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Yo, the sun shine forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together Better now than never, business before P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air So when you hear somethin' make you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by Our keeps you movin' what are you provin'? You know that I'm two above you baby Hug me baby, I'm a you love me baby Talkin' crazy, gon' get you nothin' but choked And jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So the only thing now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win cause I'm too smart for cats While they up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't me, hit him while wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, shady Been on the low lately, the hate me The son of Satan, they say my too blatant You I'm in your mama crib waitin' Duct tapin' your fam' lays in my hands, gat in my waist Francis, M to the iz-H Gun rest under your vest by the Rhyme a few so I can buy a few cars And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never Never hesitant, leave a bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, pack guns, And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you Kids or you touch, in this world I clutch Two auto-matos, used to me fatso Now you call me Castro, my rap militant, y'all faggots killin' shit Oops Crystal spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the zone, you shouldn't be alone Hold hands and say it me The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic Graphic, tryin' to make dough, Jurassic Park did quick to spark kids who start See me, me The Under-boss of holocaust yours, Frank White
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Put your on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your on See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on a bed full of money that I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash Ain't that funny, only use plastic, it to make classics, hotter than P-D, rollin on tape or CD The girl-boy killa, no team The Fam-o, ammo, is every We been hot for a long time burnin a candle What you can do is check distribution My bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em You ain't like me, you just mad I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The heaters in the two-seaters, two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us P. run the city, show no pity I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook' Matty broke the neck of your connect No respect squeeze off all y'all diminish Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas step up, with just and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The Brick City, nobody off like P.Diddy Business wise, I men Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all betray men You screamin, I position, day in the life, of the Commission
We got the live shit from front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
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We got the real live shit from front to To my niggas in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? my niggas is at? Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at?
We got the real shit! Fuck y'all wanna do?
all fucked up now What I'm a do now, What I'm a do It's all up now