ll put soldiers all around your home Protect your dome [Verse 2] Better hide some straight to protect your head Cause that hot lead aimin there for your
me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, niggaz know my style,
blowing up the Grant's Tomb mobb beats to protect slaying your street bite like a killing, over-dealing for the pearly white [Hurricane G] blows down your
presidents I'm a tnt and m-o-b Mr. f-i-e-n to the d B-a double d-s to the t ? ? ? the barrel is chrome Cause your ass ain't makin it home We goin mobb
What, wherever you at (Hang on) Hold your head put your head to the sky For my ankle bracelet niggas (Hang on) 25 to life niggas Outlawz hang on (Hang
me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break north Don't make me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off Once again, niggaz know my style,
to rock This man's hot, your flesh start to boilin' hot Rhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your knot Knot headed niggaz get knocked out a lot Kick down your
my hands for protection In scuffles, throw all my blows in doubles I'm coming from Queens motherfucker carrying guns in couples And wilding, a Q-U soldier
low iron! Head bussa, Wigsplitter one time! Hot Boy$ cummiting crime! Head Bussa, wigsplitter two times! Just feel the heat of me low iron! Verse 1: (Lil' Wayne) Blah, to your
and fat Picture a nigger from uptown wit' a million Actin' bad, buyin' motherfuckin' buildins Get out the way or give your cash to me You see, I bring heat backed up by B
' out of shoes I head the corner in the Navigator Committed to excellence like a Raider You hate a **** like me but you got to love me Your lady wanna shove me and your
That's how it's goin' down niggas Straight R.B.G.'s, for life, for life (R.B.G.'s) Y'all talk bout the rocks on your watch Know that Y'all niggas don'
[b.c.c.] Lock it down lock it down [b.c.c.] Operation lockdown [b.c.c.] Lock it down lock it down [b.c.c.] [b.c.c.] Locked down [b.c.c.] The
opening your neck With the tech, as you sit in a Lex' Your next move, is slipping, your last move is shitting As your body gets soft, the shotty went
give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, niggaz know my style
of shoes I head the corner in the Navigator Committed to excellence like a Raider You hate a nigga like me but you got to love me Your lady wanna shove me and your
Chi Cleveland selection tha millenium connection flow be wack and hi-techin' If you ever hate then go select your weapon Put a hole in your head like
