flashes of light When you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife Niggaz get caught up in the struggle End up in court in trouble,
Goose+ You punks got a 50/50 chance of livin, you playin +Rock Paper Scissors+ I got twin glocks from Scotland, I'd rather +Double Dutch+ witcha Why the FUCK would I knuckle up
good Total Recall the hood Remember when niggas just stood where they should Now these niggas actin' outta place, talkin' out they fuckin' face Screamin' how the real when they the snakes
me on the top you can see when we drop You can meet me on the block, we'll stop and talk We do not get thrown we don't stop Whether or not we up on top
me here I'm talkin' big hockey bags dragged back and forth Bring it down south and get more from back up north So I can stack up more, no matter attack
Yes, I fuck men, though" [Interlude: Ghostface Killah (Sheek Louch)] Aiyo, Sheek (What up, dog?) Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up! [Sheek Louch
all He just cracked the V8 backed up, leaned against the wall Lookin flower, he just came home, he on like a fuck Did a dime for holdin' up the Gods up
and it connects like sideburns The segment, rare fragment comes together Like magnets, attract heads, capture like dragnet Goin' through mad phases, of all ages Killa beez locked the fuck up
fuck that shit Number two, the snake Show these motherfuckers what time it is Number two, the snake Whose the bad ass? Whose the bad ass? Now number two
my space I'll push yo fuckin back in Spit in your face and hand your faggot ass a napkin Everything you did mu'fucka we done done done Ran streets took
m livin' slow, Peter Pan style son, You didn't know I never grow up, my mind is set at six years old, As far as I'm concerned this grown-up shit is
t make loot, when your moms is smokin' up the product I try to tell ya, don't let these streets fuckin' fail ya The way niggaz be gettin' clapped, shit'll fuckin
climb you like a stepson No weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking fakes to the towel Snakes in my file Shit, I'll sit down all stand-up comic rappers
us) Second album nigga, two guns up nigga Real L.O.X., blaze "We Are the Streets" nigga, y'all know who the best (C'mon) Fuck y'all niggas wanna do,
be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack Biggie, Biggie I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets
ooze Anything I touch I bruise Puff THINK YOU DONT KNOW IT Nigga fuck your rules (That's right) Goodfellas.. you know you can't touch US TWO Chorus
Uh and there it goes Chorus: Larceny of the Snakes One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. *repeat x2* One two
and alcohol Man, how the fuck do you know? My mind's just spinnin' off that indoor smoke Got me seein' double visions 'cause I'm tore up loc It's no