[Lil' Cease]
Uh, yeah
All my BK niggas, uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your macks out
All my jail niggas, maxxed out
B.I.G. niggas
Forever, nigga
What, yo, yo, yo
Nigga what, uh, my gun busts like phone numbers (uh huh)
Seven shots, tear the roof off you gold Hummer (yeah)
My shit drop, it's gon do Hooty numbers
Blow Fish, I'm gonna be hotter than the summer
I got bread now, niggas wonder (uh huh)
Who I'm writing for, who this nigga, faggot promoter?
I'm just smarter, I play my game like a hand of Poker
It's a millon in the stash, bitch, check the sofa (check the sofa)
It's two mil' in the closet, on the left of the loafers (uh huh)
When I come through, niggas P.Y.P. like soldiers (yeah)
I'm the type that hold dough like Tommy (Hilfiger) (uh huh)
Fuck a bitch like (Martin) then tell her it's over (it's over)
Kicked her out my chromed out Rover
I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh huh)
>From here to North Dakota, speed bump, chrome on the roller
Like bears that's Polo, we come out when it's colder
1- [Busta Rhymes]
Ey, yo (yo)
Feel the ruff (ruff)
Scandlous (lous)
The more weed smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
Yo (yo)
Feel the ruff (ruff)
Scandlous (lous)
The more weed smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
C'mon
Feel the ruff (ruff)
Scandlous (lous)
The more weed smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
C'mon
Yo, feel the ruff (ruff)
Scandlous (lous)
The more weed smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
[Mr. Bristal]
What, Cris flow 'ever, nigga, you know what that mean (uh)
Cock and squeeze, don't talk, when I roll in the scene
My man was yappin' to this nigga, got caught up in between ('tween)
That-a happen to any nigga that go against me (uh)
Do y'all want beef (uh uh) or do y'all want peace? (uh uh)
Y'all don't really wanna see me take it to the streets (uh uh)
When we do, nigga, we get deeper than the sea (c'mon)
Bodies fell, floatin' way out in Tennesee (yeah)
Can't handle one, so why ask for ten of me? (uh huh)
And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory
Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city
There where the grimy and gritty once told by Frank Nitty
What's the dilly? Niggas still frontin' Willy
Actin' like they ahead o' the game
Put the four-point-six in the Range (c'mon)
Itchy like wearin' wool in the rain
And keep it simple nigga, but with me, it's just plain
Like Eminem's rhymes is rim, DJ's keep spinnin' them (spinnin' them)
If they ain't down with the fam
I ain't really feelin' them (I ain't feelin' them)
Especially if they got something to say about Cease and them (Cease and them)
So for now, with the and-one, that's how we greetin' them
Repeat 1
[G-Dep]
I got a lot to gain, these cats playin' and it's not a game
It is a game but I forgot you playin' (I forgot you playin')
Forgot your name, forgot your claim (uh)
But I remember when the bullets stopped your brain
And like, got your chain
It's plain simple, use your brain tissue (uh huh)
Or you could remain cripple, wishin' they ain't hit you (yeah)
Not inofficial, y'all niggas counterfeit
Shot about seventeen natural, something's bound to hit (huh)
Bounded with a team of shakers to see the paper
Then blow like Anita Baker, if you need it, just make it
If you need to wake up, holler
I Kiss the Girls to make them holler, make them bounce
Anything to make a dollar, y'all understandin' me (uh)
I just do it, I ain't the one to plan it
Just hide it under the table, shit, I'm underhanded (uh huh)
Perfected the nine, perfected the line (yeah)
Nasty, perfected with lime (yeah)
Busted with paper, infected with rhyme
Repeat 1 to fade
[Lil' Cease]
Yo, yo, feel the ruff, nigga
Uh, Flipmode
Uh, Brist, my niggy
Garfield, Big Nash
All my niggas thuggin' it
Feel the ruff, nigga
Uh, D-Roc
Yeah
Are you gon' feel this nigga?
Told you, don't stop now
[Puffy]
Let these Muthafuckaz know (Brooklyn)
We ain't playin(It's my time to shine)
We gonna let B.I.G. live vicariously through us, you feel me?
You don't even know how to spell that shit(get my shit off on Niggaz)
But Cease tell 'em why it's a long time coming, playa
[Lil' Cease]
Uh...I'ma do the dues I'ma do my thing
Do the dues I'ma do my thing
Do the dues I'ma do my thing
Uh.. yo...yo..yo
It's me y'all Cease a Leo, big spender
Ice rockin criss (where you at nigga?)
I'm at the bar with ten strippers
No niggaz, rock platinum, just avoid gold diggers
I'm here now, guess what, I want it all now
Fuck blazers and roofs, we kick the door down
Beat you in the jaw now, move swift like a coke on a grey hound
Nigga what, it's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
Cause I been doing this shit since day one
Yeah, niggaz talk it but then niggaz walk it
I'ma be in the benz flossin', Look at chicken's crossing
Like vaseline, old school gather deans, uh no exposure in no magazines
Think you can test my team?
Team up boy you still can't match my queen
With a lack of self esteem, foolish pleasure, layed out on a stretcher
Tryin to test the, mic molester, word to my uncle Fester
I put it on y'all B.I.G. warned y'all about the thugz that wrote calls
[Chorus]
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long ...
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long ...
[Larceny]
You love them hoez, banga?
Please, bitch call me Mr.Freeze cuz the shit on my neck and my sleeve
Be keepin' zero degreez, when I fuck just a nut in the breeze
Learned from LiL Cease, keep them hoez on they knees
Start to love em then you trickin your cheese
Her and her friend whippin the V and that ain't me
I switch my bitch up bitch up like Jordan in the playoffs
Switchin his kicks off, you got it mixed up like the hash seeds and
Sticky greens that I twist up, for me it just be luck
I'm holdin mine jump in the truck, what, just hang a bitch, bang a bitch,
Leave em in dead, coffin style, bitches love a thug when they smile, uhhh
It's me yo, the poet, street gigolo, mafia dough got plans for this shit to
blow
Now I want the strip locked with the crack code open, blow, you front?
Be the first to go, you know?
[Chorus]
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long ...
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
We been on this shit since day one
[Lil Cease]
Niggaz talk it while I live it, nigga it's so vivid
See when B.I.G. did it, I keep it Jig wit it
These niggaz ain't got enough dough to get wit it
The heart, you can't get it Mr L you wont get it
Got enough tissue y'all? Cease done shitted
Album done fully submitted and all that dip down long sleeve, fitted hat
Been doing this since way back, 94, fully newer score
Till 96 when track masters signed the law (what) then I gassed em all
Launched July 4th now it's top floor, just before the war (which war)
That's bi-coastal, fuck the cast that's vocal, spit the class focal
Watch me blow you, smoke you, fuck you, I dug a bitch but not you (why)
Bigger calmness, Niggaz don't really wanna start shit, it's coming
[Chorus]
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long ...
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
We been doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time comin...bound to come
Doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bids far too long
Whoo!
D, D-Roc, hello, fuck the beat
Digga, I'm about to fuck the beat
Uh, uh, fuck the beat
Huh, I'ma fuck the beat
CT, I'ma fuck the beat
Fuck the beat
I stay on the low, schemin' (huh)
Uh, betta be no pussy eatin' (ah)
Uh, chase my hoes like the Cease in
Get head e'eryday, ain't no on the weekend (that's right)
Breezin' on the Major Deacon (uh huh)
With a Spanish mami freakin'
It's a wrap, before I hit the crip I nutted
U-turn, took her right back (what, what, uh)
It's like that, she don't know how to act
I'm a pimp without the Cadilac (yeah)
A mack without the straw hat
Fuck the cane (fuck the cane)
I get more play than DJs (uh)
Ask Ill, all my hoes connect like three-way
I'm like Jordan, bring me back on the replay (uh huh)
My dick like to relay and pass it on (what)
More ass we on, rims that easy
Then we pass some more to the next (c'mon)
Chicken that I peeped up in the Spandex (uh huh)
Lookin' like she ready for head and rough sex (she ready)
Spread love, baby, hit my man next (next)
If not, then this your last night like ?Azject?
1- I'm a hoe, you know I'm a hoe
I fuck three different freaks after every show
Cuz I'm a hoe, you know I'm a hoe
How do you know? Because I told you so
What y'all wanna do?
2- I love to, love to, love ya
Fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya
I love to, love to, love ya
Fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya
I cheat bad bitches (huh, what?)
I breeze past bitches (huh, what?) (yeah)
Yo, flea bag bitches, Cease bag bitches (what)
Even hardcore rap bitches
Back in the day I use to love fat bitches (what you like now?)
Now it's modelin' and actin' bitches
Platinum bad bitches (yeah)
Latino, Black bitches
Fast bitches, my nigga Digga bag bitches (what)
Lotta crack bitches, get hugs and kisses (yeah)
Fuck Ms. and Mrs., eat they pussy in stitches (uh huh)
East to the West (West)
The West to the East (East)
I'm guarenteed skeets on any freak sheets
Game tight like virgin nappy, clothes snappy (what)
Hoes classy, wanna fuck then get at me (holla)
Don't talk, just blow, lay on your back
Other than that, stay where you at
Way out in the back
Or perhaps, you's a ?profolac?
For my D.I.C., I'm about to C-O-M-E
Bust off in your mouth, you know my steeze (huh)
I get head overseas, no matter where I be
Lil' Cease got it all
He is a superhoe
Lil' Cease got it all
He is a superhoe
Repeat 2
Yo, yo, yo, to all my hoes, I love y'all (love y'all) (uh)
'Specially the ones that I fucked y'all (fucked y'all) (yeah)
You know the hoes love to see me nut, y'all (nut y'all)
But good, now time for me to duck y'all (so fuck y'all)
Let me welcome y'all, this the Nasty with the raspy voice
That attract these broads with no panties (uh huh)
Get more blow than torch on the low (yeah)
He is a superhoe
I talk too slick to be that nigga on the couch (c'mon)
Gimme a minute, my nick is in the mouth (uh huh)
Before I spit a word, I be in-and-out (in-and-out)
I smell fish, I got to kick you out (uh)
That's with or without the cash envy
Hash and E, and the bitch havin' me (yeah)
Locked with a master key
Picture that, she beat me and I hit her back (what) (never that!)
I'm the dog you need to get at (uh)
Now, keep it thorough like scully's and fitted hats
I'm in the cut with a bitch, where dem titties at? (whooo)
All my niggas feel me, gimme a hoe clap *3 claps* (yeah)
My hoes come in pairs, call me Pitty Pat
I'm a hoe, the biggest (uh)
Go a hundred yard and inches
>From the start, fuck the finish (yeah)
Algae, hit it, bless that hoe
When I shit, I flush the hoe
Got a friend that she next to blow
When I squirt, I'm chasin' O (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Out da door, biatch
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
[During 2]
All my Junior M.A.F.I.A. niggas
Uh, all my superhoes, freakin', sleepin'
What, Big Dog, nigga
What
Cock this pussy! Uh
I know I do, but what about you? (uh huh, yeah, uh, c'mon)
Come rock this pussy!
I know I do, but what about you? (What, uh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Who rock this pussy?!
I know I do, but what about you? (c'mon now, c'mon now, c'mon now)
Make her eat pussy!
I know I do, but what about you?
Intro: Blake C
B.I.G. nigga
Forever and ever
Yeah
You know by now,
By now you know
You know, my name
What is it?
Blake C
Brooklyn
If ya don't know
We bring the thunder, thunder
I said I'm here now
And I'm never gone
Verse One: Larceny
Know what I'm sayin,
We goin do it like this,
Yo, yo, yo
Larc Vegas banger
Till they took my jet plane, cliffhanger
Fuck it,
Yeah he crashed my plane
That ain't nothin but change
Throwin niggas through windows
Head on like freight trains
Chicks hit it the same
Our slogan:
Bullets don't have no names
And how we keep our circle tight
We shake off the lanes
Thats primo
And when Blake say so
Have ya family ridin
Behind the Hearse and Limo
Guess who in the last car
System knocked like a disco
Thinkin BIG, thinkin cris
Bumpin ";Missing You";
It's all about the cash flow
Get up in they asshole
When you spit, just give em a taste
Thats hotter than tabasco
See, ever since I was a little rascal
Uh, never was bashful
To let out more nuts than cashew
Was swarmed by so many honeys,
You thought I did taboo
Well baby, it's natural
With charm is how I grasp you
God bless me
When a nigga ha-choo
When a nigga ha-choo
When a nigga ha-choo
God bless me
When a nigga ha-choo
Chorus: Blake C
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming (B.I.G. style)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever
Verse Two: Lil Cease
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
This rap shit, I'm the father
Your biological
The infrared on it, It ain't hard to find you
Even, larger dudes get smashed at barbecues
Security house, cameras that monitor you
My bitches freak nasty in front of you
If I give her the word, she'll swallow a few
Gargle it too
Cease game stick like glue
Crazy, a lotta you tell
You never forgave me
My ice grain like, shine on the shammy????
My thugs come in a bunch, but not the Bradys
Go to war, like niggas in Haiti
No if, ands or maybe
Not up going to school, just lazy
Fuck the chickens,
I trick dick to the ladies
Come with the force thats greatly
My stash go in the safe with the key
Don't be mad at what God made me
Muthafuckas
Chorus: Blake C
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever (Puffy - It's my turn now)
Verse Three: Puff Daddy
Sean Jean,
I shines
I floss
But get it out with the platinum cross
My own boss
What's the price, fuck the cost
See a bitch, fuck a bitch
Get head, get tossed
While ya cats fight for front page in the Source
I'm Beat Boys, Status, P-D, People's Choice
Powdered for Bentley
Simply
Doing fifty, gently
Bad Boy industry, nigga
Please don't tempt me
Present me
Only to the top swiftly
Quickly,
I'm talking to the ones that envy
I advise ya'll
Get money, and get wis-er
My team,
Like the newest quasars, blaze ya'll
We got our guards up, raise ya'll
Your chips minor, mine major
Soon to be comin for a beat to save ya'll
What
Chorus: Blake C, (Puffy)
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we was coming
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, times up now)
Get out our way, get out our way (We're here now)
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray (Took a little break)
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we was coming (But we back)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin (Been a long time comin)
Can't move the way we move (Lil Cease)
Never move the way we move (Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever (Queen Bee, Lil Kim)
Get out our way, get out our way (D-Roc, the General)
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray (Bris, Banga)
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming (Blake)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
(That nigga, P. Ditty. Yeah that's me)
Can't move the way we move (Mase)
Never move the way we move (B.I.G. forever)
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever (And we won't stop)
Let the Monkey out (yo, yo)
Let the Monkey out (yo, yo)
Yo, yo, this Funk Doc
Straight up, nigga, lay down
No time to play now (uh ha)
Brace be around your hip from the waist down
Keep it calm and don't react
Cognac be the Zodiac
Lo, we back, cock, so these cats won't relax
You see the face through the open mask, body
Open gash, hoes throw me cash
We gon blow, front row, do trash
I'm a what you call a dog *Dog barking*
Fucking girls that do hair in mini-malls
Lunatic when Doc spit, four patted walls (uh ha)
Sick therapy got you back in the raw (uh ha)
Cocky mass, I put the axe in the door
Massacre, seminars off Branson jars
I'll strip your hoe, strip your Benz
Even strip that black line on your Master Card
Card, card, card
You're 'afraid to say what you mean
You're just too scared to say what you feel
You're afraid of us
You're afraid of us
BK niggas, hold it down correct (uh ha)
Been a long time coming, niggas better start running
Do more than top-gunning
Dumming like a fifty-dollar sum
And y'all cowards don't mean nothing (uh huh)
Kept it real with this Rap shit while you try to go Pop
I got the Maz' flow down on the schemes and plots (uh ha)
If I want, nigga, I could come and take your block
So call them, the first one to call the cops
Like a lesbi, strictly platinum status nigga, let's see
I don't wanna test, B, niggas don't impress me
Who got you gassed like Ghetty, funny like Eddie? (uh huh)
Bris' flow deadly, cuttin' niggas like a machete
Done, I die tech when it's indirect (c'mon)
The home team would a never let a nigga disrespect (c'mon)
We carry every object, enough ammo to take 'em (uh huh)
Any ghetto project, so what nigga wanna test? (aaaahhh!)
You're 'afraid to say what you mean
You're just too scared to say what you feel
You're afraid of us
You're afraid of us
Yo, yo, ha ha, yo
It's the phenomenon Cease, kill more than cancer
Serious, real thug, no dancer (what)
More cheese than cameras, cock them hammers (uh)
My fo' fo' leave niggas bent like Montana
I'm killer than these cats could imagine when I'm rapping (oww)
I make it happen when I'm relaxing
Who want action? I'm a give you whatcha bargain for
It's not friction, it's like fiction
Puttin' these cats outta commission
Flows that's devastatin', I'm dissin', so listen
If it's hot, then get the fuck out the kitchen
We All-City, we all-pretty
Niggas rather die just to floss wit' me (ha)
Keep it real, fuck how niggas feel (feel)
'Cause this direct shit gonna get niggas killed
Niggas sayin' Cease can't write, Cease can't rob (yo)
Little do they know, I'm ahead of my time
Future rhymes, what
You're 'afraid to say what you mean
You're just too scared to say what you feel
You're afraid of us
You're afraid of us
Yo, c'mon
Yo, yo, say what
Ha ha, yo
You afraid
You afraid
Motherfuckers
Yeah, yo
Uh huh, uh huh, huh
Future sport motherfuckers
Buck buck buck buck
Huh, ahhhh
Uh huh, c'mon
Uh huh, huh
What up B.I.G. what's the deal?
I hope you aight
I'm just, doin' my thing living day to day life
Yo you taught me the game, now we play alike
You taught me how to aim, when we bust gunz we spray alike
A lot of shit going on, Mafia holding on
My heart is from the start so I keep your name strong
Sittin here sippin' Hen, don't know where to begin
My album done now we're finishing Kim's
I'm tryin to get it right
Get my life back, on the right track
Walkin in street dressed in black, matchin my gat
I see my death coming, it's no turning back
Long as I see you again, that'll be that
Yo momz told me ?Slow down Cease, chill and relax??Get On your knees and Pray to you, you'll soon ta
And dedication, we helped her formed up the Foundation
Thank B.I.G
Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
(Wishing you were here with me)
Said it, I'm day dreaming (ohhh)
Just to have you here with me
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Yo I remeber far back as the game goes
From the first bank rollz to the Cool Jeanz and Kango's
Breezing on the yacht, Dp's on the rock
Think of all the fly V's we used to swap
We took it up a notch
And everything that was hot, for $5,000 we copped
Little Cease, I'd a cop, rock, all types of a satch
50 G's on the watch, me and you up in the Spot
MtV was in shock, and I don't see why not
Man, we used to rock all the BET spots
Turned clubs into stadiums
And I remeber when you and Rock got knocked in the Paladium
And when we rock we do it all for you
And uh, don't gotta worry bout the names they was calling you
And I'ma tell you what we gonna do
Make hits and couldn't quit if we wanted to (yes I, won't stop)
Even though you're outta sight, you're never outta mind
I try to tell myself, when it's yo time, it's yo time
Ever since that weekend, everybody been beefin' and greifing
Losin they appetites, nobody eatin (miss you, yeah)
And it's due to all the weavin, I walked yo kidz to your coffin
And tell em ?daddy's sleeping?(daddy's sleeping)
But Killa he don't understand
He don't know that ignorance killed a wonderful man
You're not just another Rapper, wit money in yo hand
I think, what's the money, when I ain't got my man
That's why day's I walk the surface, feeling earthless (Oh Biggie)
Thinking was this rap shit really worth it (is it really worth it?)
And I know you didn't deserve it, It went so smooth
You thought they rehearsed it, Worst shit I ever
Seen at a young age, it's fucked up when I see my man on front page
I reminisce on the old days, Love, Forever and Always
B.I.G. Nigga
Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
(Wishing you were here with me)
Said it, I'm day dreaming (ohhh)
Just to have you here with me
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
(Wishing you were here with me)
Said it, I'm day dreaming (ohhh)
Just to have you here with me
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Day dreaming, Said I'm wishing you were here
(Wishing you were here with me)
Said we're missing you
Said it, I'm day dreaming (Wishing you )
Just to have you here with me B.I.G
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Day dreaming, wishing you were here (You were more than a friend)
(Wishing you were here with me) (you were like a brother to 112)
Said we're missing you
Said it, I'm day dreaming (We need you here for today )
Just to have you here with me B.I.G
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
(Wishing you were here with me)
Said it, I'm day dreaming (ohhh)
Just to have you here with me
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
Day dreaming, wishing you were here with me
(Wishing you were here with me) (such a wonderful man)
Said it, I'm day dreaming (ohhh) ( B.I.G.)
Just to have you here with me( and I cant stop thinking about you)
We're missing you, (B.I.G)
B.I.G
We Love you Always
Ooohh
Oh yeah
Uh, yeah, uh, one, two
One, two, one, two, ya'll
Uh, uh, yeah, uh
Yo, yo, yo, yo
It's Lil Cease nigga about to blow charm like pop
In the Benz drop, I'm hot you're not
Pedal to the floor, four, fifth [unverified]
I'm the nigga you're bitch love to clock
Be the artist standing raw gettin' head in the lot
Outside of Justin's in the parking lot
Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot
Like Jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock
A nigga with more juice than 2Pac
My crew moves spots
Three for my niggas in the yard in the box
[Unverified], all a nigga got, I'm a ball till I fall, land on acres
Get this paper, smile like Don Juan at Gators
If ya feel me on this, then my words will save ya
If ya wanna talk to me, nigga talk paper, shit, fuck em
I want potatoes, now fuck later [unverified]
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me
And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me
And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty
And we don't stop, we won't stop
And we don't stop, you know who run the city
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me
And we won't stop, we don't stop
Uh, yo, yo, yo
All a nigga need is one shot, one brick
Four niggas and four clips mo thugs and four-fifths
We car-jacked a few whips apartment on the hot strip
Feds come, we lose it, pissy off of party and bullshit till we max out
If it's beef then act out, nigga so fuck all ya'll cats wit ya ass out
Yappin' 'bout ya crack house creepin' on the low
C-Gutter tear his back out, I ain't scared a ya'll
Trust me, ya'll ain't ready, ya need to bring ya bitch
'Cause she more heavy than metal
My gun's rock steady, the more the merry
Niggas hall ass, break fast like Mob Berry [unverified]
Before I land three like Dell Curry
(That's real)
I'm tryin' to blow like Kurtis
All that shit you doing, is makin' me nervous
Nervous, join the service that paranoid shit could hurt us
Kill us down at B.I.E. for B.I.
Nigga, it's reality, you wanna battle nigga, bring ya large salary
And ya whole team to tackle me, nigga
Who be the last to fuck after me, money L, D-Rock
Niggas ain't fuckin' wit me
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me
And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me
And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty
And we don't stop, we won't stop
And we don't stop, you know who run the city
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me
And we won't stop, we don't stop
Yo, yo, yo
I'm a switch hits on niggas, drop hits on niggas
Switch V's on niggas, platinum to the quadruped on niggas
Two to the point to the five on niggas
Run hard with the wildest niggas
In a cut, can't find us niggas, livest niggas
Ice be shinin' niggas, blindin' niggas
In the four point six, reclining niggas
Bitches like 'Damn, I got to find this nigga'
If I give her seven digits, got to dial this nigga
And you know I'm on top, you got to watch me nigga
And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me nigga
And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my nigga
I'm a rise for real, and wish death to the fake ones
This is for my niggas that was down since day one
That bid long, hang in and hang on
Hold ya head and stay strong, my niggas
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me
And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me
And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty
And we don't stop, we won't stop
And we don't stop, you know who run the city
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me
And we won't stop, we don't stop
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me
And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me
And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty
And we don't stop, we won't stop
And we don't stop, you know who run the city
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me
[Verse 1]
I'ma tell you how I want it, ahead of time
Lettin you know, Cease ain't givin no dough
All you get is the sneak preview, the freak show
Some La, last some mo, head to go
I don't need dough to own that ho, you get it?
Anotha nigga never will I owe, you get it?
In the video, the five we flossin in it
How I know every one that you had was tinted
Admit it, six O-O see me in it
Sunroof open, I'm smokin, haters rock wit it
Bithces cluckin, hopin they could go for a ride
Get a lady by my side, when we puff La
If a nigga try me, shit, rather die
She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I
The dick make em happy, I'm they baby daddy
Flossin in the 6 yeah, me and Puff Daddy
[Chorus]
Just a little....(a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
[Verse2]
Ey yo, when my nut drop it's gon be sweet as candy
I'm so for real, thats why them bitches can't stand me
Cease a Lee, nuttin sweet, real nasty, and classy
My Iceberg pants, they stay saggy
Black Navy, I fuck hoez cuz they nag me
That was back when I didn't have a pot to piss in
Now my nigga Blake gettin head in the Kitchen
I'll bust off and get to missin, listen
If you ain't a freak, I don't need ya
I want a real bitch, that suck a dime out a parkin meter
Read the scripture
When I stroke, It's like I'm in a picture, Kodak
I love a bitch wit a pussy clean like, Flo-jack
I'm stuck in 86, still call my dick, my Balzak
Too young, stick it in these hoez know that
You wanna stay or roll?
Here's a .9 here hold that
Bust up on yo face, lips, tits and all that...
[Chorus]
I said Just a little....(a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face (all on yo face)
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
[Verse 3]
Yo, when the smoke is gone who they focus on?
When you hear the Mafia, a nigga know it's on
Call me Cease A Leo or Cease a LeLO
Long as me and Rock fuck bitches by the trio
Put that on my nigga B.I.G, Never will I be no
Cat ridin around in a nast ass Geo
Not even a year in the game, getin the range
And hoez give me head just for hearin my name
I been on three tours, mansion, three floors
Why should I have a bitch when I could see yours?
Before you start some shit, be sure
Cuz I still got Murda Mamiz down in B-More
Catz play me sweet cuz they see me grinnin
And I got a easy livin, fuck easy women
We aced out, take anotha G from the linen
A nigga day dream about the V's he be spinnin
Bitch
[Chorus] x 4
Just a little....(a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl...
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc-A-Fella (uh huh)
Gener-al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
QB (that show-nuff right on)
Fuck niggas wanna do, man (nothing)
See, Cease A Leo (huh)
I'm for the kids (right)
Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers, y'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?
Yo, yo, stay away from 38, tech-nines and shotty
I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotty
I'm something to watch, like the paparazzi
Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me
Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight
Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache
The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to escape
Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code
Watch the stroll, little Ace
A soldier that was born to roll
I love God and you know I got soul
To sell around the globe and more Bank than Tower
Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her
Found out my niggas got right behind her
(Overlappin last line)
[Mr. Bristal]
Y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth
But I done did that, recognize the clique
Back round six-four times, fellas and shit
Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit
'Til I said to myself ";My life is betta than this";
I wanna party, live it up, pop Don and Cris
In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist
Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix
We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live
Run up in your crip, tie up your wife and kids
Send my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid
We live this real street life
And that's word to B.I.G. (uh)
I'm the type to analyze ya (what)
Move swift like Kaiser (uh)
My appearance suprise ya (yeah)
About 5'4";, my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang
For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang
For my niggaz, Brooklyn
[Lil' Cease]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
This my war I ride for lick one in the sky for
Get back everything that my nigga die for
Since his death, many steps and many left
Niggas owe money, yo, niggas can't pay a penny less
Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers know
BK style, my niggas Love the Dough
About six hard years, eleven months ago
We was all puffin' 'dro, nowhere to go
Now I get dough, get low, let a slug blow
Cops say ";Got evidence?"; Let the dog go
Here's the answer, you fucking with Leo Ganza
Nigga's coke so raw, you gon need a sampler
Niggas better be as wise as me or die like me
Or go see the board then and frown like me
Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' pies on me
Motherfuckers' All Eyez On Me
Whatever happened to Brook-lawn?
Better yet, Crook-lawn?
Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on
Picture me making a shook song
No, I know the wars we took on
Niggas better get gone
[Jay Z]
Yeah, flow sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace
Watch mine, about to make niggas very jealous
Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke
Thug spit, arms shake, who I'm gon play
With the CEO of the coke on Broadway, huh?
Never heard so many choices from one man
I make bitches, fuck it, I make the gun jam
Flows like sniffin' a hundred grams o'
Cocaine raw, rip your whole brain off, uh
Make it real easy to lift your chain off
BK style (what), see Jay how (uh)
We don't play fair, we play foul
Go head, stand there, we spray crowds
Live from the 7-1-8
If there ever was one great
I'm him, nigga, times three
[Chorus to end]
Ahhh
I love a pretty gal, that's sexy
Yeah
Uhh
I like dat
Uhh
What?
Cease a Leo
A.K.A Leo Ganza
Uhh
The flow mistro
Uhh
We go do it like this
Yo, Yo, I'm the nigga you wish for
I'm the nigga dat ya meet in the rim store
from the first to tha tenth floor
baby I got it
From the minks in tha closet to the cars in the wallets
I know the trick, you can charge it
An i got keys to V's, you can start it
But if ya can't end it don't jump up in it
but if I hit it, I'll let you slide cause my windows tinted
Like my seats, we fleet yous and me between the sheets
some - times for weeks
where I live I preach
and ya know talk is cheap when ya walk wit heat
I keep my cubans wit my Jesus peace
Niggas mad cause I get more ass than wases
nigga face it, cause dat bitch wanna taste it
niggas hate it
you don't like us you just gotta face it
when my guns bust niggas know they can't take it
(C'mon)
Chorus:
We gon scream (We gon scream)
We gon shout (We gon shout)
So all my peeps locked down we gon work it out
Let's jam (Let's jam)
Let's bounce (Let's bounce)
So all my peeps in New York we gon turn it out
Brooklyn (Brooklyn)
We in da house (We in da house)
To all my peeps in the streets we gon work it out
Beststyle (Beststyle)
We in da house (We in the house)
To all my peeps on the corner we gon work it out
Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
Leo Ganza what
stay suited up
for da loot B.K. niggas shoot it up
they boot it up
no luck, miracle, spiritual, pitiful, we ain't identical
Ya'll know who started the shit
We neva jerseys ya'll niggas ain't worthy,
like James Ludd-Law-Mccoy
been around like chip's a hoy
Hoya
all I got is hot ones for ya
no talk for ya
My team mean
standing the beam
wrapped up like golly green
keep it clean, rip yo splien
with - out makin' a scene
easily I defeat any challenge(What)
Balanced my foes and my cats, enemies and friends
Don't know who to trust no more
dats why I keep my 4-4 gun lord
Chorus:
We gon scream (We gon scream)
We gon shout (We gon shout)
To all my peeps in V.A. we gon work it out
ATL (ATL)
We in da house (We in da house)
To my peeps in the street let's turn it out
Yo, Yo
My honey hot as hell stays dripped in channel
My girl was on the chalk
Chick on the cell
??? keep my dick in da well
can't ya tell
How da boat sail
sun-shine on my jew - els
its da very details
somebody nex ta ya'll
platinum in a week
thank god for sales
me, I'm just here to live it and tell
hope it, cause all my niggas livin in jail
we da poor feenin' for bail
grieven the cell
wappin' off to the porno books and the C.O. girls
we come home all around the world
you see
that thug shit played out like Jerry Curls
for me it's a better world (Uhh)
There's more better girls
Whatcha know about roley wit a benz that twirls
and a lotta cats hate me in this world
Fuck it, can't get any in this world
Chorus(5x)
B.I.G
Lil Cease
Sipping Hansun
Got dough like the Hansons
Bitches come fast and out like Helly Hansen
Mister Bristal you will neva catch me dancing
Off the prancing
Only in a mansion
In a party high and drunk
I see you glancing
Never blow my cool even if its jammin
Is the bitch is a feed I got a cannon
Cock, Lick shots, Leave them where they standing
You can call the cops I never get ran in
Call Blake C. yall get the understanding
Who my man is, who the fam is
All that bullshit you talk, can it
We own the planet
Its a definite
Niggas go for money reppin it
Armagedding it
Everything we on we setting it
You delicate
Farr away in the country where you better get
Y'all need to get with some veterans
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around with me
No more .I'll kill you
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around with me
No more .I'll kill you
Yo Yo Yo
Niggas wanna start shit
Push the button
See the dough flip from the carpet
Me and Brist about to lock down the market
Gats they spark it
Lie to
Got crips and bloods that pop bottles
B.Rock I'm a die for you
Til this day I'm a ride for you
God forbid I die too
When you pull that gack
I'll be right besides you
To guide you
On who to hit and not to
If a niggas guilty he got to die to
Thats the reala
They talking to the roach killa
The most illa
About to upset New York like Reggie Miller
Plus they say you turn thug you turn killa
Its hard to turn back when a nigga feel ya
That's why they say don't nobody know you til sombody kill ya
That's why I say stay back, don't get to familiar
Cause if you get to close my niggas might fucking kill ya
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around
Another
You don't wanna play around with me
Da queen b
No more I'll kill you
The extraodinaire
You don't wanna play around
Lil Cease
You don't wanna play around
Coming at ya for the year 2000, the new millenium
You don't wanna play around with me
No more I'll kill you
Fuck all yall hoes I blows like suits
Bitches don't shake my hand
They salute, the leutinent
Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the royal heiness pocanhantas mafia behind this
Balling like Utah
Didn't think a ghetto bitch could come this far
From pushing buicks to candle apple red jaguars
Niggas think I'm rich
I could rock a fubu suit a furry kangol and some cowboy boots
And still be the shit of the night
When I come through
You be on the side holding your cups like the bums do
Waiting for the queen to put some change in it
I pull out a g and drop it
With a hundred grand left in my pocket
I promoted this shit
So I got to make a profit
And all the ends I sends to my mens down in Scarfett
Me and Lil Cease in partuni partners
Laying niggas down like carpenters
So pardon us
Like Nikes, we just do it
We aint ameteurs to this shit
We used to it
And all the bodies I killed
I keep them on file
So when there anniversaries come
We pop Cristal
Ask Chrystal, the golden child Tow dow
Take it how I give it
You talk shit
We live it
Don't forget it
Stop trying to sound like her too
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around with me
No more .I'll kill you
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around
You don't wanna play around with me
[Chorus:]
... asked me how I'm doing,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You can take a life, but not my manhood,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
... asked me how I'm doing,
I'm damn good,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You're crewing,.. but I'm damn good.
Cause everyone...
Where I'm form, loyalty is everything,
I'm married to this game, without the mother fucker...
When they... my man, I felt they took everything
I'm a let the mother fucker...
And I'll got in this world is my pride,
That's a real pain that I can't hold inside.
Niggers been acting funny since the big...
So fuck the all, fuck the all, hurry up and die!
... and I'm not standing cause I'm hot!
I'm so... fucked with my eyes on the prize.
So fuck all you haters, you're lame and competitive,
... like America,
Everything is...
Yeah, nigger, we...
... you niggers better act right,
When we lift our arms up, away!
No blow pots, and no...
[Chorus:]
... asked me how I'm doing,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You can take a life, but not my manhood,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
... asked me how I'm doing,
I'm damn good,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You're screaming at murder shit but I'm damn good.
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
... you're all for...
This right shit ain't the...
Is blood in and blood out,
If ain't got the right to speak,
Then you should... out!
Like... boulevard I still...
When nigger speak their name... is the key of fame.
I'm still grooving,.. for amusement,
... still following the movement!
My Johnny boys got their things...
... niggers take them off!
That's all right, we don't make it a...
... my nigger, we're...
Free my nigger Beano, and free my nigger Max,
Every night we hit the... for the stash.
That's right!
I live it to the limit, everything is to the max,
I ain't kidding... this lame nigger last!
That's right!
[Chorus:]
... asked me how I'm doing,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You can take a life, but not my manhood,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
... asked me how I'm doing,
I'm damn good,
Cause everyone is their own man in their own hood.
You're screaming at murder shit but I'm damn good.
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc-A-Fella (uh huh)
Gener-al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
QB (that show-nuff right on)
Fuck niggas wanna do, man (nothing)
See, Cease A Leo (huh)
I'm for the kids (right)
Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers, y'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?
Yo, yo, stay away from 38, tech-nines and shotty
I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotty
I'm something to watch, like the paparazzi
Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me
Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight
Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache
The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to escape
Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code
Watch the stroll, little Ace
A soldier that was born to roll
I love God and you know I got soul
To sell around the globe and more Bank than Tower
Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her
Found out my niggas got right behind her
[Overlappin last line]
[Mr. Bristal]
Y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth
But I done did that, recognize the clique
Back round six-four times, fellas and shit
Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit
'Til I said to myself "My life is betta than this"
I wanna party, live it up, pop Don and Cris
In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist
Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix
We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live
Run up in your crip, tie up your wife and kids
Send my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid
We live this real street life
And that's word to B.I.G. (uh)
I'm the type to analyze ya (what)
Move swift like Kaiser (uh)
My appearance suprise ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang
For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang
Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang
For my niggaz, Brooklyn
[Lil' Cease]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
This my war I ride for lick one in the sky for
Get back everything that my nigga die for
Since his death, many steps and many left
Niggas owe money, yo, niggas can't pay a penny less
Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers know
BK style, my niggas Love the Dough
About six hard years, eleven months ago
We was all puffin' 'dro, nowhere to go
Now I get dough, get low, let a slug blow
Cops say "Got evidence?" Let the dog go
Here's the answer, you fucking with Leo Ganza
Nigga's coke so raw, you gon need a sampler
Niggas better be as wise as me or die like me
Or go see the board then and frown like me
Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' pies on me
Motherfuckers' All Eyez On Me
Whatever happened to Brook-lawn?
Better yet, Crook-lawn?
Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on
Picture me making a shook song
No, I know the wars we took on
Niggas better get gone
[Jay Z]
Yeah, flow sicker on every record
Watch Sean, glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace
Watch mine, about to make niggas very jealous
Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke
Thug spit, arms shake, who I'm gon play
With the CEO of the coke on Broadway, huh?
Never heard so many choices from one man
I make bitches, fuck it, I make the gun jam
Flows like sniffin' a hundred grams o'
Cocaine raw, rip your whole brain off, uh
Make it real easy to lift your chain off
BK style (what), see Jay how (uh)
We don't play fair, we play foul
Go head, stand there, we spray crowds
Live from the 7-1-8
If there ever was one great
I'm him, nigga, times three
Let these Muthafuckaz know (Brooklyn)
We ain't playin(It's my time to shine)
We gonna let B.I.G. live vicariously through us, you feel me?
You don't even know how to spell that shit(get my shit off on Niggaz)
But Cease tell ???m why it's a long time coming, playa
Uh I'm a do the dues I'm a do my thing
Do the dues I'm a do my thing
Do the dues I'm a do my thing
Uh yo yo yo
It's me y'all Cease a Leo, big spender
Ice rockin criss (where you at nigga?)
I'm at the bar with ten strippers
No niggaz, rock platinum, just avoid gold diggers
I'm here now, guess what, I want it all now
Fuck blazers and roofs, we kick the door down
Beat you in the jaw now, move swift like a coke on a gray hound
Nigga what, it's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
Cause I been doing this shit since day one
Yeah, niggaz talk it but then niggaz walk it
I'm a be in the Benz flossin', Look at chicken's crossing
Like Vaseline, old school gather deans, uh no exposure in no magazines
Think you can test my team?
Team up boy you still can't match my queen
With a lack of self esteem, foolish pleasure, laid out on a stretcher
Tryin to test the, mic molester, word to my uncle Fester
I put it on y'all B.I.G. warned y'all about the thugz that wrote calls
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
You love them hoez, banga?
Please, bitch call me Mr.Freeze 'cause the shit on my neck and my sleeve
Be keepin' zero degrees, when I fuck just a nut in the breeze
Learned from LiL Cease, keep them hoez on they knees
Start to love em then you trickin your cheese
Her and her friend whippin the V and that ain't me
I switch my bitch up bitch up like Jordan in the playoffs
Switchin his kicks off, you got it mixed up like the hash seeds and
Sticky greens that I twist up, for me it just be luck
I'm holdin mine jump in the truck, what, just hang a bitch, bang a bitch
Leave em in dead, coffin style, bitches love a thug when they smile, uhhh
It's me yo, the poet, street gigolo, mafia dough got plans for this shit to
Blow
Now I want the strip locked with the crack code open, blow, you front?
Be the first to go, you know?
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
We been on this shit since day one
Niggaz talk it while I live it, nigga it's so vivid
See when B.I.G. did it, I keep it Jig wit it
These niggaz ain't got enough dough to get wit it
The heart, you can't get it Mr L you wont get it
Got enough tissue y'all? Cease done shitted
Album done fully submitted and all that dip down long sleeve, fitted hat
Been doing this since way back, 94, fully newer score
Till 96 when track masters signed the law (what) then I gassed em all
Launched July 4th now it's top floor, just before the war (which war)
That's bi-coastal, fuck the cast that's vocal, spit the class focal
Watch me blow you, smoke you, fuck you, I dug a bitch but not you (why)
Bigger calmness, Niggaz don't really wanna start shit, it's coming
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin in bidz far too long
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
We been doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time comin bound to come
Doin this shit since day one
It's been a long time comin but it was bound to come
Yo, you got some nerve hoe
While I blow
Form as Leo
Watching the Roy Jones fight in the third row
Chick like Cease, you the hottest I heard yo
I'm like yeah right trick
Wish like words yo
I spin around see my ex
I ain't hurt though
She had to see my face
Ice made my shirt blow
Work hoe
No thong on with her skirt low
Skate with the eight but don't take that bird yo
Cats gettin deals and I ain't aggie
I got Regis round the world and they ain't Kathie
I got money and I ain't happy
Chick bout to have a baby
And I ain't the daddy
I used to get my dough dirty
Now I dough and slaughter with it
If you know a penny paid
Then get it the harder way
I don't know why rappers don't give me gifts
On Father's Day
My son get out of line
He get it like Marvin Gaye
(So how can I)
How can I love somebody else when
When I can't (baby) love myself enough, you know
When it's time (When it's time)
Time to let go
Time to let go, time to let go
Yo, yo
Girlfriend, why you lookin mad stressed
When the last time you and your man had sex
Gimme that number and that address
It come with something with easy access, I said
Are you shyless or are you guyless
Or are you straight up posing topless
She said
Try this, my name's Iris
I'm from Cypress, half black and half Irish, uh
I got a man, but he beats me
Don't know how to treat me
If you wanna get freaky, beep me
You like that?
Yeah, I like that
When I beeped her, she called me right back
I laid my game down quite flat
She said she wearing white pants at the station
Threw on my white hat with no hesitation
White Benz, white nad
White on white racing
Thinking to myself
She might be on the flight with Mason
(So how can I)
How can I love somebody else when
When I can't (baby) love myself enough, you know
When it's time (When it's time)
Time to let go
Time to let go, time to let go
Easily, security to Cease A Lee
Don't pat him down player, he's with me
I know, every girl in this club
Wanna leave with me
But right now
Only three with me, uh
I went from eating on paper plates
To jeeps with paper plates
So a chick can, come before my paper chase
Wanna hit the cell
Roc make em wait
If I ain't make a mill
I can't take a break
I like to vacate down in Bermuda
Sip my colures while I'm headed down to Hooters
Every time we scoop her
The chickens wanna tutor
Girls wanna fight and
Throwing ice from the cooler
This chick is a loser
Smoke on niggas Buddha
Dick ride on every niggas scooter
Same shit she said about me
She said about Gutta
But if it wasn't for this rap shit
I never would have knew her
(So how can I)
How can I love somebody else when
When I can't (baby) love myself enough, you know
When it's time (When it's time)
Time to let go
Time to let go, time to let go
(So how can I)
How can I love somebody else when
When I can't (baby) love myself enough, you know
When it's time (When it's time)
Time to let go
[Intro: Blake C]
B.I.G. nigga
Forever and ever
Yeah
You know by now,
By now you know
You know, my name
What is it?
Blake C
Brooklyn
If ya don't know
We bring the thunder, thunder
I said I'm here now
And I'm never gone
[Verse One: Larceny]
Know what I'm sayin,
We goin do it like this,
Yo, yo, yo
Larc Vegas banger
Till they took my jet plane, cliffhanger
Fuck it,
Yeah he crashed my plane
That ain't nothin but change
Throwin niggas through windows
Head on like freight trains
Chicks hit it the same
Our slogan:
Bullets don't have no names
And how we keep our circle tight
We shake off the lanes
Thats primo
And when Blake say so
Have ya family ridin
Behind the Hearse and Limo
Guess who in the last car
System knocked like a disco
Thinkin BIG, thinkin cris
Bumpin "Missing You"
It's all about the cash flow
Get up in they asshole
When you spit, just give em a taste
Thats hotter than tabasco
See, ever since I was a little rascal
Uh, never was bashful
To let out more nuts than cashew
Was swarmed by so many honeys,
You thought I did taboo
Well baby, it's natural
With charm is how I grasp you
God bless me
When a nigga ha-choo
When a nigga ha-choo
When a nigga ha-choo
God bless me
When a nigga ha-choo
[Chorus: Blake C]
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming (B.I.G. style)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever
[Verse Two: Lil Cease]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
This rap shit, I'm the father
Your biological
The infrared on it, It ain't hard to find you
Even, larger dudes get smashed at barbecues
Security house, cameras that monitor you
My bitches freak nasty in front of you
If I give her the word, she'll swallow a few
Gargle it too
Cease game stick like glue
Crazy, a lotta you tell
You never forgave me
My ice grain like, shine on the shammy????
My thugs come in a bunch, but not the Bradys
Go to war, like niggas in Haiti
No if, ands or maybe
Not up going to school, just lazy
Fuck the chickens,
I trick dick to the ladies
Come with the force thats greatly
My stash go in the safe with the key
Don't be mad at what God made me
Muthafuckas
[Chorus: Blake C]
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever (Puffy - It's my turn now)
[Verse Three: Puff Daddy]
Sean Jean,
I shines
I floss
But get it out with the platinum cross
My own boss
What's the price, fuck the cost
See a bitch, fuck a bitch
Get head, get tossed
While ya cats fight for front page in the Source
I'm Beat Boys, Status, P-D, People's Choice
Powdered for Bentley
Simply
Doing fifty, gently
Bad Boy industry, nigga
Please don't tempt me
Present me
Only to the top swiftly
Quickly,
I'm talking to the ones that envy
I advise ya'll
Get money, and get wis-er
My team,
Like the newest quasars, blaze ya'll
We got our guards up, raise ya'll
Your chips minor, mine major
Soon to be comin for a beat to save ya'll
What
[Chorus: Blake C (Puffy)]
Get out our way, get out our way
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we was coming
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
Can't move the way we move
Never move the way we move
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, times up now)
Get out our way, get out our way (We're here now)
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray (Took a little break)
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we was coming (But we back)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin (Been a long time comin)
Can't move the way we move (Lil Cease)
Never move the way we move (Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
We're too clever, clever, clever, clever, clever (Queen Bee, Lil Kim)
Get out our way, get out our way (D-Roc, the General)
Ya'll betta pray, niggas betta pray (Bris, Banga)
I told ya I was comin, I told ya we were coming (Blake)
Ya best to start runin, Ya best to start runnin
(That nigga, P. Ditty. Yeah that's me)
Can't move the way we move (Mase)
Never move the way we move (B.I.G. forever)
I keep the 6 double 0 cranking
We be banking, Ben Franklin, Little Cease in the Lincoln
Jewels in the Pinkie, got you blinking
Shine too bright, rhyme too tight
'Cause I'm hot like, the sun on the spotlight
Brand new Gucci sweats, bustin yacht like L
You know robbin, steady mobbin, stay slobbin
Drinking liquor out the carton
You never seen no changes, wit lavish habits
Creep furniture, wit a lawn front and parish
Baton baggage full of carats, headed out to Dallas
Geez on the marriage, Balla time, playa all the time
Champagne, sweetheart, call ya round nine
Set it up, get you crab niggaz wetted up
We started out, J.M. now we cheddared up
Baby, My darling baby
I wanna know what set you off
Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah
I wonder if I take you home
What you gonna do to me?
Just sittin, weed in the hash, T.V.'s in my dash
Waitin for this freak bitch, I need me some ass
She came thru, navy blue Subaru
Look beautiful, oooh, girlfriend, don't know what to do to you
Too good to be true, said I was a cutie too
Could it be the dough print in my jeans
Should a sauce that, you know Cease neva boss that
Only play hoez, neva I been caught yet
You trick on em, while Cease lay the dick on em
I piss on em, you turn around and kiss on em
I shit on em, you turn around and hit on em
I be the one to catch the O.J. case
But I'm too smooth for that, chicks know my face
If you know Cease, know it's only dough I chase
Wit the mafia, neva let the pussy go to waste(huh)
Neva let the pussy go to waste, what, come on
Baby, My darling baby
I wanna know what set you off
Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah
I wonder if I take you home
What you gonna do to me?
Now one for the money, two for mo money
Three to the niggaz that give Mo to honeyz
Cease keep a beeper full of dime pieces
Only wifey know where I stash G's in
Give ho's the key to the Bentley
Go cautiously in the 8 50
I got a lot of dough so I'm a bragger
Drink gold Swager and Kim help me out when we stag her
We wise guyz that roll wit ?
Neva hit a honey if the chick is jobless
I floss in the Range so I'm never careless
Garage full of cars and I fuck wit goddess
I lay in the bed cause the feds wanna get rid of me
Hop to Hawaii, escape to Sicily
You ain't on the level we on, pushin the Neon
Froze like freon, chick you need to be gone
Baby, My darling baby
I wanna know what set you off
Find me some way, yeah, I'll be amazed yeah
I wonder if I take you home
I'm a tell you how I want it, ahead of time
Lettin you know, Cease ain't givin no dough
All you get is the sneak preview, the freak show
Some La, last some mo, head to go
I don't need dough to own that ho, you get it?
Anotha nigga never will I owe, you get it?
In the video, the five we flossin in it
How I know every one that you had was tinted
Admit it, six O-O see me in it
Sunroof open, I'm smokin, haters rock wit it
Bithces cluckin, hopin they could go for a ride
Get a lady by my side, when we puff La
If a nigga try me, shit, rather die
She said her favorite song was, Ebony and I
The dick make em happy, I'm they baby daddy
Flossin in the 6 yeah, me and Puff Daddy
Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
Ey yo, when my nut drop it's gon be sweet as candy
I'm so for real, that's why them bitches can't stand me
Cease a Lee, nuttin sweet, real nasty, and classy
My Iceberg pants, they stay saggy
Black Navy, I fuck hoez 'cause they nag me
That was back when I didn't have a pot to piss in
Now my nigga Blake gettin head in the Kitchen
I'll bust off and get to missin, listen
If you ain't a freak, I don't need ya
I want a real bitch, that suck a dime out a parkin meter
Read the scripture
When I stroke, It's like I'm in a picture, Kodak
I love a bitch wit a pussy clean like, Flo-jack
I'm stuck in 86, still call my dick, my Balzak
Too young, stick it in these hoez know that
You wanna stay or roll?
Here's a .9 here hold that
Bust up on yo face, lips, tits and all that
I said Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face (all on yo face)
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
Yo, when the smoke is gone who they focus on?
When you hear the Mafia, a nigga know it's on
Call me Cease A Leo or Cease a LeLO
Long as me and Rock fuck bitches by the trio
Put that on my nigga B.I.G, Never will I be no
Cat ridin around in a nast ass Geo
Not even a year in the game, getin the range
And hoez give me head just for hearin my name
I been on three tours, mansion, three floors
Why should I have a bitch when I could see yours?
Before you start some shit, be sure
'Cause I still got Murda Mamiz down in B-More
Catz play me sweet 'cause they see me grinnin
And I got a easy livin, fuck easy women
We aced out, take anotha G from the linen
A nigga day dream about the V's he be spinnin
Bitch
Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
So lets have an orgy, girl
Just a little (a little bit of sex is all it takes)
A little bit of head I'm on my way
Six naw shit col. I don't play
So lets have an orgy
Let me bust a nut all on your face
Give me 2 minutes and I'll be straight
If you freaky, can my man get laid?
