then Find out ain't none of them Gs- I ain't like them woman, I hope ya ready for somethin, cause tonight You're comin with me- Comin with me-
is soft The hood love me, put it in the air for me And boy cop mix tapes if they don't hear from me Got cake but occasionally you catch me bummy I'm
man to merc me You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one See me face to face chump, watch me beat
t know me Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is (chk-chk, BOOM) 5-9 nigga bottom line is bye-bye if you out of line wit him Itemize y'all deaths in
worry bout me Momma I'm a G I know how to handle niggas tryin to come up on me Tryin to run up on me Thinkin you gon try me sh*t in a bag Drinkin through
ain't wit it run around from New York Though I knew niggas, niggas is down wit the law All new heat niggas ain't down wit the broads I ain't tryin'
Babies havin babies)/ N*****s dyin young/ Boy this s**t crazy/ You got drugs and guns/ But a n***a need them/ Prospect for a jack/ Then you can squeeze
? Come on, come on, come on Hey, let me holla at you Come on, come on, come on Yo, stop runnin' from me A yo, this Cassidy and niggas is not fuckin' with me
don't play with me Bitch don't play with me Bitch don't play with me Bitch don't play with me I ain't no one to fuck wit I ain't no one to fuck wit I
is Vicks 44 Hoes should squeeze fern, spread like a sick germ Have niggaz face down on the floor like they doin the kick worm Think something sweet with me, try me
wit' unda my covas I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas [Esham] I got an uzi that I sleep wit'
I keep you open like you're fuckin sessin me You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me Cos justa me, the k-to-r-a-z-y Use to rock fila
pregneant, coat hanger i ain't bull shittin' try me the skrapz is aid's and you the common cold you'll never find me so blind me my eyes bleed from where
Why you wanna fuck wit my Boot Camp? Boot Camp, survivin the preview and Fuck wit my Bucktown group And in the night, the night, who roll the tight Why you wanna fuck wit
of the other niggas stuck with me Ill tell you something, if you really were smart and you knew better people would probably tell you don't f**k wit me
playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me
I talk to you C?mon c?mon c?mon (hey, let me holla at you) C?mon c?mon c?mon (yo, stop runnin from me) [Cassidy] A yo this Cassidy & niggas is not fuckin wit me
