[Memphis Bleek] Yeah
yeah
nigga
Just Blazin
ya heard? It s ya main man
I m back niggaz
HOLLA! My break I m fresh off it I never change
I m stuck in these ways Nike Airs
sweats and Taurus (uh?) But I m-a do it for my enemies They wanna end my chill
wanna see what that villa be Now what that sound like? Plus they know what a clip get down like Turn bags from bladders
legs to wheels
paint it peels Cuz u in wit a nigga that ll jump out
raise the steel I live this way it s real
dog
no joke Blow smoke in ya bitch face
piss in ya wheels Slap ya custies
clap your workers
dead the strip Stick ya connect
yap ya bitch So let it be known I m back for my grizzley The Sergeant
the Cap
the Mac holds 60 For rookies and vets I ll bang til it click So run and tell ya duela the Ruger come wit two clips
dog M-Easy
won t leave
my hood need me Pop fa sheezy
who don t believe me? We all criminals but live like a diplomat We get low
when the dough low
get it back [Beanie Sigel] Here is something you can t understaaaaaaaaand How I could just kill a man for Killa Cam Me and my Roc killa fam
top billers man We run the spot
drop ceilings fam
Hit the wall drop ceiling fans Listen boar
man I show you how to fill a van
Up with killers man And line the trunk Keep a stash box for the nine and the pump The coach walk you through and he grind you up What-chu want the dope or the weed? How you want it packaged? In the cap or the bag? How you want me packin ? Wit the mac or the mag? Yeah that Bent get back
but listen scrap
act real fast And keep a wack that ll gag ya back Block style from ya swagger
ya swacks It s the Broad Street Bully bitch I bully niggaz on the broadest streets I house niggaz on the narrowest BLOCK! Know my rules when the barrel get hot When the gun blows
and the shots fall
and the smoke clear
Man I be hearin you murder (you ain t here!) Nobody hit up in the cross cuz I m observin (you ain t here!) Nobody be missin your loss cuz you deserved it South Philly niggaz kill at will
I keep my mac-milli CHILLY CHILL On the really-real
fore I make you niggaz feel this steel
[Cam ron] (Killa! Killa!) Go head stupid niggaz go wit them chicks I m the third little piggy
I m-a wit them bricks Better yet the bakery I got pies and cakes Nigga think doublin is turnin 5 to 8 I turn 8 to 20
20 to 100
100 to 1000 That to 100,000
in front-a housin Closed em all down dog
no one s allowed in I m coppin everything I m done wit browsin It s the top don
glock palm
dot com Get rocked ma like Haseem Rahman And I m extra scary CEOs all the frontin ain t necessary
I wit secretaries All for information
it ain t necessary They in love like the 14th of February Play em like April 1st right before I slide off It could be March 2nd
sound like July 4th Halloween or Memorial Day At your memorial be one year from today All y all think it s peace and peachy I leave you reesy piecy
all my bitches rock
Christian Dior
BCBG
round phony niggaz get the heeby jeebies Hungry hoes say "Killa feed me feed me
" Calm down ma
easy easy Talk greasy
please me
get my man Weezy Still rock Ellesses
to squeeze appease me He ain t no tease but measly Not Doggy s Angels
KILLA
please believe me
[scratches] You now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C
[Jay-Z] Niggaz wanna despise the team
[Beanie Sigel] ROC-A-FELLA When the shit gets down you know who s doin the poppin! [Jay-Z] [scratches] KILLA! [Cam ron] [scratches] EASY! those who disagree
my bullets you get em FREE! [Bleek] Roc-a-roc-a [scratches] Roc-a-roc-a [scratches] Roc-a-roc-a ROC in this muh [scratches] muh-muh a
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