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(Sucker-ass) I ain′t got no motherfuckin' friends2
That′s why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker (take money)3
Westside, Bad Boy killers (take money, you know)4
You know who the realest is, niggas (take money)5
We bring it too (that's a′ight, haha)6
(Take money) haha8
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim9
Westside, when we ride, come equipped with game10
You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife11
We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life12
Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip13
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A., some mark-ass bitches14
We keep on comin′ while we runnin' for your jewels15
Steady gunnin′, keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules17
Lil′ Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya18
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased19
Lil′ Kim, don't fuck around with real Gs20
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace21
I′ll let them niggas know it′s on for life22
Don't let the Westside ride tonight (haha)23
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed24
Fuck with me and get yo′ caps peeled, you know, see26
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac27
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh28
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish29
Now you′re 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace (uh-huh, yeah)30
Nigga, I hit ′em up32
Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is (take money)33
I don't even know why I'm on this track (take money)34
Y′all niggas ain′t even on my level, I'ma let my lil′ homies ride (take money)35
On you bitch-made-ass Bad Boy bitches, feel it (ayo, ayo, hold the fuck up, yeah; take money)37
Get out the way, yo, get out the way, yo38
Biggie Smalls just got dropped39
Little Mu', pass the MAC and let me hit ′em in his back40
Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps41
Little accident murderer, and I ain′t never heard of ya42
Poisonous gats attack when I'm servin' ya43
Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank44
Guard your rank ′cause I′ma slam your ass in the paint46
Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I′m runnin' through, nigga47
And I′m smokin' Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you, nigga48
With the ready power tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer49
Your clout petty, sour, I push packages every hour, hit ′em up51
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac52
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh53
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish54
Now you're ′bout to feel the wrath of a menace55
Nigga, we hit ′em up57
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel58
This ain't no freestyle battle59
All you niggas gettin′ killed with your mouths open60
Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds hopin'61
Smokin′ dope, it's like a sherm high, niggas think they learned to fly62
But they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die63
Talkin′ 'bout you gettin' money, but it′s funny to me64
All you niggas livin′ bummy while you fuckin' with me66
I′m a self-made millionaire67
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air, haha68
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch69
And begged a bitch to let you sleep in the house? Uh70
Now it′s all about Versace, you copied my style71
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled72
Now I′m 'bout to set the record straight73
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate74
Motherfucker, I hit ′em up76
I′m from N-E-W Jers' where plenty murders occurs77
No points or commas, we bring the drama to all you herbs78
Now go check the scenario79
Little Cease, I′ll bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin′ pleas in de Janeiro80
Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?81
Get your little Junior Whopper clique smoked up82
What the fuck, is you stupid?83
I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn84
With my clique lootin', shootin′ and pollutin' your block86
With 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot87
Outlaw MAFIA clique, movin' up another notch88
And your pop stars popped, get mopped and dropped89
All your fake-ass East Coast props brainstormed and locked (haha)91
You′s a beat biter, a Pac style taker92
I′ll tell you to your face, you ain't shit but a faker93
Softer than Alizé with a chaser94
′Bout to get murdered for the paper95
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper96
Like a loc, with Lil' Caesar in a choke97
Gun totin′ smoke, we ain't no motherfuckin′ joke99
Thug Life, niggas better be knowin'100
We approachin' in the wide open, gun smokin′101
No need for hopin′, it's a battle lost102
I got ′em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off103
Nigga, I hit ′em up105
Now you tell me who won106
I see them, they run, hahaha107
They don't wanna see us (take money)108
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique dressin′ up tryna be us (take money)109
How the fuck they gon' be the mob when we always on our job? (Take money) we millionaires110
Killin' ain′t fair, but somebody gotta do it (take money)111
Oh, yeah, Mobb Deep, huh, you wanna fuck with us? (Take money)112
You lil′ young-ass motherfuckers (take money)113
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or somethin′? (Take money)114
You're fuckin′ with me, nigga, you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack (take money)116
You better back the fuck up 'fore you get smacked the fuck up117
This how we do it on our side118
Any of you niggas from New York that wanna bring it, bring it119
But we ain′t singin', we bringin' drama120
Fuck you and yo′ motherfuckin′ mama121
We gon' kill all you motherfuckers122
Now, when I came out, I told you it was just about Biggie123
Then everybody had to open they mouth with a motherfuckin′ opinion124
Well, this is how we gon' do this125
Fuck Mobb Deep, fuck Biggie127
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a motherfuckin′ crew128
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy, then fuck you too129
Chino XL, fuck you too130
All you motherfuckers, fuck you too (take money, take money)131
All of y'all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow, motherfucker132
My .44 make sure all y′all kids don't grow133
You motherfuckers can't be us or see us134
We motherfuckin′ Thug Life riders, Westside, ′til we die135
Out here in California, nigga, we warned ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers136
We do our job138
You think you mob? Nigga, we the motherfuckin′ mob139
Ain't nothin′ but killers and the real niggas, all you motherfuckers feel us140
Our shits go triple and four-quadruple (take money)141
You niggas laugh 'cause our staff got guns in they motherfuckers belts142
You know how it is, when we drop records, they felt143
You niggas can′t feel it, we the realest144
Fuck 'em, we Bad Boy killers