Once you call my out Things will never be the They should have let us Get off foot in game
Ever since I was introduced to rap I been missin' a screw Bishop and Juice I lose it at any moment Those who know me it
So they probaly you go with the flow Just so that I explode and Have episode where I let it go As far as the one with did
I'm waitin' for that beef I'm cocked, and loaded I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin' My dick's so hard Anna Nicole Use it to fuckin' pole vault
Oh, shit! I mean when she was still they cut her stomach open and lypo'ed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, a game 'Cause they know that they spit the same It's a what people do for ten minutes of fame
Everyday, it's the same People in this game try to buddy, us Just to get close to study us Everybody just wants to have somethin' to do with They all tryin' to get that
after that Shady, aftermath money It's a monopoly probably just now finally Understand how to rob 50 Cent was a fuckin' jackpot for me And Dre, it's like we hit the lottery
And a slot machine at the same time as each other Why the fuck you we ride like we brothers we rhyme with each other? In time we discovered we have more in common Then we thought with each robbed of our mothers
Our fathers ain't us What was wrong with us, was it our 'Cause we started thinkin' God doesn't us Two odd Who just happened to meet at the time What a coincidence when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens I still remember the call up at Chung King
Big L had just got popped a month before If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from Two years me and Doc had to come and operate That's he popped up a number one And we ain't never gonna stop if you Even if I'm the gun
You gotta agree all the time with me Or see eye to eye There'll always be between you and I But see the is if it is I could give a shit
Still conduct motherfuckin' business as usual Ego's aside 'fore I 'em all Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it with you call Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these? You gotta love 'em, look at the of 'em, they're like cleats
Stompin', I been Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton' I was whilin', Back when they was still Maxell cassettes I wasn't even Elvis yet
That us that Any doubts in head that seals the shit Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc And ya stop