Featuring the lox
[jadakiss]
My outlet is full of powerful niggas
Electrify ya tie spark up the lah
Keep the room dark let me fill out my high
Then slap box my ghost and'til one of us cry
Jae to the won can niggas fuck around?
And they better say andquot;nahandquot; word to allah
They dyinand' down i got iron now
Run upon and'em cock it back tie and'em down
If he try to move then i gotta lie him down
From y o aka riot town
I used to buy it, but i just supply it now
Yand'all used to talk, but youand're all quiet now
You know what it is that really makes it scrape it
Have a lot of cars, and the lot still vacent
And you wonand't stop speakinand' and'til i leave you on the cement
Leakinand', all hot none eatinand'
[yogi]
Slow down son, youand're kill and'em
Ok you can bring it to and'em
Everyday, just like mary j.
Sippinand' iced teas in the e and j
Partyinand', and'til your bare remain
Youand're killinand' and'em, ok you bring it to and'em
Everyday, just like mary j.
Honeys at the bar sippinand' alaze
Cru and lox is your hair remain
I know you brailinand' me, baby
Yogiand's in the lead, youand're trailinand' me, baby
The phdand's canand't compete mines is better than yours
Then we can take it to the streets, my rumand's redder than yours
Bx where the attic sniffy chalk outline
And the clubs they shout mine, shitand's about time
Chad and mighty ha key the predicate felon
When he make bell he eat more booty than ellen
Who you tellinand'?
The world is mine like esco
If not, at least a house and esgro
Turninand' ghetto stars into uncle tomand's
Yogi, the mellow low key
Understandinand' my crew is strictly shark bar
Champagne toastinand' while you splittinand' clark bars
Iand'd rather be live at the tunnel with flex
Then on the corner holdinand' bundles, next
[styles]
Y-oand's time to see the hunger in me
And i see the same thing in niggas younger than me
Like they live, they ainand't got a slice to give
In the broken down home and they priceless kids
Why wouldnand't it grab the gun, heist the crib
And the never learn shit until twice their bid
Like the world turn around funny clown money
Everybody laugh when they have it
What about the addic niggas thatand'll hustle for years
and'til they see the graveyard up at the tip
Playinand' spades, you in the world and playinand' sharades
If the wait jumped off you ainand't touch a gernade
Wanna die for the cause?
Lie for the doors
Niggas wanna play but never took time to pause
Learned to remind and check the phat four
Try to plug it in they wanna slice up the chords
[chadio]
Yo, yo if you got the doe, b, than show me
Cause iand'm walkinand' these streets and no one know me
Itand's gonand' change though, with the ill strange flow
In the 9-8 push my a black range rove
I keeps the real, seperate from the fake
If i kill, yo, iand'm doin so for the cake
Blastinand' go to a distant land
See my gunand's like church to a christain man
Itand's the code of the streets no time the explain
Free that soul on up to the next plain
Remember the pain, two shots from the flame
Remember the bloodstains, the cold wet rain
Little light guys with little white lies
We takinand' out cash and flippinand' big white pies
You rather run wild with your 9 mil. slant
You watchinand' too much stallone and van damme
[sheek]
Yo lox, what the fuck, what the fuck walked in here
Where my crew at, wave your shit in the air
Now bust and'em once for the niggas who ainand't with you
And jam above , show muthaphuckinand' love
We make cake, but to make cake you need batter
So it ainand't kickinand' that shit the beat ainand't gonna matter
Lox and cru, el familia to you
So if you want it you can get the 60 shot pronto
Sheek that kid that spit out like tabacco
Lyrically fucked out, a fit ainand't chips, we ducked out
Wonand't touch out if it ainand't a 7 figure route
Aye yo, chad papa, where that cranberry and vodka
Letand's get flicks, spit on the niggas like this
From y-o to b-x yand'all niggas straight c. s.
But we count the benjamins and collect che-x
My begets shine on my neck like iand'm flex
[mighty ha]
Give and'em what they want, this what they lookinand' for
Y-o-g, chadio and the mighty ha
Hit and'em in data once again with buttah hits
Baby chris ridinand' with my peeps mark pitts
Cominand' with the buttahs, production y-o-g
Grab a chickenhead, lets crack the bubbly
Flows by the gods cause the styles pronto
Dayes ya go, dayes ya go
