n**** never paid his dues,
But all the while, these f*****s would of walked up in my shoes.
Exotic whips, they see me in, they think it's fun and games,
Like I ain't have to struggle on the corner slinging 'caine.
Crackhead short with it. - Pay me when it first came
And bet that a** that I was on 'em when the first came
A far cry from the fortune and the f****** fame
Snot nose rappers coming at me, is you f****** playing?
I got a icebox - where my heart used to be
s***! - We can get into some gangsta s***, it's cool with me.
Been through it all. - Ain't that much that you can do to me,
I feel you baby, you just fronting for publicity.
Front page pose for this nine milli' - I suppose, you know how it go.
Don't act silly! - With a blow, leave 'em froze,
Yeah! - It's a cold city! - Only f**** with my homeys,
Stood in the cold with me. - Now pour the Henny!
[Chorus:]
Don't worry bout me! - I'm right where I'm 'pose to be
Mad at me! - Cause they not where they think they should
I'm here! - I'm there! - I'm in your hood
Late night creeping, cause you know I could.
And if we get it on, then it's meant to be,
I'm smiling at the judge, when he sentenced me.
My IQ high! - Ain't no testing me!
Straight N.Y., n****, every breath of me! [echoes]
[Verse 2:]
The money and the drugs, freak hoes or the whips
I'm a boss! I can recognize how real the s*** could get
CSI got 'em bugging, I ain't leave a f****** print
Not a shell! - I ain't even tell my bottom a** b****.
If the world could talk, probably clap before the walls could talk,
Call me crazy, Don Bishop in this m****f****, boy!
Get it right! - Get it twisted, they be knocking down your door
Early morn' - at ya mama house - praying to the Lord!
"What my baby done did now? "
Your baby ain't a baby! He done left a n**** down,
Loyal money, no bomb! - Quick he need a speedy trail,
Call my dunny, need to find out who running they f****** mouth,
Find that m****f****, cause you know we gotta take 'em out!
I ain't trynna sit around seeing how it plays out,
I need some answers! And I need 'em for the days out,
For they hammer a** - up in super max, no breaking out! [echoes]