Lyrics:
the city say I'm (?)
Cali thuggin', we be hanging out the two-doors
Two shots, bumping 2Pac, give me two knots, and I'm cool now
No lie, it was go time
a good strong buck, now you're fucked!
But my Third Eye helps me see
that the Black Man's God and yo it ain't no mystery
[both] It ain't no
my momma, why'know
To one of the most beautifulest ladies in the world
I love ya momma, keep it strong for ya
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
My momma, used
wasn't black-owned
It get burned up when the SC erupt
I hear the fakes on the
Radio make my ears ache
We aim and shoot the wack to reduce the pain
Black
it's off the pursuits
Back in fatigues, black tees and Timberland boots nigga
The year is new I want my spot back
Take 2, matter fact take the whole
And on the ground's a young soldier with meat hangin' out him
Am I hallucinatin' off the hazin'?
Or did I just see a nigga shoot another nigga's face in?
It's a ugly
(Mary had a little lamb)
That's a fib, she had two twins though
And one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this defect is ground
mob deep around the way
It's me and the crew, we're tryin' to map out the day
Yo what's the haps on how we gettin' snaps?
Are we gonna shoot some
bitch back
Fucking my bitch by the change (change)
Want me to jump out the stage (jump out the stage)
I wanna jump in the air (yeah)
You know
Yeah, black woman
[Grand Puba]
This one goes out to all the black woman across
the whole planet Earth, givin our black nation birth
(Mary had a little lamb)
That's a fib, she had two twins though
And one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this defect is ground
You're sittin' in fire
You're sittin' in the fire
Sitting in the fire
Come drop by my bro - bro
You combin' you fro - fro
You one out of many
Dey
it
Ayy show them how to do it
Get in quick then get up out it
Aye I show you how to do this hommie
How to hold that steady how
To shoot that shorty
what should I do
Should I bang with the red should I truce with the blue
Should I rock dope beats grab the mic and stay down
Or should I shoot out
straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK,
Little shortie sedated thinkin' the way out is by selling cracks
I seen black borthers cry like day by day the number multiply
And the devil don't give
two hot leds enter me
Enter 12 shells, horse fell
Sent Hell, six enemies
Surrounded by militia
They ‘bout to unmask me
Lastly blew her a kiss and
Made
Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon
continuous
Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin?
Wu-Tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here
On that AIDS
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
appoints
And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point
More two guards, 'nough straps
a jungle black it's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact, it's harder than most can imagine
Most of my niggaz packed in correctional facilities
Half
it, you a bad man
Young Money, strong funny, age like bam bam
Black Lamb on the interstate
Coppers givin chace
Bet you I could get away spitta!
Cut
ain't kidding
If you want it, you can get it
Members of the rage, come and get you some
Next step's out the jet from the lean back (ow)
Running 'round
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