Lyrics:
the bands
Got enough ammunition to supply the Taliban
Every bar is like a bullet, they go doo doo!
People try to Dodge
But they can't like a fuckin' caravan
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
Make it look like magic, make it look like magic, how my people flip it from them circumstances, the way my niggas move make it look entrancing, ugh
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
people go from my company and they sold out
I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
Mama said don't leave out the house if
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
by Mr. Hyde
Without an invite mother fucka, don't come
Monstrous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch
Come on come on [Repeat x3]
Here in 1992, we present the fabulous What's The Scenario remix
Whereas, there are seven MC's
Six which are in physical form, one which is in
nigga let's pour up
My money just go up
Ahahahahahahahah
You know what I mean
That was the remix by the way
That we're bringin' Young Sorealist man
You
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
you want me leggo
(repeat)
I am appointed by Jah
To go everywhere and preach
People of this world
Request that I speak
I am present in
leggo
(repeat)
I am appointed by Jah
To go everywhere and preach
People of this world
Request that I speak
I am present in the studio
Seven nights
of Isreal
He has come to his people and set them free
Raising up for us a mighty Saviour
From the house of David, his servant
Blessed be the Lord, the God
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
A dubb for a kill
10k for a hit
Carol Remix Extended the clip
The 50s is straight they made from the print
Nigga I I had a nigga tell me I was richI told
love you'll find here
The very best love you'll ever find
In His presence we have joy
Are you ready let's go
As our Praises come out
Singing Our God
I put on for my people in the streets
Eyes seen things that you won’t believe
Eyes wide open but mouth don’t speak
People rode for this now it comes
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
And open doors to hurting people like me
People like me
Is it fair to say that I am stressing out
No, No, No (Remix)
Jae Millz, Cam'ron, T.I
(Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you know we had to do this right here
All hoods, stand up
All rude bwoys
that I would get my diagnosis
Come up with a treatment plan to give me all the hope but
I was too late, hold myself accountable
Storming out the office I
in pity, cause you don't gotta' care (yeah)
There, there
Let me instruct you on the Way you should go
It's been, preached in your heart time and time
life
They was real hitmen
Famous for takin' people life
You shoot basketballs
Battle rap and go on casting calls
Ya ass a fraud name somebody you shoot
the dwellings of Jacob and Abraham
So the lord God loveth holy mount Zion
From Queen of Sheba comes David second
Go notify the Vatican and tell the people
Look for we
Madness David Rudder say
Look for we
Shirt off in the people place
Look for we
Real Gyal and is only waist
Look for we
By the end they
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