Once you my name out Things will never be the They should have let us Get off foot in game
since I was introduced to rap music I missin' a screw like Bishop and Juice I could it at any moment Those who know me it
So probaly told you go with the flow Just so that I don't and Have another where I let it go As far as the one Benzino did
I'm waitin' for that next I'm cocked, and loaded I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin' My dick's so Anna Nicole could Use it to fuckin' pole vault
Oh, shit! I mean when she was still Before they cut her open and lypo'ed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a 'Cause they know that they don't spit the a shame what people do for ten minutes of fame
Everyday, the same thing in this game try to buddy, buddy us Just to get close to study us Everybody just to have somethin' to do with that They all tryin' to get stamp
They after Shady, aftermath money It's like a They probably now finally how to rob fully 50 was like a fuckin' jackpot for me And Dre, it's like we hit the fuckin'
And a damn machine at the same time as each other Why the fuck you think we ride like we we rhyme with each other? In we discovered that we have more in common Then we thought with other Both robbed of our
Our fathers want us What was wrong us, was it our fault 'Cause we started thinkin' God doesn't us Two odd Who happened to meet at the right time What a coincidence 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica I still remember the call up at Chung King
Big L had just got just a month before If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from Two years me and Doc had to come and operate That's when he up a number one And we never gonna stop if you wonderin' if I'm under the gun
You ain't gotta agree all the with me Or see eye to eye always be animosity between you and I But see the difference is if it is I could give a
Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' as usual aside 'fore I bruise 'em all Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it with you call Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these? You gotta love 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, they're like
Stompin', I been Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck Compton' I was whilin', Back when was still makin' Maxell cassettes I wasn't raps Elvis yet
tells us that Any doubts in your head that the shit Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc And ya don't