Come on, mo. therfu. ckers Come on, mot. herfu. ckers
Come on, mo. therfu. ckers
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Come on, m. otherfu. ckers
Come on, (woo!)
I got seven Mac 11s, about eight '38s
Nine '9s, ten Mac 10s, the s. hi. t never ends
You can't touch my richs
Even if you have MC Hammer and them 357 b. itc. hes
Biggie Smalls, a millionaire, a mansion and a yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot G. locks
Ha! that's how I got the weed spot
Shot dead in the head, took the bread and the landspread
Lil' Gotti got the sho. tty to your body
So don't resist or you'll might miss Christmas
I tote gu. ns, I make number runs
I give MC's the runs drippin'
When I throw my clip in the A. K, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D - E - C - K
My slow flows remarkable…