faith a test of will but it's too late it's too late, too late for me it's too late, time broke with my hope another day my blood runs cold stuck at
my shit and I don't give a damn Roll up, your eye will get swoll up Suckers who flexed yo, their deaths got tolled up, holled up 'Cause I'm not the
, my chick hood My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could My, my chick bad, better, better than yours My, my chick bad, better, better than yours My, my, my
We never listen to them, it's like trying to take a piss in the wind My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test 'em They all standing close to the
stymie to fly that hiney Buy me keys, to my Benz and my Coupe Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my group (now speed it up) Beat to the
the first to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money Before it all gets spent up and you wanna
done rolled up, the bigger the nigga, the quicker get showed up Let's swerve to the birds set up a hold up So many bodies me blowed up Nuts bucks and
won't get caught up brought up Outta the cut wit sawed off sawed up Nigga that brought that pap pap Every time wit gal up yall up started This
that I had to do was stare Test me now, contender, never no surrender, no pretend Pick up my pen, in my hand, one of my trusted friend, friend, hey
, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock Pop, pop givin' up shotz to tha double glock, glock Pop, pop givin' up
. Let my nuts and my gauge hang low. Now, walk on by. All: [Boogy Nikke on the mic, right.] Boogy Nikke: Thuggin' through my thuggish-ass hood at night with my
you, the call is yours I was determined My niggaz out will burn and chew you Spit you out, like a shot from a German Luger Now who want it, test my peoples
same every night I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool If he played me close and tried to test my cool Every day I wonder just how I'll die
at? I got my two guns, I came to scoop ones A down ass bitch and she down to click Got a nice little hooptie that I get around with And my plan is not
gone you got caught up in Stormy weather That's why I'm a grafter the tag team master Don't know now you will realize after I've made my mark with
, they under my rubble Clone motherfuckers, always the villain, like the hubble Fuck your bubble, I bust them shits Plaques and shit, grab my dick, spit these hits All, my