I?m all about I?m leaving this place, forgetting their names We don?t know why you?re all the fucking same, we will never fade We don?t know why you?re all
fleet Y'all sour me, my summers sweet Kiss my mother feet Hate just makes chop em as they creek Life forever sweet Life's a gamble and I play for keeps
from corner to castles with pawns and capsules Scramble and find, my money's up, I'm praying for war I do this all the time, all the time, all the time
Don't shout! The Ambassador won't leave till Everyone's out The choppers're on there way there's Room for you all [ANOTHER MARINE] They're climbing over
bullets, I pulled the trigger now love, this is a bitch to pull it, All of this hint (cassilling?), nothing can save this killing, I thought you cared for
a ghost town So don't try to play post, clown, you know the L.L.'s back in town And all the wanna-be sherrifs is gettin' shot down Gimme that microphone
year old shot caller baby I'm raised in the hood In a all black call Down mercedes cool Got your wife at my house and she naked too And all my niggas all
your last cigarette (Hey) It's all or nothing, no in between (No in between) I make the scene (Make this scene) Runnin' outta gas on the fast lane Hot shot
the peace with all we've got Someone has to fire the warning shot Teach all your children to follow the leader And do as he says without question or reason Fight for
'em, there's a lot of talk in the streets about me Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about me, get back to questions Like "50, who shot ya? You think it was Preme, Freeze or
all streets And we prey on the weak (Mobb Niggaz...) Y'all can't come close at all, our clips is tall Enough shots to kill all y'all (Mobb Niggaz...)
is on fire where snoopy sits right now. You should have shot yourself in the foot when it was in your mouth. CHORUS Thieves in the strobe deep freeze your pose. For
opportunity to gain is all I got to lose 'Cause I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse That's the shit I like Lord got the door shot
all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that Jazz
? All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on! Suck all day on a cherry stone
a track, a trail to trace But when you're staring inside a mirror, you see my face And I'll terrify, so don't ever try To shake or bake or flake cause
get in and out this motherfucker And when you get in there don't act like no bitch (shot) Freeze motherfucker, alright bitch strip get down (shot) Nothing
morn' we'll be rocking you all Don't stop, the body rock All my people out in Queens that know you're hot, you say Don't stop, the body rock All my
