i ve got a bullet in the clip so what ya want i ve got a lyric i can spit so what ya want i m giving bitches good dick so what ya want hey hey so what cha want my ghetto pop life hotter than a hot slice i m an urban entertainer of the hot nights i don t want to see no end because it s not right i m just a brother who never compromised his integrity my legacy is heavenly bury me in the hood never think i m not cautious hey i recognise what a wrong look ll cost us so inside i m always nervous but i never look worried come for me gun shot flurries in a hurry come get me and be where i perform stay warm i m prepared for the storm and i brought the heat with me lord please talk to these boys fore i leave they evening spoilt put em six feet up under the soil looking at the roots of trees better yet leave they bodies all out in the open so the flies can feed and when the hood get dry i supply the need y all faggot niggas keep it moving honey riding with me so what ya want and i never politic when i be on some cool out shit don t even run up on me talking bout some artist that you signed cause i don t really give a fuck and i ain t really got the time i m trying to put some money in my clothes sean clothes jah clothes first did you come with six zeros fuck y all then i m trying to put some dubs on the road then just slide up in the club and try to bubble some hoes player the harder we grind the further we go i m at the point i m ready to commit a murder to blow whatever it takes i see the nigga holding the case look dead in his face hit the nigga holding the weight make his man take me to the crib and go in the safe jah done made the reservation so we ready to peel for real without no hesitation nitty bustin the steel so what ya what i m a o g in the flesh giving birth to these young seeds east new york bed stuy nigga i was aiming for his head pimp nigga goldie shaft mixed with a little cheese mommy how you gonna move pardon me a second dude confrontation time get in line or spit a rhyme i ain t looking for no beef but i will oblige i m kinda quiet but surprise i ain t really shy didn t mean to shock you with the real but niggas know the deal when i m up in punk knockers and down in sugar hill call me mr foreverman can t say i never ran and never will but when the shells get to flying and i don t got skill i get ghost then i bounce come back and a nigga be ready to throw toast so what ya want 