[puffy]   I'll never stop   I don't give a fuck   If it's me against a million billion of y'all mother fuckers   I will never stop      I bust six out the roof of my bentley coup   Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup   I'll be damned if you get more points than me   Sell more joints than me   Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name   Smoke on it, shit, choke on it   Bitch nigga, i'mma make a hit nigga   Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga   Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low   Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show   Bank account ten digits and it's all "o's"   I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes   Come on, you can even ask don juan   It's official now, they all rock sean john   Might have to change my name to strong arm   You came to get money man?    That shit been long gone, come on      [shyne]   Have much to do with nigga since nicolas bond   Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone   Shyne poor, 'cause your dream come from one bottle   Prominent premier, premium bravo   Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though   Shots in the spinal, from my rivals   Cross the t's and dot the i's and   Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around   Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin'   You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere   Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and   Not caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin'   Money laundering, honies wondering   Who me? I reply casually   Come what God would be if he was a straight g   Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride      [redman]   Yo yo yo, it's your hide   Grab the rope and yell rawhide   Front line is pussy, call off sides   I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed   I left my gun home, here borrow mine   Pop the nine like a judge "all rise"   This gun'll knock plants off tall guys   We value-packs, y'all small fries   (yo, I'm from the projects)   Yo, but on the floor tied   Don't matter, we'll take up all size   Truly yours doc, then ppp hide, my name is   Since five, I talk jive   In church dressed in cordoroy ties   Now I'm grown up and been married four times   Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes   Brick city, known pop the door wide   Stolen bonneville in new york high      [g-dep]   Reversin' the plot   Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot   If I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the pot   And I be the person to watch   If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch   Hot as it gets, from hell came outta you debts   Buy the cassette, rewind it to death   Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget   How I rock shit from n.y. to tibet   You got it to bet? that's just how you got into debt   You lost when you nodded your neck   Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect   Take the voice that you try to project, check   Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz   I'm why you smell herb in the crib   Man I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthful   Indo out-do, intro to outro      [sauce money]   I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn your clique   Them niggas y'all look up to is on my dick   Sauce motherfuckin' born to hit   I get so far up in your ass, think I was on some shit   Look, you against me is really nothin' to see   Who, when, where, what it's gon' be   I don't give a fuck if it's he or she   I'm the virgin of hip hop   Nobody fuckin' with me   I know your type, you a ride dick nigga   Cry sick nigga, lied quick nigga   Out of turn speakin', first one leakin'   Always the suzuki side kick nigga   Bitches don't cast stones down, they throw bricks   Why I come through and tell 'em to blow dick   These nigga's the nicest? no, go fish   Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no shit      [cee-lo]   You're treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated   Observe it from over there, ok   Ain't it obvious we overheated   You talkin' that slick shit   But I jus' know that you meant me   But evidently, you don't know   I get your ass gone permanently   It ain't complex   I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next   Do a drive-by on your project, take the traps   Come on and get some of our gun craps   I'll straighten out the nigga now   When I snap, make your chest cavity collapse   When I glide the entire map   With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up   Put weight down, fuck around, you ate up   And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up   Look in my eyes, I'm not scared   Sucka, you heard what I said   If you don't wanna get dead   No it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the go-rilla   The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule      [busta]   Don't hold me back, you bet   How many nigga's think they fuckin' with mines   A nigga God blessed with such an undeniable shine   I hope you know there's nothin' fresher   The manifester apply the pressure   Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester   Now fix your fuckin' face up   Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw   Everybody hit the fuckin' floor   Only the real mother fuckers belong   I hope nigga's don't end the party before we finish the song   (bitch nigga)   You be the last to come and harrass, reflect on the past   When I used to pull spine outcho ass   Live nigga's go stack money, continue to bill shit   Long as I'm in this fucker I'm determined to kill shit   Zap nigga's like cellular flips and swell up your lips   Fuck with so much dick in their ass it's shrinkin' her hen house   Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your trigger   Salute the legacy of these throroughly recognized niggas