Intro: Uhh it out uhh *singing* I in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay bee! all that pretty shit Takin it back to the for you motherfuckers know the deal Niggaz who the Don is Live Bedford Stuyvesant the livest one Peep uhh what what Verse One: Daddy Out of this world Mars when I spit these bars fuck with these stars up in luxury cars We them radars to stay free from the cops Crucial to make, like A-C or the drop Are we gonna stop? man never my squad go broke Your arti-choke Watch your circle vanish like smoke Ain't no joke, when your don't show Nigga I know, might say There Done That' like Dre Through hard work I earn the Promise God to never look or I turn to salt Got nice watches cars nice bitches and rings Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice Can't relate to motherfuckers, who go no cake When you all fucked up, and can't get no When your fake ass friends, help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to it Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for That's what I did, now they all for hits Nigga it's on for the fact I let it be known We still fly but cause now I, charter my own Propellers, Goodfellas, all them playa haters jealous Billboard charts should tell us, can't touch us Why niggaz bring the release day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto Living in these ghetto streets -- these ghetto And they gotta fight to stay alive It's just Two: Jay-Z Yeah, make you a deal, These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't I try to bring you life but motherfuckers dead So I travel with the babble, with the chrome, with the Cause when it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin through head I been rich I been I saved and blown bread Some say I been here because of the way I zone Some said, Jigga zone is like the fallin of Reoccuring, that he thinks like cause he's observing Won't be known until I'm gone and study my bones Mentally been many places, but I'm own In the physical, onee seems, a lost body In fact my don't differ much from that of God body But it's the odd shottie, got cats, likening me to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin me I got it locked like the Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's Niggaz that got killed in the and all the babies born Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World So I it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters You em through it, you know, talk em through it Know these beads is more music whenever I talk to it Destined for greatness and knew this, when I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a comin out of B-W-I (in school) I hated algebra but I loved to And I my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die It's happen whether rappin or clappin have it your way Cause if that's my dough you're trappin, I'm your way Verse Notorious B.I.G. it feel good to see people up on it Flipped two keys in two weeks and flaunt it My brain is haunted, mean dreams with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer than Richie, quickly, wanna hit me If they get me, dress my in linen by Armani, check it My carjack, make your brains splat caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit in my circumfrence, mad bitches, with mad Bulletproof vestes under they Spittin my uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggaz Drivin dirty in gettin bent And to my hit hoes, my murder I be trees in Belize when they find me While you still killin niggaz punany, like heiny and Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the with the virus I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke Got lawyers watchin lawyers so I won't go broke, now it country niggaz call me Frank White I'm squirtin off in my loft of I know my shit's tight Sunrise my eyes no surprise Got my shorty flyin in with keys to her thighs With all the utensils, who hang my thing She half black oriental eighty-six she got me rental The ain't accidental.. What? From a, from a G's perspective.. (repeat 2X) 2X to fade