This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash And get your dash on While you're chillin', with your homies
you know I'll do you up Now back on the streets and my records are clean I creeped on my bitch wit my uzi machine Went to the house and kicked down the
you're dead wrong) [Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're
ass Let me just slow down time And make some musical rhythms that fuck wit ya mind Check it out check it out Fuck wit ya head! ..Fuck wit ya head! Check it out! Fuck wit ya head
is up now man? What? Where my money at man? Hey yo, yo I told you I'd see you when I see you Aww man you act like you wanna fight What what? Yeah yeah
candle, but you frontin You ain't got nothin, with your life you gamble One day you gamble up snake eyes Talkin all that junk about you don't take dives, you
eyes? You think it's for you? You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more
personal, and you might have to nurse a few Clap or hum and I'll still kick a verse or two Front like you can, you know you can't mess with this Light
like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion You think you can fuck around, but kid you're just thinking It's over when I'm sober, imagine when I'm drinking
fresh and i'm so clean I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies Headed down stairs to get you
get down like that Got your father hidin in a room; fucked him with the broom Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound Who you think you're
heart on your sleeve Politics suck, you'll be shit out of luck If you ever mess with the methods they use No way to doubt, three strikes you're out You
when it's comin from the fist [Def Jef] Now I want you to think of six women that's close to you And I want you to think if somebody was beatin on em
When I kick through your front door "What you gon' do?" When I beat you up in the club "What you gon' do?" My whole crew, we comin for you, you, you,
slang when I bang my bongos Now most people want it but have to main ready So I'mma hold it down for them heads in Rock Steady Renegade cut up the brake