(Yall wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse
Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out
Bring it on, and Ima show you gangsta)
Yeah...ughh...right back at you motherfuckers....ughh...yeah..
Yo, Yo, I stand alone in this cold world, could you believe that?
Ive seen some good men get blown over G-packs
In the Bronx where its known to hear the heat clap
And live niggaz get it on with the D-techs, SHIT, my lifes legendary
If I wrote down all in a book it would be very scary
What you know 16 be missin Benzes
Rope chain down to my dick, the beef looks tremendous
Me and my niggaz flip holes in bitches
Back then, when I wouldnt even pose for bitches
A-YO, you can ask dapadan who was the man
Back in 88, every other week tricked 30 grand
Even my bitches wore Gucci and Louie
My peeps already in the crowd looking for groupies to screw me
Exit the club, about to cruise up the block now
with the taj, stay frontin with top down
See me in that new thing with my fiancee
Ass so fat, making you say "Muchos GRANDE"
Dont blame me, blame them, the white folk
for giving me ten mil, for possessin the tight flow
WHOA
Yall wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse
Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out
Bring it on, and Im show you gangsta
Yeah, yeah, uh, yo, blow half your head off, leave you with brain damage
He got his shit rocked cause he didnt pay homage
Its the Don of this rap shit, go on with that wack shit
Heard you walked the dorm in a thong on your last bid
Joey Crack is, the most official
Toke the pistol for those who appose the issue
I hope I convinced you to back up, really you acted up, believe me
I could EASILY GET YOUR ASS TOUCHED
And that sucks, aint nobody could fuck with this
Bullet shook could make you take a bucket of piss
For runnin your lips
Got the fifth stuck in your ribs, dont make me...
splash your lungs right in front of your kids
Im a basketcase, dont ever give this bastard space
or Ima have your ass erased
Im from the Bronx amongst corrupt cops, we mothered this rap shit
But still dont get enough props
All I hear is "Gangsta" you aint build like that
Dont make me have to pull a tool and really tilt your cap
Im from crills to crack
Youve been dealin with rap
You aint never run the streets, now Im revealing your act
What the fuck
Yall wanna live my lifestyle
Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse
Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out
Bring it on, and Im show you gangsta
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