know you cant handle it now that you know its true you know its true you cant handle it now that i'm better than you i'm better than you you cant handle it
let's get it) Ain't shit funny (uhh) shake it honey (let's get it) Take it money, now let's get it (let's get it) [P. Diddy over Chorus] This, is, the
to sleep, Other times it was crazy laughter and that thought I'll keep And I wish there was something else I could say, So much loneliness it will not
love? Never quit my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it
cash. [Verse 6: T-Luni of Cydal] It's paraphanalia not parinoid you fuckin wit a pair of boys that'll pump yo body full of lead an watch it swell up
, and yo, you can best believe Bring your toothbrush, a fresh pair of panties, yo, and that's all you need So let's keep it a G thang, (?), uhh, and please
I'm never lonely My dogs and my guns keep me company, the path get bumpy it's lonely road up to the top, I start to really feel it Pac When he said fuck
too expensive and totally bland I'm workin it out the cost of your skirt and your blouse Furnished my house, the planet will learn It's funny for pants
t as good as it seems" Get ripped like flesh, you got kitten's pride I'll make a mess on your set and your dress Handle my business, or handle your princess
my motherfuckin real niggaz Ya heard me? Baby, Slim, Fresh, Turk, Wayne, Juvi, Joe Cassi, K.C., Curl It don't even much stop (I keep it real with my real
it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You could take it how ya wanna Bring it how ya feel Accept it in blood cuz Ya get it how ya live nigga
to be lame, but this ain't nobody fighter The southern writer, the preacher and keep a heater beside Oomp Camp and Pastor Troy we letting it ride So many
life goes on, seen blood shed for nothing they came trough buzzin when it struck em we charged to the game like fuck it, now get back ya bitches? When
movin shit out department stores it's H-O-Z dedicated to work like to pull on my colla when I pimp it work if it's yo skirt she choose ya lose either
and we do it live, for the world it's still fuck off You know what and we in that you knowhatI'msayin? And this how we handle business, nigga From the
Somebody please help me before they melt me But naw dog you ever felt me So it's a must that I clutch guns pop pills To keep my feelings real, illings will but hold up It
IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM [Chorus] "Touch it - bring it - babe - watch it - turn it - leave it - stop - format it" [x4] [Verse 6: Papoose (Busta Rhymes
