Bedside, nobody even comin' close, nigga
A, I get my hustle off all day
R, keep the ill rims on the car
M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
Soldier, I'm a General crack King
LL competition, they fell because I
Mary, you think you hot, Cool Jane? Ever
S, I repped it, what more can I say, son
Hot cars, nigga, never be afraid you gotta
Double R, whole block, lined up wit all the
S, I repped it, what more can I say, son
R, wreck my block, knee all far
Linden, look at the ice and leather, the way it
E, big up to my nigga E Love
M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
Why try, from the Bronx to Shaolin to
Hold on, you know I'm goin' out nigga
Sexy me and my team spendin' cream on the
Duck down, you better play like En Vogue and
Uptown, like buckshot said nigga
Hold on, you wanna battle? Set it off baby
Come on, come on, come one, come on
Beat down and you can pump it in your system till it
R, keep the ill rims on the car
A, I get my hustle off all day
E, big up to my nigga E Love
Head ride when I'm goin' to Bedshaw
R, wreck my block, knee all far
Hip hop the broad money and alah zay it
Hold on, 'cuz another major label told me
Blow out whatever dog, no doubt, I'm bout to
Hardcore don't he know I stay raw? this is
R, keep the ill rims on the car
Come on, come one, come on, come on
Kill that, have her garglin' nuts until I
F, because my flavor's the best
Heat up, got her beggin' me to beat it up
S, I repped it, what more can I say, son
Killa Queens this joint knocked in the tunnel 'bout
Do this bringing drama and truth 'cuz I don't
Here it, and when it comes to this I'm not a
Don't stop niggas stumblin' and fallin' off a
Hot block, he got the chrome shit spinnin' up on
F, because my flavor's the best
Club scene on Performance Boulevard out in
Play that, and I be reepin' up cash since
Blendin', pass the spit hot Linden from here to
Smack up, anybody who front like he
I told ya, I proved I'm the greatest rapper, nigga
Murder, little niggas gettin money on the
F, because my flavor's the best
E, big up to my nigga E Love
Farmers what, farmers what
Raw dog, throw your wacky on the floor, straight
One O clock, they like them raw, not the watered down
Spill that, you better play like En Vogue and
Way back put your honey on my lap and make her
Remember me, I'm the greast MC there could
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Farmers what, farmers what
Ever be, you better call Def Jam, and tell 'em
Get paid, no matter what I do, I keep it
A, I get my hustle off all day
M, I gotta hold it down wit my man
What now, tell your man step up, then watch he
Ice out, me and my man, Little Sharp in the
Go down, game one, do or die like
R, wreck my block, knee all far
No doubt, I'll take your block and air it out, stay
