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Yo, the sun shine forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together Better now than never, business pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it
Yeah right, no what, we air tight So when you somethin' make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by Our music keeps you movin' what are you You that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'm a you love me baby crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is gonna leave you broke So the only thing now is God for these cats And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats While they up facts (uh) you rakin' up plaques
In The Commission, you ask for to hit 'em He don't like me, hit him while wifey was him You of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low lately, the hate me The son of Satan, say my killing's too blatant You hesitatin' I'm in your crib waitin' Duct your fam' destiny lays in my hands, gat in my waist Francis, M to the phenomenal Gun rest under vest by the abdominal a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike Anyone, Tyson, Jordan, action, guns, ridiculous And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch or girl you touch, in this world I clutch Two auto-matos, used to call me Now you me Castro, my rap flows militant, y'all faggots ain't shit Oops Crystal keep shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be hands and say it like me The most shady, Frankie baby, Graphic, tryin' to make dough, Jurassic Park did quick to kids who start shit See me, me The of this holocaust Truly yours, Frank
We got the real live shit front to back To my people in the world, where the you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real live shit front to back To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggaz is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? my bitches is at?
Put your money on the table and get your on Break it down, split it up, get laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my on There's a bed full of that I get my ass on I never lose the to go platinum Said I'd live it up 'til all the gone Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it to make classics, than acid P-D, rollin on tape or CD The girl-boy killa, no team The Fam-o, ammo, is every We been hot for a long burnin like a candle What you can do is check distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface 'em You ain't gotta me, you just mad cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The heaters in the two-seaters, two Midas Senoritas, rings when you meet us P. Diddy run the city, show no I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Matty the neck of your coke connect No respect off 'til all y'all diminish for twenty minutes, until we finish Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas step up, with Mase and 'em Placin' in funerals, criminals turned aroused The City, nobody come off like P.Diddy wise, I play men Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men You screamin, I position, Another day in the life, of the
We got the real live shit from front to To my in the world, where the fuck you at? my niggas is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit from to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the my bitches at? Where my is at?
We got the real live from front to back To my niggas in the world, the fuck you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real live from front to back To my niggas in the world, where the you at? Where my is at? Where my is at? Where the fuck my at? Where my is at?
We got the real shit! y'all niggas wanna do?
It's all up now I'm a do now, huh? What I'm a do It's all up now