Welcome, little boys and girls, you thought   Niggaz was gonna come weak?   Nigga this the mobb fool, uh      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low      I fight to struggle hopin' God don?t stop my hustle   My fam fight back like wild dogs wit' out a muzzle   The shots was multiple I remember blood puddles   Landed in sand wit niggaz fallin' in doubles      Baby couples I mean the strong kill the weak   Million dolla puzzles I done placed the last piece   Success is sweet I put it all back together   Mass melted chambers strictly guarded by barretas, uh      Cash means 'fo the jewels they get they ass beat   Sweat in my sleep think they found a way to blast me   Grossly mutha fuckaz tried to choke me   Sliced they throat look in my eyes now slowly   Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley      That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang   Can?t tell the tune left ya non-taxin' mostly caine brought up   Got sold on my block most the nights I slept got awoke by shots   The inner city I could care less about your pitty   I?m phats bossin' ready to die come and get me      Well, you can label me an outlaw when madd maxx turn to set it off   Grab the 9 millimeter by the pistol grip an let it off   Like dustin' hoff killin' MC?s off wit a vengeance   Blow the microphone up an leave it smokin' when I?m finished      Per pound spinach my niggaz been in it an done, done it   So when you come to smoke wit' our records   Nigga you know who run it I gets blunted 168 hours a week   P tried to creep an got burnt from head to feet      But never sleep on the vocabulary skillz   Of a nigga that?s out to make mills, uh   My nigga phats bossalini tells all the block cats   Got a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to blast      If it?s one thang this nigga hate it?s niggaz swangin' like chimpanzees   That?s why it?s no exception to the shit these niggaz hand me   20 years of struggle huddles an plans can?t amount to millions bubble   That?s why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled      No matter my home nigga my home is where I?m hustlin'   Wit killaz on the payroll makin' up for lost pay loads   The bay knows it?s hustle-matic till you drop   Stop lookin' bold through the cuts, lookin' for cops      I kept on runnin' for three years too mutha fuckin' long   And had to cope wit' everythang that went wrong   I got the Lord in my life not 'cuz religion   But the fact was a nigga had dreams an visions      Never listened to grown folks I did my own thang   So mutha fuckin' what if it?s the wrong thang   It?s only one rule I live by keep some killaz on the payroll   Nigga an get yo shit right      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low      Presentin' more urban tales of crack sales   An black mail, an black males, peelin' black males   That?s why these California streets is symbolic to Baghdad   It?s sad they did my comrad bad smoked him wit' the mag      Now he?s walkin' wit' a cane and wearin' a shit bag   My loc keep me focused got me sportin' this rag   Wit' this tragedy added to agony   An frustration Farrah Kahn himself couldn?t stop me      Retaliation 'cuz his only climax was pay back   He let his wounds heal an got more get back   An low track posted up wit the family shack   Fully strapped wit' a Benjamin big faced stack      Only to get attacked lookin' for the sale he put in his work   He swore on the turf, put his ass hole in the dirt   'Cuz a million soldier died and served in these circle street wars   Before the deaths of biggie and Tupac Shakur      Is this the effects of being young black an poor?   Do we genetically have what it takes to endure?   Had killaz lookin' for him from Crenshaw to 5th wards   To the O A K 6-9 will keeps it real 'cuz men sharpen men      Like steel sharpen steel   We warriors for the skrill wit' a whole lot of will   An I?m never gonna put down my sword an kill   'Cuz I?m out here in these fields wit the focus of a drill      Yeah, straight mobbulation, affiliation   Run up squared and put down   Assassination      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low   (Uh, you niggaz ain?t knowin')      Uh, uh, well, it?s that will nigga   That real nigga, that fill niggaz wit hot ones   Combined wit' l we doubled barreled guns   Mutha fuckaz best run fuckin' around wit' al-bum, num 2 so      Do not be fuckin' around wit' we and we won?t fuck around wit' you   I do hang wit' dru I do not be fuckin' wit' busta niggaz like you   Can?t trust niggaz in yo crew what to do, I don?t be drinkin' no brew   I do get high till I kiss the sky an straight up run this just Hindu      I do I go under and under like true lies   Shakin' these fleas and shoo-flys royalties from noo-trybe   Got niggaz tryin' to twist me like screw drivers   But fuck what you claimin' we ain?t mack 10      Hoobangin', hooride so who die?   Nobody ever knew 'cuz true killaz don?t fuck wit' niggaz like you   Bumpin' yo gums 'bout who got ya feelin' the blues drunk an I say   Grabbin' yo pumpkin' head like, ooh I been the ice cream man since ?92      Comin' through in the ice cream truck on triple gold shoes   Fuck too tru?s vogues give the hoes blues bitches choose to lose   Plus I puff indo, fool how could you refuse   I do not be fuckin' wit' broke bitches like you      But only if you knew my gang   I?d have you running trains through the crew, I do   But since I got funk wit' that no limit crew somethin' new   Niggaz been tryin' to step on my shoes you know who   That nigga got a perm like dru      Burn like two remmies when he perform for you   I do kick it wit real niggaz from frisco   Back to my niggaz from get low the RBL my nigga cool nut 11/5   Bump this in yo seven ride get a show and bring you about seven die      Mutha fuckaz startin' to bribe but niggaz ain?t bumpin' no 4-tay   'Cuz he too busy bietch tryin' to smoke some more yay, uh   Jose around the bay I knew he be funny lookin like g-money   Nigga puffin' voos heard you got married to a crack like      You need to get some get right like mac mall   'Cuz it act like you can?t rap at all   We havin' jobs and swingin' on platinum balls   So don?t get flat on your walls      An get snatched up in a u-haul   'Cuz you?se a bitch nigga like rupaul   You all think you gonna make money dissin' my crew?   But only if you knew nigga   You fuckin' wit these mobb niggaz fool, uh      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know when it?s time   To handle business nigga lay low      I got some killaz on the payroll   An they know, an they know