, nigga I'ma stay on mine And if I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow online And by next year, we should have a thousand guns Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die
bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock and Clinton You know my shit is hitting Yeah, ya'll a fly nigga, Biggie Smalls Kickin' flavor, make a
Sell water from the cook pot, ain't that raw? My razors? 20 dollars, here's a case of four You supply that, shit I put a hole where your mind at Push
caught a nigga and I beat him to death But it's okay, I go jet ski in the Bay Away from New York and go lay up in L.A. I know intelligent niggaz that
buy a mink or two Brooklyn gettin money, that be the principal [Hook] I got guns armstrong like BJ Have you runnin fast like its a relay race, pray
at us Nowhere to run, so I grab my gun And start blazin', this shit got a nigga aging I'ma die a gangsta nigga, ain't no changin' A G faithfully, mama
Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily [Fat Joe] It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L Make no mistake
of Little Italy little did we know That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L Make no mistake
got to recognize hitman is a enterprise Cali pride, born to ride and south centralized The Henny got me energized, smoke the guys Tryin' to focus on mines, poke they eyes out I'm L.A
henny Should be life of what a thug lives My only hurt Maybe wont be my last But heres a tip for these cops Next time I'm goin out with a blast So if
car? Huh? Got the audacity to call me a liar ?So what you got in your trunk?? ?Oh, just a spare tire? You niggas talk blow, well I sold mine Like a bad
and get you a slice Westside step up and get you a slice Northside step up and get you a slice Chi-Town step up and get you a slice L.A. step up and
When a motherfucker walk up in the club, I mean, I mean And a nigga be 70 Deep But if a nigga let his motherfuckin' scrotum hang over his shoulder And
you a boss If I had yo' hand I woulda been done cut mine off A cult following, hustlers they love me Kill a tree and put a rock in the hospital over me
you're [unverified] drinking Buying crack, go for drugs again And it make you want to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen, write a
won't play me, if you like that, throw your hands up I know you like that, throw your hands up Chaotic situations got a bitch stressin', holdin' the guns
the love, feel the love I could not, find in a physical looks, it wasn't there After goin back and forth to L.A., L.A. cares Handlin business, we under
same blood of the motherfuckers who murdered my momma so I'm a natural born killa/ Than I, there was no cap peelas -Chorus - -H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious