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Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that we riddle to middle man that didn't do didly Let's get it popping like a GUN I hustle cause I'm tryna bubble like GUM The kid do it big like PUN Cause I'm nice like PAC with the PEN Let's get it popping like a GUN I hustle cause I'm tryna bubble like GUM The kid do it big like PUN Cause I'm nice like B.I.G. with the PEN Rest in peace Big Pun, free remmy You're not that tough. Stick to the script If you act up you're sliced with a knife and I'm payin' the dudes, call me tax cut For them racks you get snatched up For that cash shot, get your ass shot like a bitch with a flat but I'm in the kitchen cutting crack up We up the ball, track more crack than some lips that's jacked up I'm tryna shine like lip vime I'm not tryna get time but I commit crimes, I'm tryna get mine When I was 16 my dream was to get signed and spit rhymes Mean 16's, nothin' but sick lines SongtexteMake my neck, my pinky and both wrists shine Buy mad whips and stay on a bad chick's mind I'm just grindin', my dream came true But things wasn't the same when that cream came through Plenty things came through, our triple B came too It's like if you was on my team then you'd see change too Yo I spared no expense when my team came through So everywhere I went, yea my team came too If there was drama I'm the nigga that the team came to Cause they know I'm not sane, I got a box game I got a ox game and the mean ain't 2 But my team let the things and the jeans bang too We all together, if I fall we fall together Cause we all ball together, this a team game too We've seen sunny days and we've seen rain too But whatever weather we get, we've got cedar to give Bein' broke is just something I could never forget Now that I'm fly I can buy shit I never could get I'd've done some shit in life that I'da never admit But some shit would happen in life that you could never predict No, I was never a trick but I spit cedar on chicks Cause most hoes rather have cash instead of the dick No, I was never of blood, I was never of crick But I've always been a gangsta, I was never a bitch I don't think you ever heard a rapper better than this I'm so great I hold weight like a pregnant bitch 'Bout to go in labor. I'm a pro, niggas know I'm major No one can save ya. You might as well swallow a razor And kill your damn self. Cause when I write I make the pen in my hand melt That's why I got the damn belt For real cash real bad for your damn health All your rhymes pre-recorded and sound pre-historic He mad my mom ain't get my aborted Cause to battle me would cost him his life I'm like: can he afford it? Not at all dog Get your skull cracked with a bottle of alcohol. You soft like a cotton ball Before I squeeze the HI, take the stocking off And let you see my face before I pop it off Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that in the middle of little littly Little that we know that we riddle to middle man that didn't do didly Aus Songtexte Mania